The Quilt Spirit Hugs His Sweet Wife Close Every Day

After getting drunk one night, Qi Tang realized that something strange seemed to have gotten into his home.

After that...

Someone washed his dirty clothes every day.

Someone cooked for him every day.

Even the blankets he couldn’t be bothered to fold were neatly folded whenever he came home.

The winter bedding was even warm when he climbed into it.

Up to this point, it might have been a sweet fairy tale about a helpful house spirit.

Unfortunately...

The one thing fearless Qi Tang was afraid of was anything supernatural. [Shivering.jpg]

At last, one day, Qi Tang finally snapped.

Wrapped up in his blanket, he said, “Y-you... come out! I-I’m not scared of you!” His soft, sweet voice trembled with tears, the corners of his eyes red.

Little did he know that he was curled up in the arms of the very big bad guy he feared most.

Shen Huai, the blanket spirit, was delighted: A little scare, and I get to cuddle Tangtang to sleep every day. Awesome!

One-on-one romance, all sweet indulgence!