C45 Come over and Help Me Brush My Hair

The Qilin rubbed its eyes and pushed open the window. The cold air that was cut off from the outside rushed into the room like a broken dam.

"Achoo!"

The Snow Qilin raised its nose and pulled the collar of its pajamas tightly. The light yellow nightgown was specially made by her. It looked like a short version of a kimono. Other than being light, it was also easy to wear. More importantly