Those years, those jokes, those scum

Chapter 207: Jianghu Dispute, the Chief is Not Obedient 51

The wind at night was not as cold as in the afternoon, but slightly warm. The bright full moon hung on the branches, shining brightly. It was a pity that no one appreciated the beautiful scenery.

Qin Shuangjiang was lying on the big mahogany bed, with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, and her body curled up. Suddenly, she opened her eyes abruptly, breathing heavily, and staring blankly at the bed curtain. She reached out and touched her forehead, vaguely remembering that she seemed to have dreamed, but she had completely forgotten it when she opened her eyes.

Late at night, Qin Shuangjiang, who was restless and had trouble sleeping, couldn't help but think of what had happened in the past few days. If you really count, none of the things that happened in the past few days had caused any substantial harm. But her heart was always uneasy. She tried to tell herself that you need patience to achieve great things, and you can't panic because of a little emergency. But this time, this method didn't seem to work as well as in the past.

This unknown is too painful.

As she was thinking, she was about to sigh and relax, but suddenly she remembered that she was not the only one in the room tonight. So she changed her mind and sighed silently. Then she moved her body to the outside. The darkness in the room made people uncomfortable for a while, but the target was sleeping by the window. With the beautiful moonlight today, Qin Shuangjiang was able to see her sleeping face clearly.

Before going to bed, she was still guessing that Leng Nuan's sleeping position should be lying in a proper and motionless position. What he was like at night, he was like in the morning.

But in fact, she sleeps in many different positions, sometimes lying on her side, sometimes lying flat, and sometimes with her hands raised above her head like a child. The only thing that has not changed is her even breathing, soft face, relaxed brows, and a faint smile on the corners of her mouth. She has completely lost her usual calmness and sense of distance. She exudes a well-behaved, soft, and harmless aura.

Qin Shuangjiang pursed her lips and smiled secretly. He said he was taking care of her, but she was sleeping so soundly. If something really happened, who would take care of whom? With this smile, the depression in her heart also dissipated a little. However, it was the first time for them to sleep in the same room, and she thought they would talk all night. But this person was so good, he went to bed on time after washing up. As for why he had to sleep by the window in the middle of winter, Leng Nuan's original words were; "If I can't beat him, I can still jump out the window and escape."

"Ajiang, can't you sleep?" Perhaps because he heard some noise in the room, Leng Nuan half stood up from the bed, half squinting his eyes and looking at the innermost part of the room. Also because he was forced to wake up from a deep sleep, his usually clear and crisp voice seemed particularly soft at this time.

Qin Shuangjiang, who was not very sleepy to begin with, could not help but feel her heart tremble after hearing this voice. Her emotions were inexplicably high. Because of this reaction, she was unable to respond in time. By the time she reacted, the person on the bed had already walked in front of her.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Leng Nuan, fully dressed, half-knelt in front of Qin Shuangjiang's bed, with clear eyes and asked with concern.

"How come you..." How come you woke up so quickly! You were still half asleep just now. How come you woke up in the blink of an eye like you had never slept? Seeing someone coming over, Qin Shuangjiang also sat up and looked at her in surprise.

"Be careful not to catch a cold." Leng Nuan gently pushed her back, tucked the quilt in, and then placed the back of his hand on her forehead, which was slightly cool.

Leng Nuan frowned but said nothing. She withdrew her hand and half-knelt on the edge of the bed. Her warm palm gently patted the quilt on Qin Shuangjiang's body and said gently, "Go to sleep. I'll keep you company."

Although she still looked like she was coaxing a child, Qin Shuangjiang had to admit that it was quite effective. After being patted by Leng Nuan, her mind seemed to calm down. This time, she chuckled, stared at her with interest and asked, "Did you always coax your junior brothers and sisters like this before?" Especially when she thought of Leng Nuan in front of her, who had become a small person, coaxing a child seriously and gently, she thought it was very cute.

Leng Nuan smiled, agreeing. She continued to clap rhythmically, humming an unknown tune.

Qin Shuangjiang listened carefully for a while. Although she didn't know what song it was, the tune sounded like a lullaby. As she listened, she felt that the song was similar to the one hummed by a certain subordinate in the church, but that person was not from her country. As she thought about it, her consciousness gradually closed in this distant and steady tune.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the person on the bed blinking her eyes and almost falling asleep, and suddenly opening her eyes and looking at her with tears in her eyes, Leng Nuan stopped humming the song and asked in a puzzled voice.

People like them who have strong inner strength are not afraid of cold. The quilt is not very warm, but it is not cold either. But Qin Shuangjiang always felt that something was missing when she slept. She looked at the hand with clear outline and slender and strong fingers on the quilt, and thought about the temperature of Leng Nuan touching her just now. Her eyes lit up and she understood.

"Leng Nuan~" Qin Shuangjiang moved a little further into the bed, lifted the corner of the quilt with one hand, and patted his side with the other. This posture was self-evident.

"Hmm..." Leng Nuan crossed his arms and thought.

"You don't want to?" Qin Shuangjiang felt a little disappointed, and said quickly with anticipation: "It's so cold, how can it be more comfortable to sleep in a big bed."

"That's not my original intention." Leng Nuan shook her head and explained, "At such a close distance, if you transform, it will be difficult for me to defend myself if we fight." And she didn't wear armor this time, so why not pick up the tattered armor and continue to wear it? At least it can still resist some attacks.

What the hell is transformation? She didn't understand, but she didn't think it was a good word. It was worse than being possessed.

"Come up, I promise not to hit you." Qin Shuangjiang patted her chest and promised proudly. She felt she could do it this time!

"Heh~" Sister, who gave you the confidence? She might as well believe in the system's medicine than to believe in the words of a person who has lost self-control.

Ah, that's right. Although the good atmosphere was ruined by someone. When Qin Shuangjiang hugged someone, he couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction. Leng Nuan's body was warm, and there was a faint scent mixed with horn soap on his body.

Leng Nuan, who had a good sleep quality, wanted to fall asleep before coaxing the people around her to sleep. Or maybe it was because she had been familiar with this state for a lifetime, which made her completely relaxed. After a while, the two people who were sleeping in each other's arms on the bed fell asleep, and the room was peaceful.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Shuangjiang, who was sleeping in Leng Nuan's arms, shook her head unconsciously. She opened her eyes dazedly, and it took her a while to come to her senses. She realized her situation expressionlessly, and the aura around her gradually became gloomy.

In the dark night, she put her hands under the quilt and secretly exerted her strength. But when her palms just touched the people around her, the strength in her hands suddenly disappeared. What did she touch? !

The object in his palm was the perfect size for his hand, and its softness was beyond imagination. At this moment, the dark version of Qin Shuangjiang had only one thought in his mind: Are all soft-hearted people so soft?

Before she could figure it out, the person who was just beside her left the bed and stood four or five steps away from the bed. Qin Shuangjiang couldn't understand the other person's eyes, which didn't seem to blame or disgust her. She just sighed in a calm tone.

"You didn't hit me, but you touched me." He crossed his arms and looked alert. "Tsk, I didn't expect that after the transformation, Ajiang still has the attributes of a flower thief."

"..."

She's not! She doesn't!