Ji Shiting exhaled, turned off the bedside lamp and lay down beside her.
“Sleep.” She heard the man’s hoarse voice.
The room fell into darkness, and Ye Shengge was dazed as she lay beside him.
Just… sleep?
Well, that was great. She might not be able to handle it if it was too frequent. After all, she still had more chances in the future.
With that thought in mind, she lifted the blanket a bit higher and covered herself with it.
This was the first time they had slept together, so Ye Shengge was a bit excited and nervous… She didn’t have any weird habits when she was sleeping, did she?
She could hear the man’s irregular breathing and his heavy heartbeat.
Obviously, he wasn’t sleeping yet, and… he seemed like he was trying to adjust his breathing?
She wasn’t mistaken. He was trying to do so, but he didn’t want to let her notice.
Ye Shengge rolled her eyes in the darkness and suddenly felt like she was pulling a prank.
She turned around and shifted against him, and her feet brushed his calf.
“What are you doing?” he immediately cried out.
Ye Shengge said, “I’m cold…”
She wasn’t lying. It was autumn now, and although the villa’s room was always warm, Ji Shiting was still using a thin blanket normally for summer. Her body didn’t burn as hot as that man, so this indeed felt a little chilly for her.
The room was huge and spacious, which made it more chilly.
Besides, the man beside her was giving off a constant warmth, so she wanted to lean toward him.
Ji Shiting snorted and grabbed her hand.
What surprised him was that her hands weren’t warm at all.
“I didn’t lie to you, did I?” Ye Shengge reached out her other hand and put it on his burning palms. She then said, “You make me warm.”
Ji Shiting suspected that she was doing it on purpose, but it was true that her hands were cold.
It was his fault for being inconsiderate, and his room didn’t have the appropriate blanket.
The man frowned in the dark.
At that moment, the woman beside him snuggled closer like a kitten and she held his hand against her chest.
He felt the woman’s soft chest under his palm, and his breathing got heavier.
Before he could chide her, Ye Shengge let go of his hand.
“Ah, sorry!” She sounded shy and innocent. “I didn’t mean it.”
She then carefully slid back to the side of her bed.
Ji Shiting sneered.
She was trying to trick him.
However, seeing the woman curled up in the corner of the bed, the man couldn’t help cursing under his breath, reaching out his arms and pulling her into his embrace.
Ye Shengge gasped and fell into a warm embrace.
She blushed, partly because of his passion, and partly because she was thrilled that her plan had succeeded.
“Are you still cold?” Ji Shiting put his arms around her waist and breathed on her neck.
Ye Shengge couldn’t help shrinking her neck back and said, “Not anymore. It’s very warm.”