Transmigrated into ancient times as a peasant woman with three children, her husband insisted on separating the family. Shen Qingyu waved her hand: "Divorce, separate the family, I want the chi...
Shen Qingyu: "..."
"Mom, please don't abandon us, we're very good..." Erbao cried, wiping away his tears.
"Mother, I can't bear to part with Father, and I can't bear to part with Mother either..." The younger brother's tears came easily.
Da Bao hadn't cried yet, but the accusation and grievance in his eyes were very obvious.
Shen Qingyu gave in: "Fine, you two go to sleep! We won't get a divorce, I'll go sleep with your father..."
Shen Qingyu went back with a gloomy face.
Xiao Yunqi had already heard the commotion next door: "I won't touch you, go to sleep."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingyu almost exploded with anger: Thank you?
The bed is small, and there's only one blanket. How am I supposed to sleep?
Xiao Yunqi was tall and Shen Qingyu was also robust. When the two of them shared a quilt, if they were even a little distance apart, the cold wind would seep into their bones.
Shen Qingyu initially tried to keep her distance, leaving half of her arms and legs exposed and covering them with her cotton coat.
Then I realized something was wrong. Why should he be warm while we're freezing?
If anyone's going to freeze, it'll be that bastard!
Without saying a word, Shen Qingyu rolled the blanket around herself and said, "Stay away from me!"
"Since we're getting a divorce anyway, it would be impolite to sleep in the same bed again."
Shen Qingyu sneered, closed her eyes with a sense of self-righteousness, and went to sleep.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo..." the rooster crowed.
Shen Qingyu stretched.
Wait, what's that warm thing?
Shen Qingyu squeezed it; it was a warm, firm… chest?
Shen Qingyu was so frightened that she jumped up, only to meet a pair of restrained and indifferent eyes.
Depend on!
Good heavens, I actually slept with that ugly thing all night?
When did this guy crawl into my bed?