Su Qingluan was already fast asleep, but her body was curled up on her side, which was a defensive posture. It could be seen that people who used this posture to fall asleep subconsciously had no sense of security.
But this is not surprising. He suddenly fell asleep in an unfamiliar environment. Although the person lying next to him was considered a "friend", it was not to the extent that he could be trusted deeply. Of course, Su Qingluan still trusted Mu Xingzhi's character, but she did not have much "trust" in other aspects.
For example, the situation she had to face and the unexpected situations that might arise at any time were not under her control. Although she had long known that Mu Xingzhi would not reveal everything, the feeling of not being in control of the situation still gave her a sense of insecurity.
Although the only bystander in the room besides himself was already fast asleep, and the other person was also aware of his true physical condition, Mu Xingzhi obviously did not have any thoughts of "slacking off".
At this time, he had sat back in the bulky wheelchair, like a person who was really disabled. He undressed himself in the wheelchair, wearing only his undershirt, and turned the wheelchair to the side of the bed.
Although the height of the bed is roughly the same as elsewhere, because the thickness of the bed can be adjusted, the height of the bedding added up is just level with the wheelchair. In this way, Mu Xingzhi only needs to support the bed with both hands to smoothly transfer himself to the bed without relying on the strength of his lower body.
It was just like an experiment he had done thousands of times before.
Unlike Su Qingluan who curled herself up like a shrimp, Mu Xingzhi's sleeping posture was very normal, or rather "upright", as if a person was lying down to sleep in a relaxed "standing at attention" posture.
Due to his own reasons, Mu Xingzhi has always been a light sleeper. He can wake up immediately even if there is only the slightest noise around him.
So when he felt a gust of wind flash past in front of him, he opened his tightly closed eyes almost instantly. At this moment, there was a biting coldness in Mu Xingzhi's eyes, and there was no trace of the gentle smile he had during the day.
At the same time, the seemingly pale and thin hand moved as fast as lightning. With just a light grab, the hand of the "sneak attacker" fell into Mu Xingzhi's palm, unable to break free.
As soon as his hand touched the opponent's, Mu Xingzhi realized something was wrong: the wrist of the "sneak attacker" was soft and weak, and he subconsciously pinched the opponent's pulse and could feel that the opponent had no true energy flowing through his body - this was a person who had no martial arts skills at all.
Then, his fingertips touched the fine and clearly layered fabric - that was the kind of touch that could only be achieved through layers of embroidery.
Su Qingluan was sleeping soundly, perhaps because she had been hungry all day and had only eaten some cakes and pastries at night. These little desserts were only a snack after meals in the past, and were obviously not enough to fill her up.
So even in her dreams, she was constantly looking for food.
In her dream, she was sitting in front of a table full of delicious food: crispy roast duck with juicy skin; bubbling Sichuan hot pot with oily red broth; golden and crispy French fries...
She felt like she hadn't eaten anything like it in her lifetime! Every single one of them made her drool!
Especially the fried chicken wrapped in a layer of breadcrumbs that was so close to her, emitting an appetizing aroma in front of her eyes, as if silently calling out "Come and eat me, come and eat me".
Su Qingluan immediately said that she would obey the order, and without even having time to think that she had not washed her hands yet, she stretched out her claws and attacked the crispy fried chicken.
First stop, two tempting chicken thighs!
For some reason, the fried chicken in front of her still had two chicken feet attached to the thigh. However, Su Qingluan didn't care and was about to pull off one of the chicken legs. As a result, she found that the fried chicken that was lying there motionless - to be precise, the two chicken feet - suddenly came to life!
Su Qingluan was startled and quickly pulled her wrist back, shouting anxiously, "Don't grab me, I won't eat you, I won't eat you anymore!"
"Let me go... I won't eat you..." Although Su Qingluan in the dream almost shouted at the top of her lungs, in reality these words were just soft whispers in her sleep. If Mu Xingzhi himself did not have excellent hearing and was not lying next to Su Qingluan, he would definitely not be able to hear clearly.
Perhaps it was uncomfortable to have her wrist held like this, and Su Qingluan wanted to pull her hand back.
However, this level of "discomfort" would not wake Su Qingluan from her deep sleep, but would only make her struggle a few times. If her "escape" was unsuccessful, she would just continue to sleep.
Hearing Su Qingluan's mumbling in her dream, Mu Xingzhi shook his head helplessly, carefully and gently placed the wrist in his hand to Su Qingluan's side, and slowly closed his eyes.
He didn't know how long it had been, but when he was half asleep and half awake, he felt as if a slightly cool "snake" was crawling along his collar and into his neck.
Because of the experience of being "ambushed" last time, Mu Xingzhi was able to "practice makes perfect" this time, and his reaction was relatively calm. It would be better to say that he had a kind of helplessness of "seeing through the world".
Because she did not take off her wedding dress and used it as a quilt, Su Qingluan slept quite soundly at first.
Anyone who sleeps in clothes will experience this: even clothes of similar thickness will feel colder when worn, and the colder they become the longer they sleep. Furthermore, it's autumn now, and while there's still some heat during the day, the temperature in this rural environment drops very quickly in the dead of night.
So Su Qingluan, who slept with cold hands and feet, subconsciously wanted to grope around, trying to find a heat source to warm herself up.
Therefore, as a normal warm-blooded animal, Mu Xingzhi's "human-shaped self-propelled natural heater" became Su Qingluan's best choice at this moment - of course, all this was her unconscious behavior.
However, through the slightly cool fingertips, Mu Xingzhi already knew why Su Qingluan was sleeping restlessly, so he covered her with the quilt that belonged to Su Qingluan and closed his eyes again.
The next day, Su Qingluan felt as if she had been thrown into a furnace and woken up abruptly from the heat. When she opened her eyes, half awake, she felt much heavier than she had expected, as if she were bound by some soft yet heavy chains, unable to break free.
After a night of deep sleep, Su Qingluan had almost recovered her energy and wanted to wake up. The discomfort of her hands and feet being unable to move made this feeling even worse. Then she opened her eyes, struggled to sit up, and looked down -
She was wrapped tightly in the dazzling red wedding quilt. But this quilt seemed much thicker than the one she had seen last night. Su Qingluan, puzzled, lifted the quilt and discovered another identical quilt beneath it. The only difference was the orientation of the mandarin ducks' heads—one facing right, the other left.
Happy Quilt: Surprised? Unexpected? Hey, it’s me again!
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