It is indeed warmer when two people sleep together.
She took off her coat and the sweater underneath as she got into her sleeping bag.
There is a slight difference between a double sleeping bag and two people lying on a kang. A sleeping bag is a closed space, which will make people feel restrained and force two people to be close to each other.
At first, Qiao Xuejun was a little embarrassed, but once she took off her clothes, she found that even in the snow house where the temperature had risen, she was still cold.
After a sudden chill, she began to urge, reaching out and tugging at the corner of Zhao Xian's clothes beside her: "Come in quickly, quickly, quickly."
Zhao Xian glanced at her and began to sit down and take off his shoes: "You just chased me away."
Qiao Xuejun tried to make amends: "Oh, I'm here now."
Zhao Xian laughed.
When Zhao Xian came to sleep, Qiao Xuejun immediately snuggled into his arms.
This person's body temperature is indeed high.
Qiao Xuejun was envious: "We all eat the same thing, why are your calories so high?"
It's as hot as a furnace.
Zhao Xian took the opportunity to hug her and said, "I eat a lot of military rations."
Military rations are high in fat.
"Exercise more." He added, "You've been living here lately. Instead of walking up that mountain road in the morning, you can go do some cold-resistance exercises."
Qiao Xuejun touched Zhao Xian's chest and abdomen very smoothly. Although there was a layer of warm underwear between them, he could still feel the clearly defined muscle lines. He praised very objectively: "Lord, your muscles are really strong."
As expected of someone who fights at high intensity, he is strong and sturdy. This is probably why Zhao Xian's calorie intake is so high.
Qiao Xuejun was puzzled again and reached out to touch her abdomen: "But I also have abdominal muscles."
She works on the farm, so her workouts are quite strenuous. She's been exercising since her parents passed away, and because she lives on her own, keeping herself strong is her main source of security.
If you're too thin, she'll feel uneasy.
After her height reached 172cm, her weight never dropped below 60kg, and her body fat was kept within the standard range. Her physical condition was acceptable.
But she was indeed not as warm as Zhao Xian.
Qiao Xuejun repeatedly rubbed Zhao Xian's abdominal muscles and her own, and finally had to admit: "Yours seems to be a little bigger."
Actually, it was more than just a little. Zhao Xian, a former special forces soldier, had a better physical condition. Even through the clothes, the feeling was obvious.
When Zhao Xian was tracing her abdomen again, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher Qiao, please respect me."
Qiao Xuejun immediately realized that this action seemed a bit too intimate.
But she changed her mind, looked up at Zhao Xian, and poked his abdominal muscles with her fingers. "You insisted on coming here. Now you think I don't respect you? Besides, you're not wearing clothes, so what's the big deal about sticking it on."
She didn't reach inside the clothes. She touched through the clothes. The clothes were all velvet and not thin.
Zhao Xian was at a loss for words and said helplessly, "Teacher Qiao, do you know that I like you?"
If she touched him again, he would have some inappropriate reaction.
It's obviously not appropriate now.
Teacher Qiao is the person he likes. In his heart, she is still an important expert and talent. He must respect her and never let Teacher Qiao feel offended.
But, how could he control himself when Teacher Qiao kept touching him all over and was so close to him?
Inexplicably, Qiao Xuejun's voice softened after being confessed to again. "I know. After the disaster, will you get married?"
marry?
Zhao Xian didn't expect that the word "marriage" was first uttered by Qiao Xuejun.
He stared at Qiao Xuejun blankly.
Qiao Xuejun blinked, puzzled: "What's wrong, don't you want to get married?"
For Qiao Xuejun, it’s better to keep it simple. Since they like each other, isn’t the next step to get married?
"I do. How could I not think about it? I've thought about it many, many times." Zhao Xian hugged Qiao Xuejun into his arms, holding her tightly.
Propose decisively after receiving a confession of love - is this the romance of a practical person?
When Zhao Xian heard the word "marriage", he admitted that his heart felt like it was hit directly and he immediately lost any ability to react.
When Qiao Xuejun proposed marriage to him, he wouldn't even dream of doing it.
Although Teacher Qiao did not reject his love, she always kept a clear distance in this relationship and never accepted his gifts openly.
Everything has to be repaid.
They were in a state where they could separate at any time and owed nothing to each other. He thought Teacher Qiao had never thought about these things, let alone getting married.
But it happened when he was completely unprepared.
Qiao Xuejun could clearly sense Zhao Xian's nervousness from his response. Many times? Really many times?
She said generously: "Then it's settled."
Zhao Xian buried his head in her neck and said, "Let's sign the agreement tomorrow."
Qiao Xuejun shrank back as his breath tickled her neck.
She heard Zhao Xian's words again: "...We've already agreed on it, how could I possibly go back on my word?" He actually asked her to write a receipt!
Zhao Xian stroked the back of her head and smiled, "Well, it's best not to default on your debt. I will collect it."
Qiao Xuejun wanted to get out of his arms, so she moved and suddenly something touched her below.
Unexpected situation.
After two seconds of confusion, Qiao Xuejun quickly realized what had happened and her face turned red: "..."
“Zhao Xian!!”
Zhao Xian was embarrassed for a moment, then stepped back slightly: "...Yeah."
Qiao Xuejun said with a bit of embarrassment: "Hurry up and control yourself."
Zhao Xian said sincerely: "I'm sorry."
Before Qiao Xuejun could even feel satisfied, Zhao Xian shamelessly said, "I can't control myself."
Qiao Xuejun: “…”
He added: "How can this be controlled?"
It was quiet for a while.
Qiao Xuejun suddenly said: "Actually, it's not impossible, it's just..." But now the snow house is too small and it's outside, the conditions are still not suitable.
Before Qiao Xuejun could finish her words, her mouth was covered.
Zhao Xian's voice was restrained: "Do you think my fire is not burning brightly enough?"
Qiao Xuejun's mouth was covered tightly, and she couldn't utter a word: "?"
Why aren't you allowed to speak?
She opened her mouth as if to bite.
She didn't say anything, why are you so excited?
She took Zhao Xian's hand away, raised her eyes, and was about to say something when she saw that Zhao Xian's eyes were red and sweat was beading on his forehead.
It’s such a cold day.
“…”
Suddenly I felt guilty, as if I had really pissed someone off.
Qiao Xuejun cleared his throat, reached out, and slowly patted Zhao Xian's chest twice, trying to comfort him awkwardly and unskillfully: "Calm down, Lord."
Zhao Xian: "You're still touching me."
Qiao Xuejun's hand froze and he retracted it: "Let's go to sleep, let's go to sleep."
Zhao Xian saw that she was at a loss, but also thought she was very cute.
"Why don't you tell me how you grew up? Your childhood." Zhao Xian said softly.
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