Chapter 57 Don’t be afraid, I’ll hug you~
Fu Linghe turned off the lights and lay on the sofa, wrapping his body as tightly as possible with those thick clothes, but the chill of late autumn still seeped in like needles through the gaps.
He subconsciously curled up his body, trying to absorb more warmth, but the sofa was small and no matter how he adjusted his posture, he could not stretch out.
He is nearly 190cm tall, and it would be uncomfortable for him to lie on the sofa.
Yun Zheng was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, but her mind was completely on Fu Linghe on the sofa.
From time to time, she quietly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of Fu Linghe.
In the dim light of the wall lamp, Yun Zheng could only see his curled up outline.
That thin figure looked particularly pitiful in the silent night.
Another wave of chill came over him, and Fu Linghe couldn't help but shiver. The subtle sound was particularly clear in the quiet room.
Yun Zheng couldn't lie down any longer. She threw back the quilt, sat up, and called softly, "Fu Linghe, are you cold?"
Hearing this, Fu Linghe managed to answer, "It's not cold. Go to sleep and don't worry about me."
But the slightly trembling voice still revealed his true feelings.
Yun Zheng hesitated for a moment, but finally made up her mind, "Fu Linghe, come and sleep on the bed too."
Fu Linghe, who was curled up on the sofa listening to Yun Zheng's words, was already very happy in his heart, but he still pretended to be reserved, "Aren't you not used to it? It's okay with me, just go to sleep."
The more Fu Linghe said this, the more Yun Zheng felt guilty.
This is his room, his bed, and she occupied it when she came.
How could Yun Zheng sleep peacefully?
The most outrageous thing was that there was only one quilt in the room, not even an extra blanket. Even if Yun Zheng wanted to give Fu Linghe a quilt, she couldn't.
"Don't be stubborn. Come over and lie down. It's such a big bed anyway." Yun Zheng was worried that he would catch a cold, so she couldn't help but urge him.
Fu Linghe's inner thoughts: Look at it all, it wasn't me who shamelessly went to sleep there, it was my Zheng Zheng who felt sorry for me and insisted that I go there!
Fu Linghe wanted to pretend to refuse, but before he could say anything, a strong chill shot up from the soles of his feet, and his nose suddenly felt sore, "A-choo!"
"Look at you, you're so cold but still being stubborn." Yun Zheng turned on the light in the dark, lifted the quilt, got out of bed barefoot, and walked quickly to the sofa.
Fu Linghe huddled pitifully on the sofa, his face full of embarrassment. He tried to cover up his embarrassment with a relaxed tone, "I'm really fine..."
Yun Zheng didn't listen to his explanation at all. She reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling it hard. "Stop talking nonsense and get in bed with me. What if you catch a cold tomorrow?"
Fu Linghe pretended that he couldn't resist her, but only he knew how excited he was!
He just let Yun Zheng lead him towards the big bed.
Yun Zheng lay down first and moved to the side of the bed to leave enough space for Fu Linghe. She also carefully pulled the quilt towards him to ensure that he was covered tightly.
Fu Linghe slowly lay down, the bed sinking slightly. He turned sideways to look at Yun Zheng, and his heartbeat suddenly quickened when his eyes met her face so close to him.
The dim light reflected on Yun Zheng's face, outlining the faint blush on her delicate features.
"Go to sleep quickly, you've been tired all day." Yun Zheng's voice was as soft as a mosquito, with a hint of imperceptible shyness. She looked at Fu Linghe in panic for a moment, then quickly looked away.
Fu Linghe didn't want to miss this rare opportunity. He put one hand under his head and said in a deep voice, "Zheng Zheng, thank you~"
As he spoke, he quietly moved towards Yun Zheng. The distance between them was so close that they could feel each other's warm breath.
Yun Zheng felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She shrank back into the bed, but accidentally bumped into the wall.
"Don't... don't get too close." She was so nervous that she stuttered.
Fu Linghe raised a wicked smile and pretended not to hear. He gently stretched out his arm, crossed the small distance between them, and tentatively placed it on Yun Zheng's waist. His voice was filled with a hint of teasing and tenderness, "It's warmer this way, and you won't catch a cold."
Yun Zheng's body froze instantly, her cheeks burning hot. She wanted to push Fu Linghe's hand away, but she hesitated.
She could feel the warmth from Fu Linghe's palm, like an electric current running through her body.
"You...don't do anything rash." She muttered softly, her little face flushed, not sure if it was because of the cold or shyness.
Fu Linghe leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "I'm not doing anything rash, I'm just worried that you'll be cold."
His breath gently brushed Yun Zheng's earlobe, causing her to tremble.
Yun Zheng tilted her head slightly and met Fu Linghe's eyes. At this moment, their faces were so close that they were almost touching.
Fu Linghe's eyes were deep and fiery, as if hiding endless affection.
There was a hint of panic and shyness in Yun Zheng's eyes, but she couldn't look away from Fu Linghe's gaze.
The two of them just stared at each other quietly, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The room was so quiet that the only sound was the rapid heartbeats of each other, "thump thump", as if expressing the unspeakable feelings in their hearts.
Fu Linghe's gaze slowly moved down and landed on Yun Zheng's slightly red lips, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.
Yun Zheng noticed Fu Linghe's intention, lowered her eyes and dared not look at him, her long eyelashes trembling slightly on her cheeks.
Just when Fu Linghe was about to kiss Yun Zheng's lips, Yun Zheng suddenly opened her eyes, placed her hands on Fu Linghe's chest, and said in a trembling voice, "You...you don't..."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Linghe's lips had already gently pressed against hers, his movements gentle and cautious, as if he was protecting an extremely precious treasure.
Yun Zheng's mind went blank in an instant, her hands fell limply at her sides, and she was completely immersed in this sudden tenderness.
Fu Linghe's kiss was filled with endless attachment and affection. He gently stroked Yun Zheng's pink lips, feeling her response.
After a long time, the two slowly separated. Yun Zheng's face was flushed and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Fu Linghe couldn't help but chuckle at her appearance. He held her in his arms again, kissed her hair, and whispered, "Go to sleep. I'm here."
Yun Zheng said "hmm" softly and turned her back to Fu Linghe.
She was worried that when she looked at him, she would drown in his gentle offensive and would not be able to control herself from doing something unspeakable to him.
Fu Linghe looked at Yun Zheng, who was curled up with her back to him, and curled the corners of his lips in a doting manner.
He raised his upper body slightly, turned off the lights in the room, and then reached out to gently embrace Yun Zheng in his arms.
Her back suddenly hit a warm embrace.
Fu Linghe's chin rested lightly on Yun Zheng's head, and his breath was filled with the fragrance of her hair.
In the darkness, Yun Zheng's heartbeat was still rapid. She felt Fu Linghe's strong arms around her waist, and her body stiffened slightly.
Fu Linghe seemed to sense her nervousness and loosened his arms slightly, but he didn't mean to let go. Instead, he leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don't be afraid, I just want to hug you."
These few simple words seemed to have magical power, which gradually calmed Yun Zheng's heart.
The room was extremely quiet, with the occasional chirping of insects outside the window further accentuating the stillness and silent ambiguity within the room...
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