The woman frowned in displeasure. "Why are you using my shower gel?"
She bought a new shower gel, not liking the brand she used before. She still prefers the old brand Safeguard, which has a cucumber scent and smells pleasant.
Zhou Cheng, drying his hair, glanced at her and said casually, "You're all mine, what's wrong with using some shower gel?"
"..."
Qiao Nansheng puffed out her cheeks but didn't say anything.
She snorted at him, ripped off her face mask and threw it in the trash can, then angrily went to the bathroom to wash her face and do her skincare routine.
When she came out, Zhou Cheng had already dried his hair and was lying on the bed. The pillow she had placed in the middle was missing. Qiao Nansheng opened her eyes and looked left and right, finally finding the pillow at his feet.
"You actually used it as a footrest?" She pointed at the pillow with wide eyes. It was the pillow she usually used to sleep on, but tonight she used it as a dividing line.
Zhou Cheng kicked his legs; his back ached from maintaining the same posture for so long, so he gently turned over to face her.
"Hmm?" He looked up, a hint of doubt appearing on his fair and handsome face, as if he hadn't heard what she had just said.
Qiao Nansheng was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
She used to drag away the pillow the man was using.
“You sleep on that,” she said, pointing to the pillow he was using as a footrest.
Zhou Cheng lazily sat up and leaned against the headboard, his eyes fixed on the woman holding the knife.
"Let's sleep together, yours is enough."
It's not a problem for two people to share a pillow, but they need to be close together.
It's really not appropriate to ask Liu Xu to bring a pillow so late at night, since everyone is already asleep.
The problem is that I'm lazy and don't want to do it, and I don't even know where the pillow is.
After a struggle within herself, Qiao Nansheng gave up on the idea of getting a new pillow.
She put the pillow down and placed her hand in the gap beside her, holding it firmly to prevent him from coming over to snuggle up to her pillow and sleep.
“You sleep on the one at your feet,” she said to Zhou Cheng.
The man blinked, said nothing, and moved closer to her.
"Don't come any closer, get away from me!" Qiao Nansheng desperately defended the pillow, but seeing Zhou Cheng getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but get up and move away from him.
Then he snatched the pillow away.
"..."
He only left her halfway there, patting her there, "Come on, sleep."
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep my ass!
I'm not going to get that close to you.
Qiao Nansheng rolled her eyes, lay down flat, and said, "I'm not sleeping. You can sleep by yourself."
Damn, it's so uncomfortable to sleep without a pillow.
I tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Qiao Nansheng stubbornly resisted for a while, but couldn't help herself. She moved back slightly and took over the other half of the pillow.
Zhou Cheng, with his eyes closed, felt the movement beside him and a slight smile played on his lips. He chuckled at her, "Aren't you going to stay awake?"
"I've thought about it now, so what?" she grumbled, turning to sleep on her side with the back of her head facing him.
Suddenly, a warm body pressed against her from behind, and a hand appeared on her waist, causing Qiao Nansheng to tense up.
"Hey, let's go to sleep, don't touch me."
She gently twisted, trying to get him to take his hand away, but he immediately pulled her into a tight embrace.
The man lowered his head and buried it in her neck, taking a deep breath and inhaling her unique, faint, sweet fragrance.
"Zhou, Zhou Cheng..." Her whole body went limp from being sucked in, as if her bones had been pulled out, and she couldn't muster any strength to push him away. She was held softly in his arms.
"Let go right now."
Her voice was soft and delicate, with a tremor at the end.
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