She patted her chest lightly: "That scared me to death, I'm terrified of ghosts."
Nanzhi glanced outside; although it was almost dawn, she was still feeling a bit drowsy.
She turned on the desk lamp and searched everywhere for any trace of the ghost. Although she didn't see anything, she still felt uneasy.
As she searched, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
She remembered that she should be taking a bath, so when did she climb into bed?
When did she put on her pajamas?
And why does her mouth seem to hurt a little?
When Nanzhi looked in the dressing mirror, she was shocked to see that her lips were swollen!
Oh my god!
"Aaaaaaah, a ghost!"
Nanzhi shouted and rushed out the door.
She practically kicked open the door to Jiang Qingyan's bedroom.
As soon as she opened the door, she desperately tried to squeeze inside. Soon, she jumped onto Jiang Qingyan's bed, hugged him like a koala, and trembled.
"Jiang Qingyan, there's a ghost in my house."
Jiang Qingyan was clearly startled by her appearance. He turned on the desk lamp, his face was a little pale, but he still asked her gently.
"What's wrong?"
Nanzhi gripped his waist tightly: "There's a ghost in my room. I just dreamt that I was being paralyzed by a ghost."
Sleep paralysis...
Jiang Qingyan's eyes darkened for a moment as he gently patted the girl's shoulder: "I forgot to tell you, someone did die when your room was being renovated."
Nanzhi was so frightened that she hugged him even tighter.
"Why didn't you say so sooner? You scared me to death."
“There had never been any problems before, so I thought it was nothing to worry about.”
The more Jiang Qingyan spoke, the more frightened Nan Zhi became, and she coiled around him like a snake.
"Waaah, Jiang Qingyan, I'm so scared, will he come?"
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Jiang Qingyan patted her back gently. "If he comes over, I'll help you chase him away."
"Jiang Qingyan, you are so kind."
She was probably terrified; her voice was trembling with sobs. She huddled in his arms, her whole body still shaking, her eyes tightly shut, not daring to look anywhere.
So she didn't even notice that her leg was on top of his leg, and very close to it.
Jiang Qingyan's body stiffened, and his breathing became heavy.
He looked down at her, but the one who started it all had no idea what she had done and had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep again.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were still somewhat uneasy.
He watched her quietly for a while, and after confirming that she was fast asleep, his hand involuntarily rose and slowly rested on her waist.
He casually stroked it.
Even through a layer of fabric, you can still feel the delicate softness of her skin, making it irresistible to touch.
A faint smile curved his lips, as gentle as a spring breeze in March.
So you're afraid of ghosts...
So cute.
He even thought that he would go there every night from now on.
Looks like we don't need to.
When Nanzhi opened her eyes again, it was almost noon.
Jiang Qingyan should have gotten up and left long ago.
But today was a bit unexpected.
Nanzhi looked up and saw his resolute jawline.
She lay in his arms, her hands still tightly wrapped around his waist.
She still felt lingering fear when she thought about last night.
However, looking at the man in front of me, my fear seemed to lessen considerably.
Nanzhi let go of his hand, trying to pull it back from his waist, but suddenly touched something and froze.
Nan Zhi glanced at Jiang Qingyan, who was still fast asleep. She quietly lifted the covers and looked at Jiang Qingyan's pajamas. Suddenly, a bold idea popped into her head.
She glanced at Jiang Qingyan again to make sure he was still asleep. She rubbed her hands together and stealthily lifted Jiang Qingyan's pajamas.
Wow, abs.
She said she had just touched something.
Oh, it's abs.
Jiang Qingyan looks quite thin, but I didn't expect him to have abs.
And it's eight pieces.
This is really bad.
She swallowed hard, stole another glance at Jiang Qingyan, and then carefully poked his abs.
Hehe, it feels so nice to touch.
She poked at the pieces one by one, and when she got to the top, something occurred to her, and her thieving courage returned.
She lifted the person's shirt all the way up, and sure enough, she saw what she wanted to see.
Pectoral muscles.
ヾ(≧O≦)〃嗷~
I can't stand it, I can't stand it.
How come this man has such a great physique?
What puzzled her was that the original owner didn't seem to have any image of his physique in her mind.
That shouldn't be the case, didn't we already sleep there?
Never mind.
He's her husband now, so she should be able to see if there's any problem.
Well, touching it isn't illegal, is it?
Adhering to the principle that they were a legally married couple, she touched it again and again with great affection.
After touching the chest muscles, touch the abs; after touching the abs, touch the chest muscles.
Tsk tsk, muscle complex muscle.
A girl's happiness is so simple.
(●'?'●)
Nan Zhi touched him for a while and felt Jiang Qingyan move, as if he was about to wake up. She was so frightened that she quickly put his clothes down.
I covered myself with the blanket, turned my back, closed my eyes, and pretended to be asleep.
Jiang Qing opened her eyes, which were not sleepy at all, but excessively clear.
He glanced at the girl whose back was to him, a seductive smile curving his thin lips.
But when his gaze fell upon his lower body, a slight redness rose in the corner of his eye.
I originally wanted her to touch me a little longer, but... I couldn't control myself anymore.
Nanzhi closed her eyes, but listened intently to the sounds behind her.
She heard Jiang Qingyan lift the covers, get up, sit in his wheelchair, and go to the bathroom.
Nan Zhi got out of bed after seeing that the person had gone to the bathroom. She savored the wonderful touch from before and smiled mischievously.
It feels so nice to touch, I love it so much, what should I do?
Sang Yu was engrossed in the moment for a while before going to wash up. After washing up, she sat on a chair outside and waited for Jiang Qingyan to come out.
Her cosmetics and clothes were moved over yesterday, and now she wants to change, but she's too scared to go over there.
Jiang Qingyan lingered inside for what seemed like an eternity before finally emerging.
Hearing the door open, Nan Zhi quickly got up: "Jiang Qingyan, why are you taking a shower so early in the morning?"
Jiang Qingyan dried his hair with a towel, his expression showing no unusual reaction: "I'm used to taking a shower in the morning."
"Oh." Jiang Qingyan used to get up very early, and Nanzhi didn't know if he had washed up or not.
She looked at Jiang Qingyan, who was only wrapped in a bathrobe with a V-neck, exposing large areas of his pale skin to the air.
Nanzhi saw his long, slender neck, the distinct curve of his neck, his sensual collarbone, and the faint outline beneath it...
A drop of water dripped from his wet hair, down his face, and into his bathrobe, rolling away to who knows where.
Nan Zhi felt a sudden burning sensation on her face as she watched this scene.
She turned around, her tone a little stiff: "Jiang Qingyan, could you please have someone go and get my cosmetics and clothes for me later?"
"sure."
"Then you'd better get dressed quickly, don't... don't get cold."
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