"What are you standing there for? Why don't you get in bed? Are you cold?"
"Oh." Jiang Shuwei shrank her neck, obediently lifted the quilt and slid in.
Wow, the moment Jiang Shuwei lay down, she hugged the quilt and rubbed herself comfortably.
It's so comfortable. Although it's new bedding, it doesn't have any strange smell. Instead, it has a faint orchid scent.
The bedding is soft and warm.
Just as I was feeling comfortable, a warm body suddenly came up from behind me, and a big hand reached around my waist.
Jiang Shuwei was so frightened that her eyes widened and her body stiffened, not daring to move.
Oh my God, what is Fu Jiusi doing?
Just as she was about to speak in anger and shame, she heard a hot breath in her ears, and a faint smell of alcohol whispered:
"Weiwei, don't move. I'm not doing anything. I'm a little hot, so I need you to cool me down."
What? Using yourself to cool down?
Jiang Shuwei's cheeks flushed red, and she reached out to pull away the big hand on her waist.
"Let go of me now. If you want to cool down, go take a shower. Why are you holding me?"
Fu Jiusi's forehead was already sweating; he seemed to have overestimated his own willpower.
He moved his butt back somewhat awkwardly, but the slender body in his arms kept twisting.
"Weiwei, don't blame me if you make a move again."
As he said this, he completely let go of his evil thoughts, stopped retreating and instead moved closer.
Jiang Shuwei calmed down instantly, and all her senses focused on the area behind her.
"Fu Jiusi, you, you bastard! Didn't we agree that this was just a show?"
Fu Jiusi frowned upon hearing this, his ears reddened as he panted and bit her ear:
"Who told you that?"
Who said that?
Jiang Shuwei's messy brain tried hard to recall, but after thinking for a long time, she found that no one seemed to have said this to her.
"But, but you're not interested in women, are you? You're lying."
Fu Jiusi was a little confused when he heard her tone. He half-raised himself and used his arms to force her to turn over and face him.
He reached out and pressed the quilt for her, then looked into her eyes seriously and asked:
"Who told you I'm not interested in women? Is being chaste a sign of a physical problem? Is being promiscuous normal?"
Jiang Shuwei was speechless when asked, uh...it seemed like what he said was right.
"Weiwei, there's one more thing I must tell you. Unless I, Fu Jiusi, give my approval, no one can be my wife."
Jiang Shuwei: ...and then? What does he mean?
Fu Jiusi waited for a few moments with red ears, but his young wife did not respond at all. Then he suddenly remembered what his father-in-law had reminded him.
[Jiusi, Weiwei is simple-minded and doesn't like those twists and turns. From now on, when you two are together, you must speak openly, otherwise it will be easy for misunderstandings to occur.]
Looking at the confused young wife in front of him, the throbbing in his body inexplicably subsided.
He leaned over and held her in his arms, smiled bitterly, and patted her back and coaxed her:
"No, I'm tired after a day, go to sleep, you're still young, I won't touch you."
"Oh, good night then."
Jiang Shuwei trusted Fu Jiusi's words unconditionally, and the unhappiness in her heart disappeared in an instant.
After a hard day, she was indeed tired. She yawned, curled up in the quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
With a warm stove beside her, Jiang Shuwei fell asleep quickly without a care in the world.
After falling asleep, his hands and feet instinctively climbed up to the heat source around him and wrapped Fu Jiusi tightly.
You reap what you sow.
Looking at Xinjianjian who was sleeping soundly in the quilt, Fu Jiusi smiled bitterly and gently kissed the palm of her hand, then covered her with the quilt and opened his eyes to count the stars.
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