Chapter 30: Sharing a Bed and Feeling Hot

Pei Yuning looked at the big bed in the bedroom. It was normal for a legal couple to sleep in the same bed.

Well, that's normal.

With a prepared mind, Pei Yuning walked into the bathroom.

When I came out again, it was already past ten o'clock and Shang Yanci had not come up yet. I guess the second game was not finished yet.

Pei Yuning found a book, leaned back on the pillow, and slowly flipped through it.

It was almost eleven o'clock. Pei Yuning felt sleepy from reading a book. He closed the book and put it on the bedside table.

There was a gentle knock on the bedroom door, followed by Shang Yanci's voice: "Madam."

Pei Yuning glanced at the door, then took the book back and looked through it: "Come in."

Shang Yanci walked in with a glass of milk in his hand and put it on Pei Yuning's bedside table: "There is no vanilla pod in the kitchen. I will make you some vanilla milk when I return to Wentang Palace."

Pei Yuning's eyes moved from the book to his face: "Okay."

Shang Yanci raised his hand and pointed to the sofa beside him: "I will sleep there tonight, madam, don't worry."

Pei Yuning: "...I'm not nervous."

Shang Yanci chuckled and gently reminded, "You hold the book upside down."

Pei Yuning pretended to be calm and held the book straight.

Shang Yanci: "It's a little late playing chess with grandpa. I will wash up as soon as possible and let you turn off the lights and rest."

Pei Yuning: "No, just take your time. There are toiletries prepared in the bathroom."

"Yeah." Shang Yanci turned around, did not take the toiletries he brought from his bag, only took a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Pei Yuning looked at the obscure foreign language book in front of him. The sound of running water in the bathroom continued to enter his ears, irritating his nerves.

In less than ten minutes, Shang Yanci finished his shower and blew his hair dry. He looked at the untouched bottle of milk on the bedside table and reminded her, "Madam, it's time to drink some milk."

"Yeah." Pei Yuning closed the book, picked up the milk, drank it sip by sip, and then went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

When he came out, Shang Yanci sat on the sofa and asked, "Madam, where is the quilt?"

Pei Yuning pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly: "The sofa is too small and you are too tall, so you may not sleep comfortably. My bed is big, so we can sleep together, one on each side."

The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became. Pei Yuning felt that the atmosphere at the moment was indescribably subtle. She did not dare to apply what Song Qingyi had taught her and some of the experiences she had read online to Shang Yanci at the moment.

Shang Yanci seemed not to have heard clearly what she said next and just said "hmm" with a questioning tone.

Pei Yuning: "...You sleep on the other side of the bed. I can't abuse you by making you sleep on the sofa."

Well, that makes it more normal, I think.

Shang Yanci: "No, I can just sleep on the sofa."

Pei Yuning looked at the cat bed of Auntie, and an idea struck him. He shook his head and said, "No, Auntie will climb on the sofa at night. If you sleep on it, it will step on you and wake you up. Auntie has a strong sense of territory."

"I see." Shang Yanci stood up slowly, "Thank you, Madam, for giving me half of the bed. I sleep well and won't cross the line."

"Yeah." Pei Yuning walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.

Shang Yanci sat on the bed, turned off the light and lay down.

The bedroom fell into darkness. Pei Yuning had never expected that the first time she and Shang Yanci slept together would be on her own bed instead of the wedding bed in Wen Tang Palace.

Two people, two pillows, a big bed, and a quilt.

There is a clear dividing line in the middle, which looks very much like the 38th parallel drawn between elementary school students' deskmates.

After Shang Yanci lay down, he stopped talking and moving, as if he was asleep.

Pei Yuning waited for a while, then turned over carefully and turned his back to Shang Yanci.

Although they were separated by a distance, she could feel the temperature from Shang Yanci's body coming to her exactly, and it was very hot.

After adapting for a while, Pei Yuning fell asleep while counting Shang Yanci's steady and orderly breathing.

It was late at night and Pei Yuning felt very hot. Sweat ran from behind her ears to her neck. She opened her eyes drowsily.

Shang Yanci half-raised his arms and placed them over her.

The two looked at each other in the dark for a few seconds. Shang Yanci lowered his head, and his warm lips and tongue held her earlobe, licking and biting it gently. His deep voice was sexy and elegant: "Awake?"

Pei Yuning couldn't believe it: "A Yan?"

Shang Yanci buckled her slender white wrist, led her, touched his exposed abdominal muscles, and asked softly: "Who has a better figure, me or those male models, and will satisfy Madam more?"

The touch under his fingertips was very good. Pei Yuning's brain circuit was a little confused at the moment: "So, you didn't forget to put on your shirt that morning, but you really seduced me?"

Shang Yanci stretched out a slender finger, lifted up one shoulder strap of her nightgown in a slow and ambiguous way, and asked with a low smile: "So, did you hook her?"

Pei Yuning was silent for a moment.

"Why don't you answer?" Shang Yanci bit her heart punishingly, and then followed with a series of delicate kisses.

Pei Yuning shuddered: "What do you want to do?"

Shang Yanci held her legs and looked up at her: "Why are you shy? Madam, don't you like it very much?"

"...No." A soft gasp escaped from Pei Yuning's lips.

The aftertaste is lingering and the touch is burning.

A white light flashed, Pei Yuning opened her eyes, and what she saw was Shang Yanci's dark blue nightgown. Her head rested on his chest muscle, and she could hear his steady, strong heartbeat.

Shang Yanci put one hand behind her neck, holding her shoulders, and clasped his other hand around her waist, restraining her while she slept in a very possessive manner.

His fingertips were burning and his body was hot, as if he had a fever.

Although Shang Yanci was holding her now, they both slept on Shang Yanci's side of the bed. Pei Yuning was not sure if it was because she turned over and squeezed him last night, so that Shang Yanci was now holding her with both hands to prevent her from moving.

She wanted to get out of Shang Yanci's arms, but she didn't know how. She was worried that if she moved too much, it would wake him up, so she moved slightly a few times and stayed quietly.

Thinking of the scene in the spring dream, Pei Yuning carefully reached out his hand and placed his palm on Shang Yanci's heart.

Feel the beating of your heart, the roundness and softness of the breasts, and the warmth of the chest muscles.

The burning heat reached his lower abdomen, and Pei Yuning reached out to touch it.

Shang Yanci panted softly, "Madam."