Chapter 140 Sharing the Bed
After hearing what the housekeeper said, Shi Yin vaguely guessed that Han Zhan was asking Buddha to bless their marriage to last.
He doesn't believe in gods or Buddhas.
But he walked all the steps of Nanshan.
Ask for this marriage talisman.
Shi Yin, who had been with Han Zhan for so many days, was already accustomed to his stubbornness. She didn't try to expose his excuses, but nodded and said, "I will put the amulet for peace and the marriage amulet that Uncle Han asked for under my pillow. I sleep with them every night, hoping that the gods will bless me."
Shi Yin walked to the bed and carefully put the two talismans into her bag.
I caught a glimpse of the objects around me.
There was a new pair of men's slippers under the bed, and an extra cup on the coffee table. During dinner, she suggested sleeping with him, and the young chefs arranged things quite quickly.
Shi Yin took out a set of long-sleeved pajamas from the wooden wardrobe, casually tied up her long hair, and said to the person standing by the door: "Han Zhan, I'm going to take a shower."
"OK."
"If you're tired, go to sleep first. You don't have to wait for me."
"knew."
Han Zhan responded.
Watching the woman disappear at the bathroom door.
Soon, the sound of dripping water could be heard. Her slender figure was illuminated by the white light on the frosted glass wall. Han Zhan tugged at his collar and walked to the bedside to sit down.
He changed into the men's slippers.
He took another sip of water from the newly added couple's cup.
Return to the bed.
He looked up at Shi Yin, who was still showering, then lowered his head and looked at himself. He had washed up when he went up the mountain, and then had dinner. Would he be covered in dust? Would he have smelled like food and become smelly?
He sniffed a few times.
Not fragrant.
It's not as fragrant as the mattress that Shi Yin slept on briefly.
…
Shi Yin came out of the bathroom ten minutes later.
Han Zhan didn't sleep.
He said he was going to wash up again.
The bathroom light was on when he entered the room. He had already washed his face and brushed his teeth, and had also taken a shower and changed into new clothes. Why was he going to take a shower now?
Shi Yin didn't understand.
But she still nodded and agreed with him.
Hearing the bathroom door close, Shi Yin walked to the bed, took out two special-effect pills from her bag, and put them in the bedside drawer for emergency use. She straightened her sleeves, trying to cover them as much as possible.
The clock on the wall ticked away one tick after another.
Shi Yin stood by the window, watching the moon, then returned to her chair and sat down, then threw back the covers and lay down on the bed. Almost an hour had passed, and the sound of water running in the bathroom hadn't stopped.
He hasn't finished washing yet.
If I wash it again, my skin will peel off, right?
Shi Yin was a little worried, so she sat up straight and tilted her head to look over there. She wanted to call him, but she saw his moving figure reflected in the frosted glass, still alive.
Do men shower so much slower than women?
Shi Yin didn't understand.
But respect.
She looked away, pulled out her phone, and opened a video app to play the Stephen Chow comedy she hadn't finished watching. The sandalwood incense on the table rose slowly, having a calming effect on her mind. After watching for a while, she felt a little sleepy.
at the same time.
In the bathroom.
Han Zhan, who had brushed his teeth three times and washed his face countless times, stood in front of a full-length mirror and tried various ways of wearing his robe, such as wearing it sideways, wearing it straight, and wearing it with the collar open. Finally, he chose to leave the collar slightly open, revealing some of his skin. This way, it would not look very deliberate, but it would make him look in good shape.
He walked to the mirror.
I looked at it several times, admiring this perfect appearance that was given by God.
The hair is wrong.
Some of them are too warped.
He raised his hand and fiddled with it a few times, only to turn off the light and leave the bathroom when he was satisfied. The room was silent, illuminated only by two floor lamps. There was a small bulge on the side of the big bed. When he walked closer, he saw that it was Shi Yin, who had closed her eyes and fallen asleep.
She fell asleep.
Is it true that she fell asleep?
Han Zhan stood there, petrified, for a few seconds. He placed his hands on his hips and took several deep breaths to calm himself. He took another step, slow and gentle. He moved to the edge of the bed, making as little noise as possible. He slowly lifted a corner of the quilt, peeling it back a little at a time, and holding his breath, he lay down.
There was a distance of about ten centimeters between the two pillows.
He didn't dare get close.
Afraid of making any noise and waking her up.
Han Zhan lay flat on his back, sulking for a while. Then he tilted his head, his eyes taking in Shi Yin's sleeping face, and his mood instantly brightened up, like a deflated balloon.
He carefully turned over and lay on his side facing her.
She is so good.
Sleep peacefully.
Her breathing was soft, her eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, one hand resting under her face, the other on the pillow, even the tiny strands of hair hanging down in front of her forehead looked adorable.
Han Zhan stretched out his hand.
He gently stroked her fair forehead.
She wasn't sleeping very deeply, and when his warm fingertips touched her, Shi Yin frowned. She had just been dragged into a dream of nothingness, on the eve of falling into the abyss of nightmare, when she woke up.
No cold sweat.
There was no piercing pain all over my body.
When I opened my eyes, I saw only that handsome face so close to me.
Shi Yin shifted her stiff limbs, her slightly blurry gaze fixed on the man's features. Her hazy consciousness instinctively moved a few inches closer to him. Since they were both lying on their sides, facing each other, she easily slipped into his embrace. She curled up, her fingers clenching the blankets beneath her, and called out to him, "...Han Zhan, I had a nightmare."
Her active approach came suddenly.
His voice was very soft when he spoke.
Floating.
Before he could react, his body and brain were quick to react, triggering a protective desire. He subconsciously reached out and held her shoulders, his well-muscled arms hanging across her narrow back.
Han Zhan lowered his eyes.
She closed her eyes.
It seems like I’m awake, but also like I’m asleep again.
She curled up like a little hedgehog whose thorns had been pulled out and who was in so much pain that it could only hide in a corner and lick its wound. Just a few glances at her made him feel pain in his heart.
Han Zhan raised his hand tentatively and patted her back lightly.
Coax her to sleep like the housekeeper did to him when he was a child.
"Wife, dreams are all fake."
"Don't be afraid."
"The evil spirits in your dreams can't catch you, and even if they do, I'm still here for you."
"I'm the best at catching ghosts."
"It only takes a few minutes."
"If they're caught, we'll build a factory and force them to work non-stop, tiring them out so much that they can't even die. Word will spread in the ghost world that they're not allowed to scare Shi Yin, not even in her dreams. If you're caught by Han Zhan, you'll have to work."
The person in his arms moved his shoulders slightly.
She was amused by him.
Shi Yin raised her eyes and saw Han Zhan's well-defined face in the dim light from the bedside. The quiet night flowed silently for a few minutes. She said, "Han Zhan, what if the person I dreamed of was you?"
"Am I a good character or a bad character in my dream?"
"Bad."
"How bad?"
"Kick me off a cliff."
"That's too bad! I hold my wife in my hands for fear of dropping her, and hold her in my mouth for fear of melting her, and that bad Zhan actually dared to kick her off the cliff! Wife, promise me that next time you dream, bring me, the good Zhan, into the dream, and I will help you deal with him."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
