"I'd better sleep on the floor."
He stood up from the ground and swayed slightly, "It's cold on the ground, which is not good for a woman's health. You and A-Lin sleep in bed."
As soon as he finished speaking, he staggered two steps in vain, holding on to the pillar beside the bed.
The old pillars made a creaking sound.
Peilin at the corner of the bed smacked his lips and turned over with a groan. Seeing that he was about to wake up, Yinxiao quickly threw down the quilt in his hand and walked quickly to the bed to help him.
"Your fever has just subsided and you are still sick. You sleep on the bed." She said in a strong tone, "Don't be brave. If you try to be brave, I will leave now."
He paused and subconsciously grabbed her hand.
"Okay." The man's throat rolled, "I listen to you, don't leave."
After turning off the lights and going to sleep, Wei Cheng listened to the breathing sounds of one large and one small on the left and right sides. The woman's breathing was clear and even, as if she was asleep.
He couldn't sleep. It felt like there was a fire burning all over his body. The burning made him feel uncomfortable. He wanted to pour a bucket of cold water on him to calm down the fire. He couldn't help but turn over and over, but he didn't dare to move too much. He could only turn over carefully on the narrow and cramped bed.
The bed board is made of several pieces of old wood put together. When the person on the bed moves, the bed board creaks.
He stiffened and did not dare to move anymore. He listened carefully to the movements of the people on the ground beside the bed, but it seemed that he did not wake her up.
When he thought of the woman he had longed for and coveted day and night lying on the ground next to him, and that all his strengths were useless, he couldn't help but feel his teeth itching with hatred.
Naturally, he didn't dare to hate that cruel and heartless woman.
The only thing I hate is that this place is too shabby, and there are two troublesome old people sleeping next door.
When this woman goes out, she becomes more and more particular.
If it were in his territory, no matter what, he could get rid of the person first through hard work.
He opened his eyes and stared at the few rays of moonlight leaking in through the window.
The more I think about it, the worse it feels.
A deep sigh disappeared in the air.
Yin Xiao had no time to care about his thoughts. She was already too sleepy. She didn't want to leave at this time. She wanted to get some sleep first.
As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell unconscious.
The night was still a bit cold, and there was a man with ulterior motives sleeping next to her. If he hadn't been seriously ill, she would have wanted to sleep outside.
So when he went to sleep, he didn't forget to wrap himself up tightly with the quilt, even his neck.
When she slept until midnight, she felt something making a soft rustling sound and moving around.
After being woken up, I was stunned for a moment, and then my scalp became numb.
The house I rented in Anyi was also so narrow and crude. It was also infested with rats. At night, I could hear the sound of rats climbing up the cabinets and chewing on the wood.
At first she didn't know what the sound was, until she was woken up by such a sound one night. She lit a lamp and took a look. She saw a big mouse with black fur and a long tail as big as a kitten, with its front legs raised like a human's. He got up and stood on the pillar at the head of the bed and stared at her with big eyes.
Before dawn the next day, she bought rat poison and sprinkled it all over the house.
Now hearing such a sound in the middle of the night, she took a deep breath and quietly pinched the clothes folded aside.
The sound was getting closer.
Goosebumps ran all the way up her back. She couldn't help it anymore, grabbed her clothes and threw them back.
"It's me." The man's deep voice rang in her ears. A warm and strong hand grabbed her arm, took out the clothes in her hand, and put them on the table beside her.
"What's wrong?" He was still squeezing her arm. He noticed that her arm was slightly cold and her hairs were standing on end. He knelt down with her body on the floor and looked at the lingering emotion in her eyes under the moonlight. alert.
"Are you having a nightmare?" His voice was low, as if it was ringing close to her eardrums, and his hot breath sprayed evenly on her forehead, calming her down a little.
"No, I thought it was a mouse." She relaxed and touched his shoulder, where there was an injury.
"Didn't it hurt you?"
Of course not, if it could hurt him, he would have died a hundred times over.
"Fortunately, I bumped into it a little bit just now, but it's okay."
She bit her lip: "I'm sorry."
"Go to bed. I didn't get a good rest tonight. I'm afraid the fever will start again tomorrow."
Hearing her urging him to go to bed, the man pursed his lips and suddenly said: "I can't sleep in bed."
"What's wrong?"
He lowered his eyes: "Alin wet the bed and got wet. I moved her aside. There is no room for me to sleep. How about I squeeze in with you?"
She sat up.
The bed was really wet. She reached out to touch the child's buttocks. The diaper was dry, but there was a pile of wet diapers beside it. He should have changed it just now.
Sure enough, sleeping with children is a waste to adults and makes them unable to sleep well.
She sighed: "Then you sleep with me."
He was still sick, so he naturally needed to be covered with a quilt.
The quilt on the original bed was wet for some reason. She pulled a corner of the quilt on her body and covered his chest. Under the quilt, there was a distance of about ten inches between the two of them. The woman deliberately avoided suspicion.
He moved to the warm body next to him without leaving a trace.
The woman turned over as if nothing had happened, moving further away from him.
He gritted his teeth, simply stretched out his hand and put it on her soft waist.
He didn't move again, as if he was testing.
Yin Xiao paused and didn't move anymore. His breathing became even, as if he was asleep.
Pretending to sleep again.
He sneered in his heart and leaned closer to the warm and fragrant nephrite next to him.
He leaned close to the back of her neck, smelling the warm fragrance on the woman's skin.
The heart and soul are stirred.
He was almost pressed against her back, his breath hitting the crook of her neck and whispering hoarsely on the side of her face.
"Yinxiao, are you asleep?"
No one responded to him.
He persisted: "I can't sleep."
"So hot."
The hand on her waist slowly moved upward along the woman's graceful curves, and stopped on her round shoulders. The summer fabric was as thin as cicada wings, and under the palm of the hand was the woman's soft body skin, which was filled with weak heat. , filling up his empty heart bit by bit.
"Are you hot?" He licked his lips.
Yin Xiao was teased so much that his neck was sweating. He couldn't help it anymore and stiffly said, "It's not hot. If you stay away from me, it won't be hot anymore."
"You're all sweaty."
He lifted a corner of her collar, and his slightly rough fingertips touched her collarbone, stimulating a strange numbness.
