Chapter 25

“Qianlin fell asleep?”

“Asleep!” Ning He nodded, walked out of Qianlin’s room and gently closed the door.

Ning He returned to the room, and He Shaochuan came in after her and closed the door.

Ning He had her back to him and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: “It’s late, shall we go to bed too?”

“Yeah,” He Shaochuan responded.

The next second, Ning He turned off the light.

Suddenly the whole room was pitch black. He Shaochuan couldn’t see anyone and could only hear a rustling sound.

It sounded like someone taking off clothes. After a while, the bed creaked and Ning He lifted the quilt and got in.

He Shaochuan also quickly took off his coat and trousers, lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down.

As soon as my back touched the bed, I felt a cool and soft sensation on my sturdy arms.

He Shaochuan’s whole body was tense and he didn’t move.

Perhaps because he didn’t move, the hand became even more violent.

From the biceps of the arm up, along the protruding Adam’s apple down, the slender fingertips rested on the man’s pectoral muscles, and the fingers made circles.

Although Ning He has never experienced actual combat, he has a lot of experience in watching battles.

It is said that men are also very sensitive here.

When Ning He first watched the fight, he thought the reactions in those action movies were all fake.

But when she really tried it herself, her eyes suddenly widened.

I felt my fingertips being lifted up, and it turned out to be real.

Her mouth was dry, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, her restless hand continued to move down. When it touched the man’s eight-pack abs, Ning He couldn’t help but touch it several times.

If you don’t touch it now, when will you?

But after she touched it a few times, her hand was wrapped by a big, broad and warm hand.

The hand pressed down on the back of her hand, preventing her from taking any excessive action.

The man’s hoarse voice rang out in the dark room: “Go to sleep!”

Ning He also suddenly felt deflated because of He Shaochuan’s words, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe.

The person next to him suddenly became quiet. He Shaochuan vaguely felt that something was wrong. He turned his head and tried to look at the person next to him in the dim environment.

Ning He stared at the ceiling, not knowing what she was thinking. She wanted to pull her hand away.

But the man seemed to sense her movement to pull away, so he increased his strength to prevent her from leaving.

“Can’t sleep?” He Shaochuan thought about it for a long time before asking.

He Shaochuan is a man, how could he not understand the meaning of Ning He’s actions.

It’s just that their first time left an indelible shadow on each other.

He Shaochuan still remembers Ning He’s resentful and sarcastic look, saying that he was not gentle at all, like a reckless man who only cared about his own pleasure.

She even said that he was not as good as her ex-fiancé, and she spent the whole night belittling herself and saying good things about her ex-fiancé.

What is polite, gentle-looking, elegantly spoken and well-mannered.

He Shaochuan felt like there was something stuck in his throat just thinking about it.

Ning He’s mind was in a mess.

Even Sister Zhao Lan said that she had a good figure and any man would want to die on her.

But He Shaochuan remained unmoved.

What does this mean? Doesn’t it mean that He Shaochuan is not interested in me?

This is the male protagonist. He Shaochuan must know that the female protagonist will come here to find him, so is he keeping his chastity for the female protagonist?

Ning He could only think this way to explain He Shaochuan’s unmoved attitude.

Her voice was muffled, without a trace of emotion: “I’m sleepy, let’s go to sleep!”

Ning He used all her strength to pull her hand out, then turned her back to He Shaochuan and huddled herself on the edge of the bed.

There was a huge gap between the two of them, like the boundary between Chu and Han, a chasm that was difficult to cross.

He Shaochuan looked at the back that was as high as a hill and fell into deep thought.

Was it his stopping that caused Ning He to misunderstand?

He Shaochuan was afraid of hurting her again and cooling down their newly improved relationship.

But looking at Ning He’s distant behavior, he knew that if he didn’t make amends, he would only push Ning He further away.

They are husband and wife and are going to spend their whole lives together.

Regardless of gender, as long as one is a human being, they will have needs. As a husband, when his wife has needs, he has the obligation to help solve them.

After a long ideological struggle in his heart, He Shaochuan cleared his throat, and with his strong arms crossed the boundary between Chu and Han and got into the quilt.

When Ning He was trying hard to fall asleep, she suddenly felt something passing across her back, causing a tingling sensation.

Her back stiffened completely, and she felt the strong hand moving down her spine.

Ning He turned over and faced He Shaochuan. Her pair of dark, watery eyes blinked in the darkness as she stared at him.

“What are you doing?” Ning He asked.

He Shaochuan breathed heavily and his voice was hoarse: “I won’t do anything until you are ready. If you really want, I can help you.”

Ning He was confused. Help her? Help her with what?

Before Ning He could ask, the man’s hand dropped.

Ning He was stunned and his mind went blank.

This feeling is even more tormenting than death.

But it’s more refreshing than death!

This was the first time that Ning He experienced this feeling of wanting to live or die.

The woman’s slender fingertips pinched the man’s arm tightly, and she gasped.

His voice was hoarse: “Gently, gently.”

The sound of water sounded in an orderly manner in the dim room. Ning He’s ears felt hot. She closed her eyes tightly, not daring to listen any more.

Until the last moment, Ning He collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath, without any strength left.

The man next to her was extremely quiet, and the only sound that could be heard in the entire room was Ning He’s faint breathing.

She felt like she had died and come back to life.

As expected of the male lead, he’s really good!

Ning He took a while to calm down and finally felt a little normal. She heard a rustling sound beside her, looked up and saw a black figure standing up.

“Where are you going?” The woman’s voice was still hoarse.

“Get you a basin of water to wash.”

Ning He’s complexion, which had just returned to normal, blushed again.

He Shaochuan quickly brought in a basin of warm water, put it down and quickly went out again.

Ning He didn’t know what she was doing outside. She only knew that when she washed herself and lay back on the bed, He Shaochuan had not come back yet.

After going through such a strenuous and exhausting task, Ning He soon fell into drowsiness.

When she was half asleep, she felt herself being pulled into a cool embrace.

Summer nights are already hot, and Ning He wished he could hang himself on a refrigerator.

It was a good night’s sleep. As expected, Ning He went to bed late.

She was awakened by Qianlin. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Qianlin had changed his clothes and was standing in front of her bed, calling her to get up.

“Mom, hurry up, Dad has already prepared breakfast!”

Ning He sat up suddenly, and the memories of last night instantly replayed in his mind.

With her cheeks burning, Ning He cleared her throat and asked Qian Lin in a low voice, “Is your father still out there?”