After Transmigrating Into a Book, the Male Side Character Begged to Sleep in My Arms Every Night
After Transmigrating Into a Book, the Male Side Character Begged to Sleep in My Arms Every Night Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Do You Like the Old Qiao Yanyan or the Current One?

“Stop right there!” As soon as Qiao Yanyan entered the bedroom, she saw Fu Shiyuan walking toward her in a loosely tied bathrobe.

Fu Shiyuan obediently stopped in place. “What is it, Wife?”

“Hurry up and put on your pajamas. Aren’t you cold walking around half-naked?” Qiao Yanyan stole a few glances at Fu Shiyuan. His body was really something else—definitely not inferior to the male models on TV, maybe even better.

Fu Shiyuan chuckled. “Okay, I’ll listen to you, Wife.”

Qiao Yanyan quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out, Fu Shiyuan was already on the bed, tightly wrapped in the blanket with only his head exposed. His eyes curved in a smile as he stared at her.

“Wife, come to bed.” Fu Shiyuan said, reaching out a hand.

Qiao Yanyan slowly walked over and sat down at the edge of the bed after lifting a corner of the blanket. All of a sudden, Fu Shiyuan moved closer and wrapped his arms around her waist!

Qiao Yanyan was startled. “What are you doing?”

“I want to hug Wife.”

“Alright, you’ve hugged me. Let go now—it’s time to sleep.”

“I’m not letting go. I want to sleep holding you tonight.”

“If you hold me while sleeping, I won’t be able to sleep.” Qiao Yanyan reached into the blanket to push him away, but accidentally touched his smooth, bare body. It felt pretty nice. Her hand slipped down a little further—and damn it, Fu Shiyuan wasn’t wearing anything at all!

As Qiao Yanyan touched his body, Fu Shiyuan let out a muffled groan, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly.

Qiao Yanyan immediately pulled her hand back, glaring at him with frustration and embarrassment. “Fu Shiyuan, you’re still not wearing pajamas?”

Fu Shiyuan nodded. “Mm.”

“Hurry up and put them on…”

Fu Shiyuan sat up. The blanket slipped down, revealing his entire physique.

And Qiao Yanyan saw everything—Fu Shiyuan was completely naked…

Terrified, Qiao Yanyan jumped off the bed and turned her back to him. “Fu Shiyuan, what are you doing? Put on your clothes!”

Instead, Fu Shiyuan got out of bed and hugged her from behind. Her petite frame was completely enveloped in his arms.

Goosebumps covered Qiao Yanyan’s skin—Fu Shiyuan wasn’t wearing anything! Not a single piece of clothing!

“Wife, I want to kiss you.” As he spoke, Fu Shiyuan planted a kiss on her cheek.

Help! This was the first time a man had ever kissed Qiao Yanyan!

She struggled out of his embrace. Just as she was about to explode with anger, she caught sight of his naked body and immediately fled to the bathroom. Fu Shiyuan followed behind her, asking: “Wife, what’s wrong? Wife!”

Sitting on the toilet, Qiao Yanyan shouted: “Fu Shiyuan, you pervert! Put on your clothes! Otherwise, I’m not coming out tonight!”

“Wife, I’ll go put them on right now. Don’t stay in there. I’ll go put them on now.”

Fu Shiyuan was genuinely confused. Didn’t his mom say that Wife liked it when he didn’t wear clothes? Why did Wife seem so disgusted?

After putting on his pajamas, he went to knock on the door. “Wife, I’ve got my pajamas on now. Come out, okay?”

“Did you really put them on? Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m not lying to you.”

Only then did Qiao Yanyan slowly open the door. Sure enough, Fu Shiyuan had his pajamas on. But it looked like he had dressed too quickly—his clothes were disheveled, and his pants were only half-tucked in.

Thinking about Fu Shiyuan being naked just now, her face instantly turned red. His body really was quite… good. Very good.

Ahem! Qiao Yanyan, stop thinking nonsense!

Fu Shiyuan pulled Qiao Yanyan onto the bed by the hand. Qiao Yanyan immediately questioned him: “Who told you to sleep naked?”

Fu Shiyuan answered honestly: “My mom. She said you’d like it if I slept naked and hugged you to sleep, and also kissed you. I didn’t get to kiss your lips just now, Wife. Can I kiss your lips now?”

“Absolutely not!”

“Oh. But Mom also said that when you say you don’t like something, you actually do.”

“I really don’t like it.”

Looking at her expression, maybe she really didn’t like it.

After they lay down, Fu Shiyuan stayed very close to her. He reached out and touched her head, and Qiao Yanyan shuddered. “Don’t touch me.”

Fu Shiyuan immediately withdrew his hand.

“Wife, why don’t you let me touch you anymore?”

Qiao Yanyan turned her back to him and gently touched her left cheek where Fu Shiyuan had just kissed her.

In the real world, she had never been in a romantic relationship. Although many people had pursued her and confessed their feelings, she had turned them all down. She didn’t have the time for love, nor any interest in it. All she wanted was to make money.

She had made the money—owned a house and a car, graduated from university—but a single car accident had wiped everything back to zero.

What was all that struggle for, really? When a person dies, nothing remains.

She started feeling heartache again over the house and car she had bought, and the ¥12,810 left in her WeChat wallet.

“Wife, why are you ignoring me?” came Fu Shiyuan’s pitiful voice from behind her.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have listened to his mom. Now his Wife wouldn’t even look at him.

Qiao Yanyan turned her head to face him, and their eyes met.

She told him seriously: “From now on, wear clothes to bed.”

Fu Shiyuan nodded. “Got it.”

“Also, don’t tell anyone about what happened tonight—not even your mom. If she asks, you’re not allowed to say anything. Just tell her it’s a secret between husband and wife, understand?”

“Understood.”

Looking at such a cute Fu Shiyuan, she reached out and ruffled his messy hair.

“Wife, are you happy again?”

“Mm, I’m happy when you behave.”

“I’ll always listen to you from now on.”

Then she remembered her WeChat balance. Last night she had played cards all night and seemed to have won quite a bit of money, but it had all gone into Fu Shiyuan’s wallet. She hurriedly opened her own WeChat wallet, and when she looked, she was stunned—there was actually ¥87,010 in it!

And there were also three bank cards!

She didn’t know how much money was in those cards, so she checked them. She didn’t know the payment passwords, but that was fine—as long as she had the phone number verification, she could check. In the end, she discovered that the three cards combined held over ¥300,000. She was rich now. Really rich!

Fu Shiyuan saw her grinning at her phone nonstop and asked: “Wife, what are you smiling about?”

“I’m just really happy. Shiyuan, give me your phone, I want to see how much money is in your WeChat wallet.”

Fu Shiyuan handed her his phone. Qiao Yanyan checked—and his wallet balance was in eight figures!

She froze, then turned to look at the man beside her who was smiling at her. “Fu Shiyuan, you’re really rich!”

Fu Shiyuan chuckled. “Wife, what’s mine is yours. You can buy whatever you want.”

What a touching thing to say.

Qiao Yanyan looked into his eyes seriously and said: “Thank you, Shiyuan, for treating me so well.”

Fu Shiyuan held her hand and smiled. “You don’t need to thank me. Mom said I should treat you really, really well. But even if she didn’t say so, I’d still know to treat you well—because I like you a lot.”

Fu Shiyuan reached out to hug her, and Qiao Yanyan leaned into his arms. Fu Shiyuan gently stroked her back.

It was strange. Lying in Fu Shiyuan’s arms actually gave her a sense of security. She found a feeling of safety in him.

“Wife, you smell so nice.” Fu Shiyuan’s pleasant voice murmured near the top of her head.

Qiao Yanyan looked up at him. From below, his features were sharp and well-defined. No matter the angle, he really was a handsome man.

“Shiyuan, you’re actually very good-looking.”

“Wife, you’re even more beautiful!”

“Shiyuan, what is it that you like about me?”

Fu Shiyuan looked at her carefully and replied slowly: “Everything about you is beautiful. I love your big eyes, your rosy cheeks, your small mouth… As long as it’s you, I like it.”

“Then do you like the old me, or the current me?”

“What do you mean by ‘the old you’?”

“You know… back when I used to bully you, when I wouldn’t let you sleep in the bed.”

Fu Shiyuan immediately looked aggrieved. “Back then, you were really mean. I didn’t like you very much then. I still prefer the current you—you go with me to see the vegetables I planted, help me fertilize them, take me out to play, let me hold hands, and now you even let me hug you.”

Hearing Fu Shiyuan say he liked the current her made Qiao Yanyan inexplicably happy.

Fu Shiyuan added: “Wife, can you always stay like this? Don’t go back to how you used to be.”

Qiao Yanyan nodded cheerfully. “Mm, I promise you.”

stillnotlucia[Translator]

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