Chapter 147 I’m Cold

Ji Shiting exhaled slowly, reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, and then lay down next to her.

"Sleep." The man's hoarse voice fell into her ears.

The room fell into darkness, and Ye Shengge lay beside him, stunned for a moment.

Just... sleep?

Well, that's okay. She may not be able to bear it if it happens too often. Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.

Thinking of this, she quietly pulled the quilt higher, covered herself, and lay down straight.

This seemed to be their first time sleeping under the covers. Ye Shengge was a little excited, but also a little unspeakably nervous... She shouldn't have any weird habits when sleeping, right?

As she was thinking wildly, the man's erratic breathing and his slow and heavy heartbeat could clearly be heard in her ears.

Obviously he wasn't asleep either, and... he seemed to be still trying to adjust his breathing?

It seemed that she was right. He clearly wanted to do it, but he didn't want to give her an advantage, so he held back.

In the darkness, Ye Shengge rolled his eyes, suddenly feeling mischievous.

She slowly turned over and rubbed towards him, her feet inadvertently touching his calves.

"What are you doing?" He was very alert and yelled immediately.

Ye Shengge said aggrievedly: "I'm cold..."

She wasn't lying. It was already autumn. Although the room in the villa was kept at a constant temperature all year round, Ji Shiting was still covered with a thin summer quilt. She didn't have as much firepower as this man. To her, it was indeed a bit cool. .

Moreover, the room was large and empty, which intensified the coldness.

In addition...the man next to her was radiating a steady stream of heat, and she instinctively wanted to lean towards him.

Ji Shiting seemed to snort coldly, reached over and held her hand.

However, what surprised him was that her hands were really not warm.

"I'm not lying to you." Ye Shengge stretched out his other hand, covered his hot palm, absorbed his heat, and added coquettishly, "You keep me warm. "

Although Ji Shiting suspected that she did it on purpose, it was a fact that her hands were not warm.

It was because he didn't think well, and there were no extra quilts or blankets in the room.

In the darkness, the man frowned slightly.

At this moment, the woman next to him came up to him like a kitten, carefully pressed against him, and held his hand on his chest to warm the baby.

Under the palm of his hand was the woman's soft chest, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

Before he could scold her, Ye Shengge took the lead in letting go of his hand.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Her voice was timid and full of innocence, "I didn't mean to do it."

After saying that, he slowly and carefully moved to the corner of the bed just like she had nudged him over.

Ji Shiting sneered.

With this little trick, I still wanted to deceive him.

But seeing the shadow of the woman huddled in the corner of the bed, the man finally cursed helplessly, stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms.

Ye Shengge let out a small exclamation, and then fell into a hot embrace.

Her cheeks suddenly turned red, partly from the heat from his body and partly from the excitement of succeeding in her plan.

"Is it still cold?" Ji Shiting put his arm across her waist, and his hot breath fell on her neck.

Ye Shengge couldn't help but shrink his neck and whispered: "It's not cold anymore, it's very warm."