95: C95 Warm the Bed

C95 Warm the Bed

Wanwan stood there for more than an hour and sighed heavily. She walked in despair and planned to fall asleep before Fu Sihan came back. Or pretend to sleep. At least this would save her from the awkwardness of facing him. The only thing that made her feel fortunate was that this huge OvERZED bed allowed her to stay as far away from Fu Sihan as possible.

Just like the last time in Old Residence, Wanwan slept on the edge of the bed and covered herself with the blanket that she brought from the guest room. However, the bedsheets and the pillow were filled with Fu Sihan's breath, making her body extremely tense.

Although the two of them slept on the same bed in Old Residence, that was a special situation. Now... it was completely different.

"Kacha -"

The door was opened.

Wanwan was shocked and she got out of bed with a "putong" sound.

Fu Sihan turned on the light and saw a furry head coming out of the blanket. Its big wet eyes blinked as it looked at him. It sat on the ground like an innocent and soft kitten.

Wanwan saw the dark coldness and faint disdain in his eyes.

He looked down on her and she actually fell off the bed.

"Third Young Master..." She awkwardly got up and hugged her blanket.

"Lie on the bed, I'm going to take a shower." Fu Sihan walked towards the bathroom and pulled his tie.

"Third Young Master, you said you wouldn't force me!" Wanwan saw his posture and was shocked.

Fu Sihan took a step and turned his head to face her extremely vigilant eyes and posture. The inexplicable irritation in his heart rose again.

"Yan Wanwan, if I want to hit you, I don't need to tell you the time and place."

Even if she did not sleep on his bed, he could still act recklessly as long as he wanted.

Wanwan felt a wave of humiliation and her cheeks were burning with shame, "Then why do you want me to... sleep with you?"

"Warm the bed!"

Fu Sihan naturally would not admit that on that night in Old Residence, when she was by his side, he slept unexpectedly well. It was better than anyone who sold you in the past.

The sound of water dripping came from the bathroom.

Wanwan bit her lips. She could not escape, and she could not avoid it. She could only face it.

Actually, she should have shared a bed with Fu Sihan a long time ago. She did not have the right to choose and resist. Previously, she could sleep alone. It was just fate that was merciful.

Fu Sihan came out of the bathroom. His short hair was moist and dripping with water. The collar of his bathrobe was loose, revealing his strong chest muscles. He did not have a belt on, as if wearing a bathrobe would make his body feel wronged.

The woman was lying on the edge of the bed with her back to the center of the bed. It was exactly the same as when she was in Old Residence.

She slept very well. She would only make one or two poses throughout the night, and she rarely turned around.

If no one had done it intentionally, she could sleep there for an entire night.

"Go sleep in the middle." Fu Sihan said as he wiped his hair.

Wanwan did not move, only her eyelashes trembled. I am sleeping. I can't hear anything. I don't know anything.

She also did not know that the man's action of wiping his hair paused for a moment. There was a very short playful look in his eyes.

Wanwan did not hear the sound again, thinking that she had escaped disaster. Even when the man came to the bed and caused a slight dent in the mattress behind her, she did not feel any sense of danger.

Until the man's hand grabbed her waist and his strong arm pulled, she turned around and crashed into a hard and wide chest.

"Ah -"

Wanwan screamed and looked up at Fu Sihan's deep brown eyes.

In the dim light, she did not know if it was her illusion, but she felt that there was a smile in his eyes.

"Third Young Master, what are you doing?" Wanwan's hand pressed against his chest, trying to push herself out of his embrace.

"Didn't you fall asleep?" Fu Sihan lowered his eyes and interrogated.

"Uh... You woke me up." Wanwan decisively threw the blame onto him. She lowered her head and her eyes were full of men's pectoral muscles, smooth and beautiful. She was very energetic, "Third Young Master, please let me go. I am going to sleep."

"I will sleep like this."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Sihan had already closed his eyes.

The woman's body was in his arms. It was soft, soft, and greasy. It was more comfortable than any pillow.

Just like that?

How could he sleep like this!

Wanwan simply wanted to roar and resist struggling. She wanted to make him annoyed by her "irregular" sleeping.

"You seduced me?"

The man suddenly exerted force on his arm and Yan Wanwan's entire body was pressed against it. She could feel the heat coming from his skin.

Fu Sihan's voice was cold and pleasant to the ear. At this moment, it was a bit hoarse and could be controlled to scream.

"I did not!" Wanwan's face was red, but she did not dare to move.

Because she felt that his body... had a reaction.

"Third Young Master, can you let me go? I am used to sleeping alone. If you do this, I... I can't sleep."

"Let go of you, what's the name of warming the bed?" Fu Sihan's face was a little dark. He suppressed the impulse in his body.

"Third Young Master, it's not autumn yet. Why do you need to warm the bed?"

This person was simply unreasonable!

Fu Sihan took the remote control from the bedside table and pressed it a few times. The important air conditioner's cooling system immediately began to breathe out large amounts of cold air.

But after a short while, Wanwan felt the cold in the air.

"Sleep!" Fu Sihan expressionlessly stared at the stinky face that said, "If you disturb my sleep again, I will kill you." He closed his eyes.

Wanwan was stunned by his flirtatious actions.

This person must be poisonous, right?!

Was his brain blocked by the door?

That night in Old Residence, Fu Sihan woke up the next day and found himself hugging Yan Wanwan. He had a slight habit of cleanliness and did not like to be touched. But... At that time, the feeling of the warm and soft jade in his arms made his body not reject it at all. Instead, it was full of yearning.

His breath was filled with the fragrance of a woman and carried a faint sweetness similar to milk. Fu Sihan felt sleepy the first time.

Yan Wanwan was pitiful.

She opened her eyes and blinked again and again. She did not dare to move at all, let alone sleep.2

When Fu Sihan's breathing became even and long, Wanwan tried to pry his hand away and roll herself out.

But why was this man's arm so strong even after sleeping?

She could not move at all!

Fu Sihan's sleep was very light. When Yan Wanwan started to toss and turn, he already had a feeling. He just did not want to speak. In the end, he could not help but put her restless little hand on his waist.

He did not forget to berate, "Don't move!"

. ".."

"Otherwise, I will kill you!"

... What should I do? Or should I kill you?

The man fell asleep again very quickly, as if his actions and words just now were carried out in his dreams.

Under his palm was the tight touch of the man's muscles and the scorching temperature, as if it could burn people.

After enduring until the early morning, Wanwan gradually felt sleepy, especially when the temperature of the air conditioner was too low. The air conditioner at the end of summer was not thick, but the man was like a furnace that could expel the cold.

The quality of sleep this night was surprisingly good. Fu Sihan woke up earlier than usual.

Before he opened his eyes, he felt something rubbing and rubbing against his chest.

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