It wasn’t a dream…
That wasn’t a dream?
So it wasn’t a dream at all, ah ah ah ah!
Heavens, please take me away, I want to travel to another world—even if I turn into a Slime, that’s fine!
“Xi’er? Xi’er, why did you faint again?!”
“……”
Xi’er is dead, please burn some joss paper.
With deep shame, regret, guilt, and unease, Song Qiuyu closed her eyes again, falling into a peaceful sleep.
When she opened her eyes again, she was lying clean and fresh on a spotless Bed.
Her tormented body now felt much more comfortable. She could clearly feel something cool stuck to her forehead.
The killer was that she seemed to be naked, sleeping under the Blanket just like that.
Her nose twitched, catching the scent of Jiang Xiao. Instinctively, she turned toward it—and then saw that Jiang Xiao was actually sharing her pillow, sleeping inside her Blanket, with a Post-it Note stuck to his forehead.
On the Post-it Note: Xi’er, I’m too sleepy. If you wake up, remember to call me!
After reading the note, Song Qiuyu quietly lay flat again, wanting only to stay still and calm.
She had no idea what time it was. Her body didn’t want to move, and she had no strength anyway. Her mind was working as slowly as a sloth.
She covered her eyes with the back of her little hand, breathing shallowly. Recalling everything that happened before she passed out, her expression grew solemn.
She was supposed to enjoy the pleasure alone—how did things turn out like this!
Clearly, she needed to think of a plan before Jiang Xiao woke up…
“Xi’er, you’re awake—why didn’t you call me!”
Jiang Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.
Not ready to face him, Song Qiuyu hurriedly closed her eyes and pressed her lips tight, pretending to be asleep.
“Xi’er, you’ve heard the story of Sleeping Beauty, right.”
“…..”
“For people pretending to sleep, maybe the same method will work to wake them up. Should I try it?”
“…..”
Song Qiuyu frowned, struggled for a moment, and then, resigned, opened her eyes.
As soon as she did, she found the face beside her had moved closer, locking eyes with her serious gaze.
Her pupils widened slightly.
They were already so close, it felt like if she hesitated even a second longer, he’d kiss her lips.
Warm breaths mingled; her heart raced, her body beyond her control.
For a moment, she was completely frozen.
No way, is this guy serious?
Jiang Xiao smiled but didn’t follow through. Instead, he sat up and glanced at his phone, “It’s six o’clock now. Xi’er, what do you want for breakfast? You’ll need to take your medicine after eating, so let’s eat first!”
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu took a deep breath and seized the chance to yank the Blanket over herself, shrinking her little head under the covers, wrapping herself up tightly.
Magical Skill: Blanket, defense power increased by 100%!
Jiang Xiao blinked, surprised as he watched Song Qiuyu wrap herself into a little caterpillar, only her soft black hair poking out, lips parting slightly.
Soon, the caterpillar girl strategically adjusted, even tucking her hair inside.
Seeing her like this, she clearly had no intention of leaving the Blanket anytime soon!
“Xi’er, you can’t stay wrapped up like this. I need to help you get dressed, or how will you eat, or take your medicine?”
Jiang Xiao said solemnly.
“Besides, didn’t we agree yesterday that today we’d discuss the details of the Snow Woman Plan?”
At that, the caterpillar girl squirmed twice.
“So you plan to spend the whole day discussing as a caterpillar?”
Jiang Xiao shrugged, helpless. She had her tricks, but so did he—no need to forcibly tear the Blanket away.
The caterpillar girl didn’t budge.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiao frowned, sighed, and decided to use his trump card!
He immediately moved to the end of the Bed, lifted the Blanket—her small, cute, tender feet curled their toes, shrinking even deeper inside.
Jiang Xiao took a deep breath and crawled right in.
“Ugh!!”
Song Qiuyu panicked.
She already regretted it—she should’ve just let the Blanket go. But it was too late; Jiang Xiao hugged her legs and, straight as an arrow, wriggled from the foot of the Blanket to the head.
Bodies rubbing together, she felt like a mountain, and Jiang Xiao was climbing right over her.
The air inside the Blanket grew even thinner and hotter.
Her little butt became the protruding rock for his ascent.
Her toes were tense.
She couldn’t breathe.
But she couldn’t care about anything else now. Meeting his eyes again inside the Blanket, her mind went utterly blank.
“It’s too tight… so hot!”
In a flurry, Song Qiuyu tore open the Blanket, ready to leap from the Bed.
But Jiang Xiao suddenly grabbed her ankle, pulling her back, hugging her from behind and making her sit on his lap: “Alright, keep fussing like this and your illness will only get worse!”
He gently stroked her head: “Xi’er, be good.”
Song Qiuyu dared not misbehave any longer.
She felt the cold barrel of a gun pressing into her lower back. The Hunter’s Gun hanging on the wall would be fired someday, and there wasn’t much difference between a gun on the wall and the one on her back.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something about last night.
She’d been far too forward, and Jiang Xiao wasn’t stupid—if she didn’t hurry and say something, she’d be done for.
“Xi’er, what do you want to wear today? Last night, since I bathed you, I didn’t feel right opening your suitcase, so…”
Jiang Xiao noticed the girl in his arms was thinking hard, so he quickly interrupted:
“Whether it was when I was sick, or when I broke a bone, you took meticulous care of me, bathed me, fed me. So now that you’re sick, there’s nothing wrong with me taking care of you like this!”
Her train of thought derailed—Song Qiuyu’s head buzzed.
Slowly, she started to accept it.
“So, I’m going to help you get dressed now. You still don’t have much strength, so it’ll be quicker if I help!”
Again interrupted, Song Qiuyu turned her head, staring blankly at Jiang Xiao who was holding her from behind, her lips parting slightly.
Maybe…
He had a point?
“Then I’ll go open your suitcase now and get out some clothes for you!”
Seeing that she was completely dazed, Jiang Xiao returned to his original topic, the corners of his lips turning up.
“Mm.”
Song Qiuyu frowned lightly, still feeling something was off, but couldn’t quite figure out what.
Clothes in hand, Song Qiuyu’s body was too weak to do much, but she still instinctively wanted to reach out and dress herself.
Then Jiang Xiao picked up the little white panties, sat behind her again, and circled both arms forward, one big hand gently grasping her slender ankle.
“Mm….”
Her little foot stretched out, Song Qiuyu’s face turned red—this was so strange, and yet, somehow, a little enjoyable.
Was this really okay?
“Leave it all to me, it’ll be done in no time!”
Jiang Xiao smiled, interrupting her thoughts for the Nth time.
Song Qiuyu lowered her eyes, murmured assent, her whole body tense and uncomfortable, as if countless ants were crawling all over her…
Her heart itched.
One piece after another, all passed through Jiang Xiao’s hands, warmed by his touch, and slipped onto her body.
Enveloped by warmth, Song Qiuyu felt herself floating, her thoughts beyond her own control.
Stepping outside, a cold wind blew in her face. Song Qiuyu’s lashes trembled, her throat tickled, and she coughed twice, covering her mouth with a little fist.
“Let’s hope the medicine works quickly. Come on, let’s eat breakfast—the sooner you eat, the sooner you can take your medicine and get better!”
Jiang Xiao rubbed her head, his face full of concern.
Song Qiuyu nodded obediently.
She put on her mask and followed behind him, but at the next corner, they unexpectedly ran into that Couple, making Song Qiuyu frown and unconsciously become alert.