“Yes, yes, yes!”
Lin An and Xia Qi spoke at the same time.
“Shared joy is better than joy alone. Tell us so I can enjoy it too!”
Xie Zhuran became curious.
Lin An took off his glasses, wiped his face, and said quite seriously, “I’ll tell you when there’s an opportunity later. It’s too late now, and Qiu Yu is still sick. We should head back quickly.”
Xie Zhuran grew even more curious.
Before he could ask further questions, he saw Jiang Li’s figure appear. He shut his mouth and nodded repeatedly, stopping his pursuit of the topic. Right now, he only wanted to rush to his own Bed.
Seeing the two people who had promised to keep the secret acting like this, Song Qiuyu pursed her lips tightly, finding it even harder to endure than Xie Zhuran.
Stop laughing already!
Dammit!
Afterward, everyone packed their things and rushed back to the Hot Spring Hotel together under the moonlight and snow.
On the way, Aider sang them a folk song from his hometown.
It was a rather warm French song.
Of course, besides the people in Aider’s team, basically no one else present understood French; they just listened to the melody.
However, everyone was very supportive.
Upon returning to the Hot Spring Hotel, Song Qiuyu used being sick and sleepy as an excuse to once again refuse the idea of an honest, naked encounter of bathing and soaking in the Hot Spring with everyone, and she escaped alone.
However, just as she had turned off the lights, covered herself with her Curtain, and was preparing to sleep, there was a knock on the Room door.
Hmm?
Who would it be this late at night?
Song Qiuyu frowned, and Jiang Xiao’s face already surfaced in her mind.
Filled with doubt, she stepped forward and opened the Room door, only to see Jiang Xiao standing there seriously with his own pillow and Curtain in his arms.
Seeing this, Song Qiuyu looked him up and down, hesitating to speak.
“Xi’er, I’m here to make a floor bed!”
Jiang Xiao spoke directly: “After all, you are sick now, and it was my fault for not noticing it in time yesterday. So, let me sleep in your Room tonight. This way, I can take care of you at any time, help you prepare hot water, and things like that.”
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu’s heart trembled. She turned her face away and coughed twice weakly. After thinking about it carefully, she stepped aside and let him into the Room.
Still, a floor bed…
“Didn’t you take care of me like this back in the Dormitory? You even sat in the lower seat alone just to look after me. Back then, I thought you must have been very cold,” Jiang Xiao said as he walked into the Room.
“Maybe you should just sleep on the Bed. What if you catch a cold too?”
Song Qiuyu closed the door, lowered her eyes in thought for a moment, and said.
Jiang Xiao’s footsteps paused. Sleeping on the Bed was truly a very tempting option.
However, he shook his head firmly: “It’s alright, Xi’er. My body is great. I won’t get sick just from sleeping on a floor bed for a few nights!”
Song Qiuyu turned around, her eyes complicated as she watched him clumsily set up the floor bed and lie down.
“It’s very late. Xi’er, go to sleep. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere or want to drink water, remember to call me!”
Jiang Xiao winked at her.
“Goodnight, Xi’er.”
Song Qiuyu gave a muffled response and also said goodnight. Then she walked straight to the Bed and sat on the edge.
She looked at the person who had already covered himself with the Curtain, closed his eyes, and was breathing evenly as if he had fallen asleep the second his head hit the pillow. Her heart pounded. Thinking of The Dream from not long ago, she narrowed her eyes and pondered.
Although she had helped Jiang Xiao bathe many times and seen him fully more times than she could count, she was completely certain that Jiang Xiao was not an Azure Dragon.
But every time the situation was so special, could it be…
Could there be a case of seeing it wrong?
After all, the human brain sometimes deceives people.
Memories are not necessarily one hundred percent trustworthy.
Thinking of this, a bold idea suddenly popped into her head.
Maybe she should wait until Jiang Xiao was completely dead to the world!
Then she would confirm it again!
It was just two steps—pulling down and pulling up—it wasn’t that difficult.
After all, rumor had it that the Azure Dragon and White Tiger were a match made in heaven!
This was something that had to be confirmed.
Song Qiuyu waited patiently.
After waiting for who knows how long, she began to feel a bit sleepy. Her eyes were almost unable to stay open, so she crept closer to Jiang Xiao and tentatively poked his face with her finger.
Jiang Xiao: “…”
Seeing that Jiang Xiao didn’t react, Song Qiuyu grew a bit bolder. She leaned down, and a few strands of hair fell onto his face. She didn’t have time to worry about it and simply pinched his nose gently.
Jiang Xiao: “…”
Seeing that Jiang Xiao still didn’t react, Song Qiuyu didn’t act rashly. She just lowered her head, leaned close to his ear, and blew a soft breath.
Jiang Xiao: “…”
Still no reaction?
Is he sleeping that soundly?
Song Qiuyu was stunned. After a moment of daze, she frowned, cautiously shifted her position, and then crawled into his Curtain.
Jiang Xiao opened his eyes, nearly giving himself away.
Just what does Xi’er want to do?
Then, the person inside the Curtain wriggled a few times, stretched out a Hand, and in one go, gave a gentle pull with both hands.
“?”
Jiang Xiao’s brain was in a storm.
But soon, Song Qiuyu helped him get dressed again and was about to come out.
Jiang Xiao quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Song Qiuyu crouched on the floor, tucked in the corners of Jiang Xiao’s Curtain, and then climbed onto the Bed. She covered herself with her Curtain, stared at the ceiling, and let out a long sigh.
He’s not. Jiang Xiao really isn’t.
What should she do?
If a White Tiger goes to someone else’s house, it’s just a Calamity Star that will only cause harm for ten thousand years.
Haki Xiao, why aren’t you the one! Dammit!
The questions in Jiang Xiao’s mind multiplied.
Why did Xi’er sigh after peeking? This—why is this?
Who can tell me why!
Over the next four days, filming proceeded normally, and Song Qiuyu watched the entire process as well.
Under Jiang Xiao’s meticulous care, her condition improved day by day. Her excuses for refusing to soak in the hot spring every night gradually began to lose their standing.
Fortunately, with Jiang Xiao helping to cover for her, these few days passed peacefully.
Jiang Yu’s minor scratches had also fully healed, and all the plot points related to him were completed.
During the four days of on-site filming, no one else was injured.
However, during this period, Song Qiuyu and Jiang Xiao still bumped into that Couple several times. Every time they met, they immediately and skillfully played the role of a married couple.
This made the Fat Boy’s doubts unable to subside, only continuing to deepen.
At the same time, the Great Scholar’s Scripture Debate was also continuing.
When her body temperature finally returned to normal, Song Qiuyu couldn’t wait to start filming the Snow Woman’s scenes.
“Even though your illness is mostly better, you still need to nourish your body!”
Jiang Xiao brought a Bowl of steaming Chicken Soup and placed it in front of Song Qiuyu.
“Drink it quickly to replenish your strength. This is soup simmered from an old hen; it’s very nutritious.”
“…”
Song Qiuyu took a light sniff of the Chicken Soup’s aroma.
It really smelled delicious.
“Come on, drink the soup first, then we’ll go film.”
As he spoke, Jiang Xiao picked up a spoon, scooped a bit, brought it to his lips, blew on it gently several times, and then took a sip to test the temperature.
Song Qiuyu watched blankly. Once Jiang Xiao had tested the temperature, he naturally held the spoon to her lips.
The rich broth lightly stained her lips. Song Qiuyu took another sniff of the Chicken Soup’s aroma, pursed her lips twice, and without hesitating too long, drank the mouthful of soup.
As the Chicken Soup entered her mouth, her eyes lit up.
“Is it good?” Jiang Xiao asked her with a smile.
“It’s good. Not too salty or bland, just right!”
Song Qiuyu nodded.
“That’s good, keep drinking!”
Jiang Xiao scooped another spoonful.
“…”
Song Qiuyu stared at him for a while, bit her teeth lightly, and took a deep breath: “Jiang Xiao, there’s something I need to talk to you about!”
Hearing this, Jiang Xiao was stunned.