Su Jiaojiao blushed and put the quilt from her mother-in-law on the bed, then threw herself on the bed and buried her face on the soft and cold quilt.
Remembering that Ji Ya was looking at her with that weird look just now, she felt uncomfortable from her feet to her neck.
"You two have such a good relationship, do you have to share the bed?"
"Hey, I didn't take this into consideration, but it's a bit cold at this time, should I add another quilt for you?"
"However, as someone who has come here, I still have to say that the relationship between husband and wife is good when sleeping under a quilt. Don't worry, the room at home is quite soundproof."
"...Ouch..." Su Jiaojiao was disturbed by Ji Ya's voice in her head, and finally bit the quilt with a hideous face.
She can be sweet with Song Qinghan, but it's embarrassing to talk about the matter between husband and wife, especially when the person mentioned is her mother-in-law, the sense of shame is overwhelming!
Fortunately, the father-in-law is not there.
Song Qinghan tugged at her long soft and smooth hair to comfort her, and said quietly, "Please don't go."
Su Jiaojiao snorted and turned to stare at him: "If you go, why would I go?"
Song Qinghan innocently said: "I don't want to go, and I don't want to share the bed."
Su Jiaojiao: "…"
It makes sense, she has no way to object, but in order to regain the place, she said viciously: "Before we divide the quilt, you have to warm the quilt for me, and you can go back after it is warmed up."
Song Qinghan chuckled: "Okay."
…
It was already December, and it was cold and windy.
At this time, things like air conditioners were officially put on the stage after the 1990s, and they are not yet available. Although everyone says that Jinyang is in the south, in fact, the geographical location is neither south nor north.
It will snow and the temperature will be several degrees below zero, but there is no heating unique to the north. In this era, most people do not know that the north is so comfortable for winter.
This building is well built, and the cold air is blocked from the outside, although it is still quite cold, wearing a padded jacket and moving more, it is still bearable.
At night, when Su Jiaojiao went to bed, Song Qinghan had to wash first. He was a big man with a lot of anger on his body. Anyway, he didn't feel cold at all when he hugged him to sleep in winter.
In winter, most people take a shower every few days, because they have to take off their clothes when they take a shower, which is really cold and shivering.
There is a saying in later generations to complain about this, all the warriors who take a bath in the southern winter are warriors.
But Su Jiaojiao was used to it, not for the others, the two were sticking together, she always felt that there was Song Qinghan's saliva on her body, and she had to wash it, even Song Qinghan.
A few minutes later, Song Qinghan came out of the bathroom with a warm body, and quickly went to bed and covered the quilt with only one head exposed. He looked at her with dark eyes, and said obediently, "I'll warm you up."
Su Jiaojiao was distressed and a little embarrassed: "Then you don't have to wear clothes, right?"
Song Qinghan pursed her lips and smiled, very understanding: "Hurry up this way, go take a shower, the bathroom is still hot."
Oh yeah, gotta hurry up.
Su Jiaojiao instantly suppressed her distress and ran to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, when I came out, I saw Song Qinghan frowning and transferring the bedding, and at the same time, he made a cold and trembling voice: "Hi..."
Su Jiaojiao felt cold when he heard it, especially when he lay down after he really passed, his whole body trembled and his teeth chattered.
She almost couldn't help saying: Forget it, just a quilt.
Fortunately, she finally held back.
In fact, two people are in the same bed, full of warmth and thinking about what, not only Song Qinghan can't help it, she herself can't help it!
I always like to touch it and touch it. In the end, Song Qinghan was touched by her, and people who don't want to do it will become willing to do it.
Su Jiaojiao took a deep breath and quickly lay on the bed.
Left and right, the last two feet lifted, the whole person was wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis.
After everything was done, Su Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had accomplished something important, then tilted her head to look at the person who was close at hand, grinned, showing a few small white teeth, and said crisply: "Okay!"
Song Qinghan was stunned by her series of actions. The look that had always been a little aggrieved couldn't help softening. Her chest was full and swelled, and her expression became a little more satisfied.
Fortunately, it was me who saw this lovely scene of her.
It is also a novel experience that the two of them can be so close and occasionally not in the same bed.
Song Qinghan still regretted not having a familiar body in her arms, but nodded gently: "Well, good night?"
Su Jiaojiao was about to say good night, when she suddenly remembered the ongoing mission that had not been cancelled, and immediately pouted, "Here!"
But you can't just give up.
The milk powder provided by the system tastes really good~
Song Qinghan looked at the pouting red lips, the smile on the corners of the lips widened, and the last regret in her heart was gone, she leaned over.
After a while, the two were separated, and their breathing was a little short.
Especially Su Jiaojiao, she almost stretched out her hand from the bed to wrap her arms around his neck, but when she reached out, the cold gap hit, her arm instantly got goosebumps, and she put it down again.
Song Qinghan forcibly moved his eyes away from the watery eyes and the lips that were sucked red, and said with a sullen face, "Go to sleep, good night."
Tonight is the first time the two have shared the bed since they were officially together. As a result, there was a lingering kiss. Su Jiaojiao seemed to have returned to the way she was in an ambiguous love before. Whispered: "Good night~"
*****
Song Qinghan thought that this was the case, but he overestimated Su Jiaojiao's body.
What does it feel like to sleep in a warm bed
Su Jiaojiao has not been like this for many years. She has a good family. She worked as a freelancer in her past life and made a lot of money. She has all the air conditioners and radiators in her house, but there are also electric blankets.
After coming here, there was Song Qinghan, a human-shaped heater, and she never really got cold.
But now, she just woke up cold in the middle of the night.
Su Jiaojiao rubbed her eyes sleepily, only to realize that she was cold all over, her face was cold, and her feet seemed to be frozen to the point of unconsciousness.
She pursed her lips in grievance, turned her head, and the dim bedside lamp shone on Song Qinghan's sleepy face, apparently sleeping soundly.
Su Jiaojiao curiously reached out to touch his exposed face, the touch was really warm, she gnashed her teeth enviously, and she couldn't help but want to twist his nose.
But she just met, and she hesitated again. Wouldn't it be good to wake him up like this
There was some itching on the nose, even though Song Qinghan could still feel it in his sleep, he directly reached out to hold the thing on his nose.
As soon as he touched it, he found out that it was a hand. In the dream, Song Qinghan frowned. He only felt that the little hand in the palm of his hand was cold, not as soft as before, so he shoved it into his chest to warm it.
"Hey—" He was stiffened by the cold body, but soon softened, and both hands covered the little hand.
Su Jiaojiao was embarrassed by this series of changes, and the touch she had been accustomed to before seemed to return to the first touch at this time.
She bit her lip and muttered softly, "You pulled me, not me."
With her hands in the warm blankets and her arms in the cold air, it really feels like fire and ice, and she doesn't want it.
Su Jiaojiao pursed her lips and smiled, opened the quilt with the other hand, and then pulled Song Qinghan's quilt away, kicked her own quilt flexibly, and got in.
Song Qinghan, who slept soundly, was swept up in the face by the familiar breath, but did not resist, but obediently opened the bed and greeted an ice lump.
"Why is it so cold?" Song Qinghan frowned, closed his eyes and muttered, hugged the person in his arms, keeping his hands and feet warm, and stumbled to confirm whether the quilt was covered properly, and then he was ready to continue sleeping.
Su Jiaojiao blushed and smiled stupidly, then raised her head and kissed his chin: "Come on!"
The performance tonight was amazing!
She was only full of sweetness.
But at this time, Song Qinghan also woke up. He was half awake, but he was kissed and his body was disturbed again. Can he still not wake up
As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt the familiar breath in his arms, and he wondered, "Jiaojiao?"
Su Jiaojiao pinched him and pretended to be fierce: "Could there be someone else?"
With that righteous look, she couldn't tell that it was her who was drilling the quilt.
Song Qinghan smiled and shook his head: "It's just you, but..." He glanced at the quilt that was about to be kicked under the bed: "Is there any difference between the quilt?"
Su Jiaojiao said ashamed and annoyed, "I'm cold! Are you going to watch me freeze to death?"
"Of course not." Song Qinghan shook his head again, his consciousness was awakened, and people also woke up. He turned over and said in a muffled voice, "You have to pay for the bedding fee, right?"
Su Jiaojiao looked at him in shock. After a while, she hummed a few words: "...You've learned badly!"
The author has something to say: The last chapter explained the attitude of Ji Ya and Song Huaijin towards Song Yu'an, so I planned to write about the story of returning to the village in this chapter, but I couldn't help but write about the relationship between the two, do you like it
I think... I can sprinkle some sugar... Cover my face.
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