"Sleep together," Jiaoxin said directly.
Yang Tian nodded and smiled. "Then come in." By sleeping together, they meant sleeping separately in the same room. They were husband and wife in name, but had not consummated their marriage, and they had been spending time alone together like this for a while.
Jiaoxin blushed slightly and entered Yang Tian's room with her pillow in her arms.
There was still some warmth left in the bed.
Gugu was asleep on a pillow, snoring softly.
"Little Nian is sleeping so soundly." Jiaoxin slipped beneath the warm covers and smiled as she looked at Little Nian beside her.
But without Yang Tian, she could not warm the bed herself. Once that residual warmth faded, the temperature beneath the covers might become as cool as water.
"Yes, this little one sleeps every day," Yang Tian said. Little Nian was very quiet, lying obediently in his arms without making a fuss. Unlike Jiaoxin, she saw Yang Tian as her father.
So Yang Tian's love for her was a father's love.
"Brother Tian, come read in here." Yang Tian was planning to use his thought power to read for a while when Jiaoxin's voice reached him.
The slyness in Jiaoxin's eyes was rather obvious as she told Yang Tian, "The bed is only warm with you here."
How could Yang Tian fail to see through her? If he got in, he did not know whether he could hold himself back.
Yang Tian thought, My heart still belongs to her, but my body... Finally, he shook his head, raised a hand, and released a faint, pale golden light. "Xin'er, this will keep you warm too."
Her plan had fallen through. Disappointment showed in Jiaoxin's sly eyes, and she pouted and poked the sleeping Little White Puff.
Sensing the familiar