Chapter 309
"Are you done blowing? Thank you." She thanked Jiang Xun, still a little confused, then picked up a few pillows from the sofa and busied herself with them.
Within minutes, a clear dividing line between the Chu and Han dynasties appeared on the small bed.
Jiang Xun was somewhat helpless; Song Shiwei really did what she said she would do.
"We've placed these pillows between us to keep me from being a restless sleeper later. I'll try to be a light sleeper tonight," Song Shiwei said quietly.
[This should prevent me from suddenly getting lustful, hehe.]
[Jiang Xun, even though you're my husband, I still need to remind you! A young man traveling alone needs to take good care of himself.]
[You only managed to get away with it because of the other person. If you had met someone else, your innocence would be in jeopardy.]
Jiang Xun felt helpless upon hearing Song Shiwei's thoughts, and could only let her sleep peacefully in the Chu River and Han Border he had drawn up.
"Good night!" Song Shiwei, who was wrapped up like a caterpillar with only her small head showing, said to Jiang Xun with a tired expression.
Before Jiang Xun could answer, Song Shiwei closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Jiang Xun silently watched Song Shiwei, her long black hair spread out on the bed like silk, and a delicate fragrance lingered in his nostrils.
Jiang Xun carefully touched the strand closest to him, silently memorizing the sensation.
With her back to Jiang Xun, Song Shiwei was completely unaware of the satisfaction Jiang Xun felt.
She fell asleep, fell asleep very quickly, and soon her breathing became even as she entered a deep sleep.
Jiang Xun chuckled softly; Song Shiwei seemed to trust him quite a bit at this moment.
A smile crept into Jiang Xun's eyes and brows. He had never known that he could be so easily satisfied and happy.
He realized he liked Song Shiwei far more than he had imagined, and he laughed more often when Song Shiwei was with her than he had in all the previous years combined.
He thought he should be content; he should be content that Song Shiwei could sleep peacefully in the same bed with him, even if they were separated by the Chu-Han border.
Across the clear Chu-Han border, Jiang Xun's eyes silently darkened.
He got out of bed very quietly, and slowly picked up all the cushions on the bed and threw them on the floor, making a mess of them to create the illusion that he had accidentally kicked them off while sleeping.
Then he picked up the air conditioner remote from the bedside table, turned off the light, and set the temperature to a little over ten degrees before stopping. He then waited quietly for Song Shiwei's reaction.
The warm air from the air conditioner immediately turned into a biting cold wind, and the wind force also increased.
Within minutes, the indoor temperature plummeted. Song Shiwei, who had been sleeping soundly, finally stirred. She frowned in her sleep, turned over, wrapped herself tighter in the blanket, and murmured, "Why is it so cold today?"
Jiang Xun lowered his gaze and unconsciously moved his body slowly toward Song Shiwei. Song Shiwei shivered unconsciously from the cold, and suddenly felt something warm beside her.
She subconsciously moved closer, hoping to get some warmth from the heat source. Seeing this, Jiang Xun slowly moved his body back, and Song Shiwei immediately moved away from the heat source, her body shivering.
She instinctively moved towards the heat source. It was warmer once she got closer, but not quite enough, so she snuggled closer and turned to hug the heat source, which felt like an electric oven. The next second, the heat source itself came over and enveloped her completely.
The heat was continuously transferred over, and finally she was no longer cold. Song Shiwei fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
Jiang Xun successfully lured Song Shiwei into his arms. He held her tightly and then subtly adjusted the air conditioner to a warm setting.
He held Song Shiwei tightly, inhaling her sweet fragrance, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he finally closed his eyes.
The two nestled close together and slept soundly through the night.
When Song Shiwei opened his eyes the next morning, he found himself being hugged by something.
She frowned, stirred slightly, and Jiang Xun Xun's hoarse voice reached her ears from above, "Madam, are you awake?"
Song Shiwei froze for a moment, then a scream erupted in her mind, "[Ah! How did I end up hugging Jiang Xun?! No way, the pillow wasn't even pressing down on me last night!]"
Primordial
[Power?]
[Um, did I actually sleep with Jiang Xun?]
Jiang Xun lowered his eyes slightly, then silently looked at Song Shiwei. Song Shiwei snorted softly, "I'm sorry, I don't know how I ended up hugging you. If I said I didn't know either, would you believe me?"
Jiang Xun had just woken up, his eyes still a little dazed. After hearing Song Shiwei's words, he moved his eyes slightly, then said innocently, "Madam, you have to take responsibility for me."
Song Shiwei:?!
[Take responsibility? What responsibility can I take! How could I possibly take responsibility?! I really didn't mean to hug you.]
[I don't even know how I ended up in your arms! I'm completely innocent, okay?]
However, Jiang Xun had no intention of letting Song Shiwei gloss over the matter with jokes. He looked at Song Shiwei with a wronged expression and said, "My wife wouldn't be irresponsible towards me, would she?"
Song Shiwei was timid and was about to back away when Jiang Xun seemed to sense her intention. He suddenly flipped over and blocked Song Shiwei's way out.
Song Shiwei swallowed hard, completely dumbfounded. "Take responsibility for what? You hugged me too! I haven't even said I'd take responsibility yet! And you're already asking me to take responsibility."
"Alright, I'll take responsibility for you too, but you have to give me an explanation." Jiang Xun seized the opportunity and said with a righteous expression.
Seeing Jiang Xun's attitude, Song Shiwei immediately realized she had gone too far and felt a little uneasy. "What explanation do you want?"