Chapter 345 Want to leave when you stir up a fire?
Daddy also gave you his bed to sleep in, didn’t he?
Shao Yijin said with a serious face.
After all, he did witness Jiang Nuantang coming out of Shao Zhanlin's room that day.
He thought that mommy and daddy were going to give him younger siblings, and he was secretly happy about it for a long time.
But later on, it seemed that Daddy and Mummy had not come to an agreement. When they came to Shao Mansion again, Mummy slept in the guest bedroom separately from Daddy.
Jiang Nuantang also didn't expect that her son would use this matter to block her.
Shao Mansion......
How should she explain that time at Shao Mansion? She couldn't help it.
Jiang Nuantang was upset, but there was nothing he could do.
At this point, it would be unreasonable for her to resist again.
In addition, she knew that Shao Zhanlin would not give up until he achieved his goal, and she was also very tired and did not have the energy to continue fighting with him in a battle of wits and courage.
So I could only follow Jin Bao's wishes and agree to let him sleep in the master bedroom.
…
in the bedroom
Jiang Nuantang led Shao Zhanlin through the door, and when he raised his eyes, he saw his triumphant face.
Thinking that he even spared the bathroom pipes in order to force her to submit, Jiang Nuantang felt depressed, but there was nothing she could do.
Not wanting to argue with him any more, Jiang Nuantang took a pillow and placed it in the middle of the big bed, and said to him sternly:
"Just sleep tonight. This is the 38th Parallel. Each person has half a big bed. No one should be next to anyone else."
The cold voice was indifferent and distant, and it was obvious that she did not want to have anything to do with him.
Shao Zhanlin also knew that she was very angry at the moment, and the best way was to let nature take its course and let her arrange it.
So he nodded and agreed:
"Can."
The low magnetic words are especially charming and sexy in this quiet night.
For a moment, Jiang Nuantang felt that she was about to be bewitched, but she soon calmed down.
To calm down my restless mood, I opened one side of the quilt and went straight to bed and lay down.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep, not caring about the presence of Shao Zhanlin in the room.
She originally thought that having more people in the room would affect her sleep, but Xu was really tired, and Jiang Nuantang fell asleep immediately as soon as she touched the pillow.
She didn't even know when Shao Zhanlin went to bed, nor did she realize that the pillows she had specially placed were taken away midway, so she slept soundly.
…
The sky breaks and the morning light fades.
Jiang Nuantang's mind woke up, but her eyes hadn't opened yet.
She closed her eyes, but her attention was attracted by the smooth and elastic touch under her hand, and she couldn't help but stroke along the hardness.
Gradually she realized something was wrong.
It's warm, jumps, feels moist and elastic!
This is……
A certain outline gradually formed in his mind, Jiang Nuantang's eyelashes flickered, and she suddenly opened her eyes.
A piece of naked skin immediately appeared in his sight, and the strong and strong bronze texture undulated back and forth. It was not just a man's broad chest.
Jiang Nuantang looked up, and a handsome and stern face came into view.
Shao Zhanlin!
What's going on?
Hadn't the area been clearly defined before going to bed last night? How could she still sleep in his arms in such an ambiguous position...
Jiang Nuantang was so frightened that he immediately wanted to retreat, but at this moment he found a pair of big palms clasped around his waist.
Unable to move.
I could only use my strength to break off Shao Zhanlin's big palm, trying to get out of his arms, but the hand failed to break away and the person was woken up.
"What's wrong?"
The husky voice was low and sexy, which seemed particularly alluring in this quiet morning.
Especially when talking, the man habitually brought her body forward, and the two of them were inseparably attached to each other.
But how could Jiang Nuantang be willing? With her eyes widened, she struggled to step away from his arms, pointed at the pillow on the ground, and looked at him levelly:
"What's going on? Why do I sleep in your arms? And was that pillow thrown out of bed by you yesterday?"
Jiang Nuantang asked several questions in a row, coercing, tempting and questioning.
I thought I had grabbed the man's pigtails, but I saw him say innocently:
"Pillow...didn't you take it yourself?"
How is this possible?
Jiang Nuantang was dumbfounded, feeling that Shao Zhanlin was lying to her. But Shao Zhanlin's expression was too serious, and he said:
"After you threw it, you said that all the stumbling blocks on your way to success will end up like this. At the end, you shouted "It's hot" and said it would be better if there were ice cubes..."
Jiang Nuantang wondered if Shao Zhanlin was making up a story. But the way he told it so seriously made her unable to help but doubt it.
Is it really what he said?
As soon as this idea came to her mind, Jiang Nuantang remembered the content of her dream last night. She had no memory of throwing pillows in the front, but she dreamed of being in a stove and desperately trying to find ice cubes to cool down.
In the end, she really found her, and she couldn't put it down and held her in her arms, reluctant to let go.
Could it be——
The ice cube that made her hold on tightly was the man in front of her?
Thinking of that dream, it seems possible.
Realizing that she had taken the initiative, Jiang Nuantang's face flashed with embarrassment, but she quickly calmed down and pretended to be calm:
"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's forget it."
Jiang Nuantang picked it up and put it down gently, so he planned to make big things into small things, and small things turned into small things.
While speaking, he did not forget to take his hand back. Before she could move away from Shao Zhanlin's arms, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
The man in front of her had already seen through her intention. He circled her slender waist and turned her over, pressing her under him. His deep dark eyes looked into her amber eyes, his thin lips parted lightly, and his tone was hoarse and low:
"You want to leave just because you started a fire?"