"You can sleep here tonight. I will go get a blanket for you."
Spencer's hair was of exceptionally good quality. It was a mystery what kind of conditioner she usually used.
Regardless, after just a quick blow-dry, it was already incredibly smooth and voluminous.
As Yan Huan busied himself, she subconsciously sat down on his bed.
For so reason, just rubbing her fingers against the sheets and blankets that carried Yan Huan's scent suddenly brought on a wave of drowsiness.
Driven by that drowsiness, Spencer rubbed her eyes and let out a yawn, but a second later, she instantly sobered up a bit.
She blinked, watching as Yan Huan first pulled a nearby chair aside to clear a relatively spacious area, and then laid down several layers of soft cushions on the floor.
Finally, when Yan Huan placed a pillow on top and turned to grab a blanket from the top shelf of the wardrobe, her sleep-addled brain barely managed to realize:
This was where Yan Huan had arranged for her to spend the night.
A bed on the floor!
"..."
Behind him, Spencer was still inspecting the simple bed on the floor, while Yan Huan, standing in front of the wardrobe, found himself in a difficult spot.
Blankets were not cheap in Linn. Furthermore, since Yan Huan lived alone, he did not have any suitable spares at ho.
He only had two blankets in total: a thicker one and a thinner one.
The thicker one was currently lying on his bed, ant for the spring and autumn seasons.
The thinner one was the one in the wardrobe, ant for sumr.
What about winter, you ask?
Well, stacking the two blankets together created a winter blanket.
The problem was, this setup was perfectly fine when he slept alone, but it fell completely short for two people.
Yan Huan felt the thickness of the sumr blanket in his hands and glanced outside at the dark night, which was still shrouded in a curtain of rain.
He was just about to turn his head to ask for Spencer's opinion when, upon turning around, he saw her staring at him with a face full of resentnt.
"..."
Instantly understanding her little thoughts, Yan Huan explained helplessly,
"You saw it yourself. The sofa outside is too narrow and small; it absolutely cannot fit a person. If you want to spend the night here, there are no other options. We can only make a bed on the floor..."
The sofa outside was a small single-seater, a complintary piece from when he rented the apartnt.
It was cramped even to sit on, let alone lie down and sleep.
Spencer recalled the sofa outside and felt the sa way.
Thus, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at the relatively spacious bed behind her.
Spencer did not have the temper of an Eldest Miss. She would never say sothing like telling Yan Huan to sleep on the floor while she took the bed.
But other than that, if she did not want to sleep on the floor, the only way was...
At this thought, Spencer's face could not help but turn slightly red.
She could not bring herself to say those words. Besides, she was indeed feeling drowsy at the mont, so she had no choice but to accept this proposal.
Spencer stood up, kicked her slippers to the side, and with a soft grunt, dove face-first onto the bed on the floor, her head sinking halfway into the pillow.
After feeling it out for a mont, she decided it was acceptable.
She then openly turned her head and spread her limbs, staring at Yan Huan like an airport worker signaling a helicopter in the sky,
"Cleared for landing, over!"
Watching her blink as she waited for him to lower the blanket, Yan Huan had no choice but to spread it out and drape it over her.
As soon as it fell, the thin blanket displayed a winding undulation like a mountain range.
What it outlined was precisely the curve of her body.
Seeing this, Yan Huan hurriedly retracted his gaze, then turned sideways and got onto his bed. Reaching out to pinch the switch of the desk lamp, he said,
"I will turn off the light now?"
"Wait... wait a second."
"What is it?"
"Where is the kitty?"
"...He is sleeping with ."
Hearing this, Spencer hurriedly propped herself up a little to look over.
She happened to see the chubby black cat climb onto Yan Huan's bed, lie down beside him, and stare back at her.
"..."
After exchanging a glance with the black cat, Spencer had no choice but to lie back down.
"All right..."
"I am turning off the light?"
"Mhm."
"Click."
The desk lamp was switched off, and the entire room instantly plunged into darkness and silence.
"Good night, Yan Huan."
"...Good night."
Listening to her drowsy good night, Yan Huan smiled faintly. He took the opportunity to check his mobile phone alarm and, confirming it was set correctly, plugged the device in to charge.
Afterward, he completely relaxed and lay flat on his bed.
Every ti he finished a busy day and lay down on his bed with his entire body relaxed, Yan Huan could not help but let out a long, comfortable breath.
It could only be described as a fulfilling sense of everyday life.
Yan Huan turned to his side, took one last look at Spencer's blurry silhouette in the darkness, and then slowly closed his eyes, preparing to sleep.
"..."
Ti ticked by, but Spencer, sleeping on the floor, felt her drowsiness fading away entirely.
It was not because she was tense or shy about being in the sa room as soone of the opposite sex or anything like that.
Such complex emotions inevitably had to give way to basic instinct.
Just like how one could only think about lewd things after having a full stomach and warm clothes.
Her only feeling right now was:
It is so cold!
In the darkness, Spencer abruptly opened her eyes and reached out to pinch her blanket.
The temperature in Linn had not yet ward up to a comfortable level, and it had been raining outside all day. The room temperature right now, deep in the night, was barely over ten degrees Celsius.
The surrounding chill easily pierced through the practically non-existent thin blanket, turning her small feet ice-cold.
"Ugh..."
She gasped in shock, her ten toes curling up slightly in unison, finally managing to recover a bit of sensation.
Spencer racked her brains, attempting to adopt a strategy of curling up tightly to ward off the cold.
As a result, the previously well-draped blanket lifted, creating gaps that allowed a gust of cold air to seize the opportunity and invade.
"!!"
Her small face scrunched up, goosebumps rising all over her body from the cold, and she hurriedly reached around to press down the gaps in the blanket behind her back.
But now, she was so cold that her sleepiness vanished entirely.
Now wide awake, all the various sensations she had suppressed earlier due to her drowsiness ca flooding back.
The accelerated heartbeat of being alone in a room with him, the itchiness of skin under her clothes, the urge to use the restroom...
"..."
Soon after, she puffed out her cheeks and sat up, stealthily clutching her body as she padded out toward the restroom outside.
On the bed, the black cat, which had been resting with its eyes closed, watched Spencer walk out and let out a massive yawn.
Having resolved her personal needs, Spencer was just about to turn off the restroom light.
But precisely because the restroom was right next to the bedroom door, the spilling light allowed her to clearly see the appearance of Yan Huan lying there.
At this mont, he had his eyes quietly closed. It was unknown if he had fallen asleep.
His slightly turned head outlined his handso jawline and allowed Spencer a clear view of the collarbone exposed by his skewed collar.
Spencer swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her gaze moving down inch by inch.
Most importantly...
The blanket currently draped over Yan Huan looked so wide and thick!
Just as her eyes darted around and a mischievous idea seed to pop into her head...
Her sky-blue eyes locked once again with Myau-chan, who was resting on Yan Huan's chest with tucked paws, staring right back at her.
"...ow?"
Myau-chan blinked innocently, tilting his adorable round face.
"Click."
The next second, the restroom light was switched off.
Hearing the sound of the light switching off, Yan Huan, who had not yet fallen asleep, took a deep breath and intended to continue resting.
But a mont later, he felt the entire bed beneath him begin to shake.
Imdiately following that ca Myau-chan's panicked yowl as he was tossed flying, along with the ceaseless groaning of the bedfra...
"ow?!"
"Creak... creak..."
Yan Huan gasped in shock and abruptly opened his eyes.
But it was already too late!
He did not even have ti to defend his blanket, let alone Myau-chan.
Yan Huan only felt the blanket being violently yanked open, letting in a rush of cold air from the outside.
However, the chill did not last long. A soft, warm body carrying the scent of his own body wash squeezed into his bed in its place.
"What are you doing?!"
Yan Huan's drowsiness instantly vanished for the most part. He was about to throw off the blanket and sit up, but he felt as though a corner of the blanket had been pinned down by a heavy nail. He could not pull it open no matter what.
After struggling for quite a while, aside from the bed continuing to emit piercing creaks, he failed to pull it open even a single inch.
Taking a quick glance...
Well, well!
It was none other than Spencer with her puffed-out cheeks, gripping a corner of the blanket so tightly that he had no way of snatching it back.
"It was t-too cold over there... I-I want to sleep with you..."
Spencer's voice was soft and timid. Her entire body had fully slipped under the blanket, curling up right beside Yan Huan.
In the darkness, Yan Huan could not see that her face was already blushing bright red.
He could only vaguely see that she shyly buried half of her face beneath the blanket, leaving only a pair of sky-blue eyes to stare at him stubbornly.
"Cold?" Yan Huan was montarily speechless, and for a second, he truly could not think of a solution.
But right now, feeling the warm skin of her thighs and knees sporadically brushing against his own, his heart began to race violently.
Let us not forget that the Jinshi Group had likely not co looking for her because they already knew her current situation like the back of their hands.
It was entirely possible that right at this mont, a sniper's crosshairs were locked onto his head from outside the bedroom window!
At this thought, he suppressed the burning heat in his heart and lower abdon, rubbed the space between his eyebrows, and said,
"Then you could have told
in advance. Squeezing in just like this..."
"I-I did not know if you were asleep. If I woke you up..."
"Creak... creak..."
"Besides, look. Y-your blanket is so wide and thick, while mine was so thin and tiny..."
"Is this a problem with the blankets? You... If worst cos to worst, I will take you outside to book a hotel. There is still ti!"
"Creak... creak..."
"I refuse!"
"Then let go of the blanket first, and I will help you think of a solution!"
"I refuse!"
"Creak... creak..."
Outside the room, the tossed-out Myau-chan shook his head helplessly.
Promptly, he raised his tail and strolled over to sit outside the bedroom door, ready to watch the show.
He looked at the bed in the bedroom, which kept shaking and emitting shrill creaks, and then at the two people who were bickering and fighting over the blanket, yet simultaneously drawing closer to one another...
"ow~"
Myau-chan licked his paw and began to wash his face with his moistened paw pads.
On the bed, the Golden Bull Great Strength was truly terrifying. Since Yan Huan had not shed his clothes to fight bare-chested, he was temporarily unable to wrest the blanket back.
Consequently, he had no choice but to give up. Releasing his grip on the blanket, he planned to get off the bed and sleep on the floor himself,
"...Fine, you take the bed, and I will take the floor. Does that work for you?"
"..."
Watching him leave, Spencer, who had been stubborn a mont prior, had a slight change in expression.
Then, she subconsciously reached out...
And grabbed hold of his departing forearm.
"Clasp."
"Creak..."
Outside the door, Myau-chan, who was washing his face with his paw pads, paused his movents slightly and cast a side-eye at the progress between the two.
Then, he elegantly raised a hind leg and began licking the fur there.
"..."
anwhile on the bed, Yan Huan froze slightly as Spencer seized his arm.
His feet were already touching the freezing floor, but at this mont, he could not help looking back at the young girl clutching him.
He happened to et Spencer's gaze, her entire face now peeking out from beneath the blanket.
It was obviously Spencer who was tightly grasping Yan Huan's forearm, yet when Yan Huan's gaze returned to her, she appeared too shy to look him directly in the eye, let alone say anything.
She could only avert her gaze and lightly purse her pink lips.
Everything was understood without a single word.
Thus, her lips—the only part of her that moved—instantly hooked Yan Huan's attention, making it impossible for him to look away once he saw them.
Saliva secreted involuntarily.
It was as if he were savoring a certain delicacy he had tasted before, but could never get enough of.
And right now, that delicacy was only an inch away from him.
As he stared, Yan Huan's head uncontrollably moved closer to Spencer.
Spencer, acting on instinct, also received a certain special signal.
Her eyes fluttered, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.
The next second, she closed her eyes and tilted her head up slightly.
"..."
Seeing this scene, Yan Huan could no longer hold back.
As if he had been granted permission, he lowered his head inch by inch...
For the first ti, he took the initiative and captured Spencer's lips.
"Mmph..."
"Creak..."
Kiss God, activated.
The instant their lips t, Yan Huan imdiately felt his mind go blank.
Unable to control his emotions, Yan Huan leaned forward even further, wanting to get even closer to Spencer.
Because he also felt one of her small hands slip out from under the blanket to tightly clutch his lapel.
As it turned out, both were yearning for the other to draw nearer.
With the enhancent of Kiss God, his originally clumsy techniques were transforming into sheer perfection.
Ti ticked by minute by minute, yet each second seed to pass slower than the last.
An eternity seed to pass. It was only when Yan Huan genuinely ran out of breath that he reluctantly pulled away from Spencer.
At this very mont, however, Spencer kept her eyes misty, lingeringly chasing after his retreating lips.
"Haa..."
Spencer panted, resting in his arms for a long ti before she snapped back to her senses.
But before Yan Huan could utter a word, he felt the fabric of his shirt being gently tugged by her.
Tugged along with that force was Yan Huan's complete, undivided attention.
"Yan Huan..."
"Hmm?"
He subconsciously looked down at the young girl in his arms, only to see her gazing at him with misty eyes frad by her wavy golden hair. In a soft, pleading voice, she whispered,
"M-more, please..."
"..."
The mont he heard those words, Yan Huan acted as if he had gone mad, forcefully pressing her beneath him.
Panting heavily, Yan Huan stared down at Spencer, who was looking up at him innocently from his embrace, and asked through gritted teeth,
"Spencer... If you keep acting like this and I lose control, what then?!"
"Huh?"
But Spencer only looked at Yan Huan with a face full of confusion, seemingly not understanding what he ant.
"You little idiot, you read so much doujinshi, yet you do not know a single thing..."
Looking into her eyes that were intently fixed on him, Yan Huan sighed. He slowly shifted his grip from pinning her wrists to intertwining his fingers with hers.
Then, he leaned down again and gently kissed her lips.
But this ti, it was rely a fleeting peck.
"Mmph... kisses..."
Spencer licked her own lips, then rubbed her eyes and complained pitifully,
"I am so sleepy, Yan Huan... I want to sleep..."
"..."
Yan Huan was utterly rendered speechless.
This girl had fallen asleep right after kissing him, leaving him burning hot all over.
Right now, even though he had not a single inch of blanket covering him, he felt as if he were in the middle of a sweltering sumr heatwave, burning up so much he wanted to jump into a river.
But seeing her sleepy, scrunched-up face, Yan Huan could only offer a helpless smile.
He had no choice but to lie back down on the pillow. Clutching his forehead, he panted,
"Yeah... sleep, Spencer..."
"Creak..."
Spencer looked at him sleepily, but a second later, she took the initiative to lift a corner of the blanket and draped it over his body.
By the ti Yan Huan looked over in surprise, she had already closed her eyes. Leaning against his side, she whispered,
"Here... a little blanket for you to sleep..."
"..."
Yan Huan cast a glance at the blanket covering him and with great difficulty averted his gaze slightly.
"Good night, Yan Huan..."
It was only at this mont, upon hearing her wish him good night, that Yan Huan finally felt the raging fire within him calm down a little.
"...Good night, Spencer."
His dry mouth squeezed out a hoarse good night, and then he turned his head to the other side.
Just then, he happened to see Myau-chan, who had finished licking his fur, leap onto the edge of the bed.
He appraised the sleeping Spencer before looking at Yan Huan and saying,
"It seems things are getting pretty heated between you and Spencer, ow. I just do not know if there is still a place left for
to sleep..."
"Myau-chan, you... wait a mont before getting on the bed."
"ow?"
Myau-chan shot Yan Huan a confused look, only to watch him swallow a mouthful of saliva, which still failed to relieve the dryness in his mouth.
Thereupon, Yan Huan stuck up a thumb, pointing toward the living room, and casually added,
"Myau-chan, go pour
a glass of water first. I am thirsty."
"ow?!"
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