Chapter 362 Sleeping in Each Other's Arms

Eye to eye.

Zhao Wei's deep and dark eyes were filled with sleepiness, not as sharp as they were during the day.

The soft moonlight fell on his sharp face, and the cold and hard lines seemed to be softened, strangely soothing Tang Nuan's anxiety. The hands that supported his chest did not tremble anymore, but he was too nervous, and his heart was beating fast.

Zhao Wei stared at the woman in his arms, and confusion flashed in his eyes, as if he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality.

If it was in a dream, the touch was too real.

If it was in reality, Tang Nuan would never climb into his bed.

Zhao Wei blinked slowly, and his eyes gradually became clear.

The touch in his hand was soft, and the temperature of the skin penetrated the clothes. Her shadow in the hazy moonlight also solidified, and a pair of black eyes were wet like a deer in the jungle, panicking.

He was stunned for a rare time, and lost his voice: "You..." Why are you in my bed?

Zhao Wei quickly realized that this was not right, and swallowed the second half.

After a moment of silence, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Why don't you sleep so late?"

Tang Nuan's face was flushed.

Inexplicably, she understood what he had not said.

She moved her arm awkwardly, signaling him to let go: "It hurts."

Zhao Wei looked at her watery eyes, which were misty with grievance, pursed the corners of his lips, and loosened the hand holding her arm.

When he held Tang Nuan's arm, he used a little force to support her arm.

As he let go, Tang Nuan was relieved of the force, her arm softened, and she fell into his arms, her face buried in his neck.

It's over!

Tang Nuan was desperate.

In the silent night, only the heartbeats of the two people were particularly clear.

She didn't move.

Zhao Wei didn't lift her up.

Both of them kept a weird posture stiffly.

The atmosphere was subtle and ambiguous.

Zhao Wei keenly felt her gentle breathing spraying on the fragile and sensitive skin of his neck, and the numbness mobilized his blood and surged rapidly. The sweet fragrance of her body lingered in his nose, and his heart was numb and itchy.

He closed his eyes, hugged her sideways, put her on the inside, and then turned over and sat up.

Only then did he realize that this was not a study, but a soft couch in the main house.

"I..." Tang Nuan wanted to wrap herself in the quilt and bury herself, like an ostrich to escape the current situation, but she could not avoid it. Her eyes were covered with water and she explained in a low voice: "I packed my things today, my waist was a little sore, and the mattress was too fluffy and soft. I was uncomfortable sleeping, so I... I went to sleep on the couch. You... why are you here?"

The last sentence was as thin as a mosquito, like a mutter in his mouth, very vague.

But Zhao Wei heard it.

He pinched his eyebrows and said, "I went the wrong way."

Tang Nuan grabbed the quilt with her fingers and looked at him eagerly.

I hope he gets off the bed and goes back to the study.

This will relieve her discomfort.

And the heartbeat that she has lost control of.

Zhao Wei lowered his eyes and looked at her, his long black hair spread all over the pillow, his fair and delicate face, red because of shyness, half of his face was tucked into the quilt, only a pair of moist eyes were exposed.

Clean and clear, people can see clearly what she is thinking at a glance, and look forward to him leaving soon.

A strange feeling surged in his heart, and he actually felt that she looked soft and cute.

Zhao Wei felt that he was considerate, not embarrassing, and would not force others.

Maybe she was too tired, or maybe she looked like this, so that people wanted to bully her, to see if the misty eyes would be anxious to cry.

He lay on the couch again, his tall and straight body, occupying most of the couch.

Tang Nuan was so shocked that her eyes widened, and she huddled up, with her back tightly pressed against the back of the couch, leaving a gap in the middle.

Compared with Zhao Wei's wanton sleeping posture, she looked like a pitiful little thing.

"You...you're not going to the study?"

Zhao Wei was silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

Tang Nuan knew that he was not asleep, and her eyes were full of annoyance. She never thought that he would not leave and lie down directly without waiting for her to get off the bed.

His presence was too strong. If she was trapped on the soft couch, she would not be able to close her eyes tonight.

Climb off... climb off him...

Tang Nuan closed her eyes in despair, her ears were burning, she could not do such a thing again.

"Zhao Wei." Tang Nuan mustered up the courage, stretched out a finger, poked his arm, puffed up her cheeks, his arm was so hard. Seeing that he did not respond, she continued to poke, it seemed to be harder than before, and her clothes were tightened. She whispered: "Get up for a while, I'll go back to bed."

Zhao Wei still did not respond.

Tang Nuan persisted and poked him again. He moved. Before she could react, her finger was grabbed by a large and hot hand. She stared at his dark eyes in a daze, and was too scared to move.

"Be honest." Zhao Wei raised his sword eyebrows: "Didn't you say that sleeping in bed is uncomfortable?"

But sleeping with you is even more uncomfortable...

Tang Nuan didn't dare to say it. He was fierce and dangerous now. She was afraid of angering him and said "Oh" without any ambition.

Zhao Wei saw that she didn't move obediently, so he loosened the unspeakably soft fingers, pulled down the quilt that blocked her nose, pressed it on her chin, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Sleep."

Tang Nuan was stunned, staring at his profile in a daze, falling into his rare tenderness just now. She was dazed for a while, slowly woke up, and heard his even breathing. He was asleep.

She gently rubbed her chin and lay down beside him, not making any more noise.

The couch was spacious, but it was a little narrow for two people.

Tang Nuan was uncomfortable and turned over repeatedly, trying not to touch Zhao Wei.

She still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Finally, she stared at his sleeping face and sighed softly.

It was a little cold in the second half of the night. Tang Nuan struggled for a while and gave him half of the quilt to cover him.

The next moment, she fell into a broad and strong embrace.

His voice sounded above her head: "Don't move around, you're disturbing me. I have to go back to the military camp for training at four o'clock."

Tang Nuan was silent for a moment, slowly relaxed her stiff body, and prepared to endure a night of torture.

Then, she was shocked again.

He gently patted her back like coaxing a child to sleep.

Tang Nuan's eyes were hot and her heart was sour. She completely gave up struggling in his gentleness and consideration. Without resistance, her cheek gently rested on his chest.

Listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, I felt a sense of relief and fell asleep in a daze.

The two of them slept in each other's arms for a whole night, and the atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious.

So much so that when Tang Nuan woke up in bed, she looked dazed, as if it was all a dream.

She stared at the soft couch opposite in a daze.

The maid came in from outside and saw that Tang Nuan was awake, and asked: "Madam, do you want to get up?"

Tang Nuan came back to her senses and looked at the maid, and found that it was a strange face.

The maid said: "I was transferred by the fourth master to take care of you."

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