On the Wrong Bed

Wu Zifei opened her mouth but did not disturb her in the end. She gave a resigned sigh and mumbled, "You said it yourself. If anything happens, you can't blame me."

Supporting Song Nuanyi's weight, Wu Zifei's waist was sore. She bent down and could not help but grumble, "You usually look quite thin, but why are you so heavy?"

The person on her back naturally would not respond to her when she was asleep. When Wu Zifer saw her car, she was so happy that she cried.

When the two of them returned to the Wu family residence, she casually threw her onto the bed. She looked at Song Nuanyi, who was still sleeping after being treated like this. She groaned and thought that she was a fool for trying to keep her voice low the whole time.

"You tormented yourself to this state for a man. How stupid!" She let out a soft cry and helped Song Nuanyi take off her clothes and change into clean pajamas.

Song Nuanyi's body was no longer wet and gradually warmed up. She reached out to hold the blanket in her arms.

Seeing that Song Nuanyi was sleeping soundly, Wu Zifei went to another room.

In the middle of the night, Song Nuanyi woke up to go to the bathroom. However, she was half asleep and her eyes were still closed. She fumbled her way into the bathroom, and after she was done, she walked out of the room in a daze.

She thought that she was in the Cao family residence, so she followed the location of the room in her memory. She opened the door and went in. She touched the side of the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay down. Feeling the heat around her, she habitually hugged the person in bed.

The whole movement was done in one go.

In the darkness, Wu Chenjin felt the soft body in his arms, and his whole body froze.

If he had not recognized her when she entered the room, he would have thrown her out by now.

Why was she here?

Why did she enter his room?

Why did she lie on his bed?

Questions appeared in Wu Chenjin's mind, but his usually sharp and clear mind was completely warmed by the soft body in his arms. It was as if his mind had turned into a paste.

"You delivered yourself to me." After a long while, a soft sigh could be heard.

The next day, a scream came from the Wu family residence.

Song Nuanyi was woken up by this sound. She frowned impatiently and opened her eyes to see the completely unfamiliar ceiling.

She sat up in horror and looked at Wu Zifei at the door. She was the one who had screamed just now.

She pointed at them with a trembling finger and asked, "Why are you two sleeping together?"

This was simply a matter that overturned her worldview. Although she knew that her brother had always been secretly in love with Song Nuanyi, Song Nuanyi did not have any feelings for her brother at all. Moreover, Song Nuanyi was going to get married tomorrow.

Could it be that her brother had used force on Song Nuanyi?

Her expression became even more terrified.

Song Nuanyi looked at the other person lying on the bed. Wu Chenjin stretched his limbs and lay comfortably on the bed. However, he had not slept the whole night and his dark circles were a little heavy. After all, he was not the one who took the initiative yesterday, therefore, he did not feel guilty at all.

However, when Song Nuanyi turned her gaze over, he still turned his head away in disappointment.

Seeing him again, seeing him so alive, Song Nuanyi's eyes reddened. The memories from yesterday slowly surfaced in her mind. She had a bold guess. She pinched her thigh hard, and she felt intense pain. She knew that this was not a dream.

She had really come back, back before everything had happened.

Wu Chenjin could not help but look at her. When she saw her red eyes, he was a little flustered. He was at a loss and wanted to explain, but in the end, he still used his usual annoying tone. He deliberately said, "Why are you crying? I'll be responsible for you. Can't I just marry you?"

He narrowed his eyes and waited for her to fly into a rage.

He did not expect her to suddenly appear in his arms. Song Nuanyi pounced on him and cried silently, her tears soaking his chest.

Wu Chenjin panicked. "Why are you crying!"

Seeing that she was still crying, he could only pat her back gently and coax her unskillfully. "Be good, don't cry."

Who knew that these words would make her cry out loud, her voice tearing his heart apart.

Wu Chenjin could feel that her entire body was trembling.

He frowned as his anger surged. He wanted to tear the person who made her cry into pieces, even if that person was very likely to be him.