With a soft "pop" sound, the room fell into darkness.
Jiang Zhihao huddled under the quilt, and before he could say anything, Li Bing took the initiative to hug him.
His body tightened subconsciously. At this time, Li Bing made a low voice: "Don't talk, don't move, just hold her like this."
Jiang Zhihao smiled bitterly and could only do as she said.
Li Bing didn't do anything inappropriate, but she could feel that the temperature of her body was a little high, and she was obviously not very calm.
The breathing of both parties was deliberately kept steady. Li Bing's head was nestled on Jiang Zhihao's neck, and the faint fragrance of her hair came from the tip of his nose.
Even though there were two sets of bathrobes between them, Jiang Zhihao could still imagine the scenery under the bathrobes.
A woman's body is soft, and this softness is not just imaginary, but exists in every sense.
Jiang Zhihao could even feel that his arms were tightly attached to hers, and the softness made him dare not move for fear of making both parties more embarrassed.
After a while, Li Bing suddenly asked: "What do you and your wife do when you sleep?"
Jiang Zhihao didn't quite understand what her question was about, so he could only say: "I didn't do anything."
"Can you say good night?" Li Bing asked.
Jiang Zhihao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he seemed to be thinking too much and said: "Yes."
"Then can you tell me?" Li Bing asked.
"Good night." Jiang Zhihao said calmly.
Li Bing didn't respond immediately. After a long time, she made a slightly shy voice: "Good night, husband."
This shout made all the hair on Jiang Zhihao's body stand up.
He had never thought that being called husband by a woman would feel like this.
Obviously Zhong Jiawei had shouted so many times, and Yan Jiani had also shouted many times, but only Li Bing's shout made him have a completely different feeling.
And this feeling made Jiang Zhihao really relax.
He understood that Li Bing really regarded him as her husband, whether he really experienced this feeling or did it deliberately.
But after all, what she did was consistent with what she said.
As long as she can control herself, she won't do anything else.
At least he wouldn't be like Murong Lanyi who dared to drug him without saying a word.
There are probably not many crazy women like that in the world.
Sighing slightly, Jiang Zhihao closed his eyes and stopped thinking about what was and was not.
The warm breath spread through the quilt, slowly seeping into the skin and into the heart.
That night, Jiang Zhihao slept deeply.
Li Bing didn't even know when he got up. When he opened his eyes, he was the only one left on the bed.
After getting up and getting dressed silently, Jiang Zhihao opened the door and saw Li Bing sitting at the dining table in a daze.
In front of her, there were two glasses of milk, two slices of toast, and two hard-boiled eggs.
Jiang Zhihao walked over without much hesitation and said: "Morning."
Li Bing came back to his senses, turned to look at him, and smiled slightly: "Good morning."
As the saying goes, a smile brings beauty, Jiang Zhihao discovered for the first time that Li Bing's beauty is very unique.
She looks cold, but in fact, this face is very charming.
Once the cold feeling is removed, the charm is really hard to resist.
From a certain perspective, she is a bit like Wang Yingjun.