Sheng Fenghua looked at Si Zhanbei, who was walking in front, and panicked. She hurriedly shouted, "Si Zhanbei!"
Si Zhanbei turned around, glanced at Sheng Fenghua, and asked, "What's the matter?"
For some reason, when she met Si Zhanbei's gaze on her, Sheng Fenghua couldn't bring herself to say the words "You go and sleep next door". She shook her head randomly and said, "No, nothing."
Si Zhanbei looked at her deeply and said, "Since there's nothing, let's rest early."
With that, he strode into the room. He was afraid that if he was one step slower, Sheng Fenghua would go back on her word and chase him away.
Sheng Fenghua hesitated for a moment, but she still walked into her own room.
Si Zhanbei saw that Sheng Fenghua had entered, and he was a little excited but also slightly nervous. Just like when she called out to him just now, he was still a little scared.
After all, he had mustered up a lot of courage and braved the mentality of being chased out by Sheng Fenghua to walk into this room.
Sheng Fenghua entered and looked at Si Zhanbei, who was sitting on the bed. Her face was red as she lowered her head, not daring to look at him. Therefore, she did not notice Si Zhanbei's nervousness.
At this moment, Si Zhanbei's face was also a little hot. He clenched his fists tightly, and his head slightly lowered. He remained quiet, waiting for Sheng Fenghua's decision.
However, after waiting for a long time, he did not hear Sheng Fenghua's voice and could not help but raise his head. He saw her shy look with her head lowered. The nervousness and agitation in his heart immediately eased, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Although Sheng Fenghua did not speak, her red face and lowered head had already told him the answer. Si Zhanbei could not help but feel happy. He suppressed the urge to pull his little wife into his arms and said softly, "Why are you still standing? Come to bed and sleep."
As he said this, he moved his body to the side so that Sheng Fenghua could get into bed.
When Sheng Fenghua saw Si Zhanbei's actions, her face turned beet-red, and her head lowered as if she wanted to bury it in her chest. Then, she quickly climbed into bed, not even daring to look at him.
Looking at his little wife's shy look, Si Zhanbei was not nervous at all. He turned his head and looked at Sheng Fenghua, who had shrunk into the quilt and even covered her head. He smiled and asked, "Aren't you hot?"
'Hot, so hot.'
Sheng Fenghua replied in her heart, but she did not dare to lift the quilt. She was afraid that Si Zhanbei would see her face, which was as red as a ripe apple.
Originally, she was not a very shy person. But for some reason, when she faced Si Zhanbei, she could not help her bashfulness, her face blushing.
Perhaps, this was the difference between loving someone and not loving someone.
Si Zhanbei saw that Sheng Fenghua still did not remove the quilt, so he shook his head and lay down beside her.
When Sheng Fenghua heard Si Zhanbei's movements, she was nervous for a moment, thinking that he would do something. However, time passed bit by bit, and he did not do anything, not even pulling the blanket.
Her heart overcame with anxiety again. Although Si Zhanbei's body looked good, it was already autumn. How could he sleep at night without the blanket?
And there was only a blanket on the bed, but now, it was wrapped around her. Should she give half to him?
Sheng Fenghua was a little conflicted. If she gave half to Si Zhanbei, the distance between the two would definitely be much closer, and they might even be intimate. But if she didn't split it, what if Si Zhanbei caught a cold?