Daily life of working as a substitute bride for a wealthy family

Xiang Ran followed Sheng Yang to his room.

There is also a large Chinese-style wooden bed in the middle, but there is a tent on top.

Maybe it’s because it’s close to the north and faces the water, so there are many mosquitoes?

Outside the window are the shadows of branches scattered in all directions...

After looking around, Xiang Ran's heartbeat stabilized. She was planning how to persuade Sheng Yang to sleep in her room across the street.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yang went to close the door.

"You men shouldn't be afraid of centipedes, right?" Xiang Ran asked tentatively.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm afraid that if there are bugs in this house, you'll scream in the middle of the night and scare everyone, so I'd rather stay here with you." Sheng Yang said with a smile.

"Will there be one here too?" Xiang Ran asked in disbelief.

“It’s hard to say.”

"Then what should we do?" Xiang Ran stood up and went to open the cupboard door... Suddenly, her hand froze and she turned back to smile at Sheng Yang, "There are blankets and thin quilts! Then, can I make you a bed on the floor?"

Sheng Yang asked back, "Why do you want to sleep on the floor?"

Xiang Ran spread the blanket on the floor and said as she did so, "Because you're the bravest man I've ever met! Think about it, if there really were bugs in the room, they would harass you sleeping on the floor first, buying me precious time to move them. You're not afraid anyway, right?"

Sheng Yang smiled bitterly: "But is it necessary for you to spread the blanket so far away from the bed?"

"There's water outside the window. Being near water brings wealth and good fortune to men." Xiang Ran finished making the bed and threw a pillow at him. "I'm going to the bathroom to wash up first."

Sheng Yang muttered to her from behind, "Are you really using the bravest man as a tool?"

"Only use it if it's useful." Xiang Ran replied casually.

I couldn't help but secretly regret it after saying it.

This statement is quite ambiguous.

But within a few minutes, the ambiguity "disappeared".

Xiang Ran opened the bathroom door a little: "Sheng Yang, Sheng Yang!"

Sheng Yang was getting angry when he suddenly heard someone calling him in a mosquito-like voice.

Uh, could it be that she changed her mind?

When he reached the bathroom door, he confirmed that it was Xiang Ran who was calling.

"what happened?"

"Um...my period came suddenly. Could you go to the next room and get me a sanitary napkin from a small bag I have?"

It sounds kind of joyful.

Sheng Yang gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll go!"

Not long after, he returned to the bathroom door and knocked: "I brought it, take a look and see if it is this?"

The door was opened a crack, and a hand stretched out, holding a sanitary napkin: "Yes. This is it!"

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Xiang Ran "tormented" herself in the bathroom for a while and came out only after washing up.

Sheng Yang came in from outside the room.

"Are you going out?" Xiang Ran asked.

"Just had a cigarette on the balcony."

Sheng Yang took off his shoes, lay on his back on the floor, and looked at her coldly.

Xiang Ran secretly laughed.

Anyway, it’s true that she’s having her period.

This is just great.

She puffed out her chest. She felt like she had originally needed to find an excuse to shirk responsibility, but now she had a legitimate reason, and she seemed to have gained more confidence.

No wonder my breasts started to swell up a few days ago.

She lay down on the bed and reached out to flip the switch: "I turned off the light?"

The man on the ground snorted, "Hmm."

"Click" the lights in the room went out.

There was only a faint light outside the window.

It stands to reason that when the lights dim, it will become cooler.

But Sheng Yang felt a kind of heat...

The heat of not being able to succeed.

Xiang Ran heard the sound of him kicking off the quilt and secretly glanced at the ground - he was not covered with anything, lying on his back, rubbing his head.

Could it be that his head hurts again?

After a long time, the man on the ground finally stopped making any sound.

Xiang Ran pricked up his ears and heard shallow breathing sounds.

Well, this man doesn't snore.

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There was a slight pain in her abdomen, and Xiang Ran couldn't sleep.

I was also worried that Sheng Yang would catch a cold if he didn't cover himself with something.

She stood up in the dark and picked up the quilt on the ground quietly. She felt that the backrest of the quilt was facing the air vent of the air conditioner, so it was quite cold.

Or... wake him up and let him go to bed?

But the moment the hand touched Sheng Yang's forehead, it stopped.

Forget it, men and women shouldn’t touch each other.

She put the thin blanket in her hand on his waist and was about to leave when a faint smell of tobacco hit her. The man stretched out his arm to hold her, and Xiang Ran almost lost her balance.

"Don't move!" Sheng Yang stood up and supported her, "Let's go to bed together."

Xiang Ran didn't say anything.

But Sheng Yang had already sat on the bed after picking up the thin blanket on the floor. He patted the edge of the bed and said, "Come here."

Xiang Ran hesitated slightly, then got on the bed and lay down carefully next to the man.

Sheng Yang seemed to be lying very properly. Soon his breathing became slower and heavier than before.

Xiang Ran thought he had fallen asleep.

She reached out and pulled the thin blanket closer to her chest. It seemed as if there was still some coldness on him...

Xiang Ran finally relaxed and was about to close her eyes, but Sheng Yang turned over and faced her sideways, so that their noses were only a few millimeters apart.

Xiang Ran held her breath nervously.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" he asked.

"My stomach is a little bloated..."

After a while, he suddenly reached out to touch her and untied the laces of her nightgown in a few seconds!

Xiang Ran quickly held down his hand: "Sheng Yang...that...will stain the sheets."

The man didn't say anything. He gently moved his hand down, placed his palm on her lower abdomen, and asked in a daze, "Is it here?"

It took Xiang Ran a long time to realize that he wanted to help her cover her stomach.

His body was still a little cold, but his palms were really hot.

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In her twenties and over, no man had ever treated her like this.

So...how is it?

Xiang Ran always scoffed at the loving couples in TV dramas - they must be fake.

In her eyes, most men in this world are idiots, such as those men in her hometown village who are lazy, poor, and violent towards women.

She had never seen a gentle man, even one who was occasionally gentle - except for a boy named Wei whom she met in the university English club.

That’s right, Xiang Ran might have had a crush on him at that time.

I can’t say what I like about that boy. Maybe it’s because of his politeness, or maybe it’s because of his care and respect for his female friends.

So - originally she and Sheng Yang were not from the same world.

Without this "deal", they would not be able to lie in the same bed.

He treated her like this because he thought she was "Su Yiqing".

A rich lady from a distinguished family with support from others.

Stripping away this identity, she was just the servant whom he didn't want to look at, and couldn't even touch the wheels of his suitcase.

No?

Xiang Ran smiled bitterly.

She doesn't need even a moment of warmth!

She couldn't let herself get addicted!

She pushed his hand away with force as if she was angry!

Sheng Yang asked dazedly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Xiang Ran replied.

He put his hand on her stomach again and rubbed it gently: "Is your stomach still uncomfortable?"

"No." Xiang Ran replied coldly.

But Sheng Yang didn't say anything, he just continued to rub her belly over and over again...

I don't know how long it took, but I heard the chirping of birds outside -