Lord Tianshi, please take your seat

In the evening, both of them lay on their beds, and the room was silent.

Xia Chuyu put her hand on the wall, absorbing too much Yang Qi, she could no longer walk through the wall as she wanted.

Turning sideways, Xia Chuyu was staring at the wall in a daze.

Although there is no light in the room, her ghost's vision is indeed extremely sensitive.

The other side was still as calm as ever, Xia Chuyu thought, does she really not have to turn over when she sleeps at night?Can I really sleep like that?

Thinking about it, Xia Chuyu unconsciously called out, "Wan Ning?"

Realizing what she had done, Xia Chuyu quickly covered her mouth, carefully waiting for the movement from the other side.

It was still silent, Xia Chuyu felt a little lost, she probably couldn't hear it.

Suddenly, there were bursts of suppressed coughing from the other side of the wall.

The voice went from cautious at the beginning to uncontrollable later.

Xia Chuyu propped herself up, leaning on the wall anxiously: "Wan Ning? How are you?"

All she answered was a cough.

Xia Chuyu habitually prepared to go through the wall, but her head hurt from being knocked.

Realizing that she could no longer penetrate the wall, she hurriedly got out of bed and walked around the master bedroom.

Zhong Wanning was sitting on the bed at the moment, covering her mouth and coughing.

Accompanied by her violent coughing, blushing gradually appeared on her face.

His clothes were half covered, his black hair drooped slightly, and there seemed to be some physiological tears in his eyes.

Hearing the movement, Zhong Wanning raised her head: "Sorry, I disturbed you."

Xia Chuyu shook her head, with a worried look on her face: "Didn't you say you're already well? Why are you still coughing so badly?"

Zhong Wanning, who finally coughed, exhaled, and waved at Xia Chuyu: "Come here."

Xia Chuyu stood where she was, shaking her head: "I still don't want to go there."

Zhong Wanning's hand didn't let go, Xia Chuyu only felt that the chain around his neck began to glow red again.

A burst of pulling force hit, Xia Chuyu lightened her body and landed in Zhong Wanning's arms.

As soon as she raised her head, Zhong Wanning's cool fingertips touched Xia Chuyu's forehead.

The place where her fingertips were pointing was the place where Xia Chuyu accidentally knocked against the wall just now.

I didn't feel it just now, but after being touched by Zhong Wanning, I suddenly felt some faint pain on my forehead.

The cool spiritual power flowed on Xia Chuyu's forehead, and it didn't take a moment for her forehead to return to its original state.

"The yang energy in your body can last for a while, don't always use your body to penetrate walls these days."

Zhong Wanning put down her hands, and her knuckle fingers ran through Xia Chuyu's hair.

Realizing that she was still nestled in Zhong Wanning's arms, Xia Chuyu propped herself up and got ready.

Xia Chuyu stopped silently.

Because she was brought over by the chain around her neck just now, in a panic, Xia Chuyu pressed one hand on Zhong Wanning's chest and the other on Zhong Wanning's abdomen.

These abs are really good, Xia Chuyu thought secretly.

Realizing that she was stealing money, Xia Chuyu quickly sat up at the end of the bed, keeping a certain distance from Zhong Wanning.

With his arms empty, the loss in Zhong Wanning's eyes was fleeting, and he lowered his arms.

The two looked at each other, and there was another silence.

Zhong Wanning's cough broke the silence again.

Xia Chuyu hurried to the table and poured a glass of water to Zhong Wanning.

In a hurry, the teacup was overturned and spilled directly onto the bed.

The cup lid wobbled to the ground, cracked and shattered.

"I'm sorry, Wan Ning..."

Xia Chuyu wanted to cry, but she didn't have any tears. She was holding firewood to put out the fire--a waste of help.

The bed was soaked with water, and I couldn't sleep even if I wanted to sleep.

Compared to Xia Chuyu's embarrassment, Zhong Wanning was very calm. She picked up the teacup and the broken lid and put them back on the table.

Xia Chuyu could only silently follow behind Zhong Wanning without saying a word.

"I'll sleep with you tonight." Zhong Wanning said calmly.

"What?" Xia Chuyu couldn't believe it, sleeping with her last night had absorbed so much of her yang energy, and she still had it today.

Zhong Wanning did what she said, and dragged Xia Chuyu to the inner room.

Until both of them lay down on the bed, Xia Chuyu still couldn't react.

She moved silently, a little further away from Zhong Wanning.

"Wan Ning, why don't I go out. It doesn't matter if our ghosts don't sleep."

Hearing Xia Chuyu's words, Zhong Wanning, who never turned over, turned sideways and pulled Xia Chuyu to her side.

Forcibly pressing Xia Chuyu's head into his arms: "Sleep."

Xia Chuyu blinked blankly, and seemed to be able to hear Zhong Wanning's strong heartbeat.

"Are... are you really okay?"

The only answer to her was the sound of even breathing above her head.

The corners of Xia Chuyu's mouth twitched, did she fall asleep so fast?

Helpless, worried that the unconscious would absorb Zhong Wanning's yang energy, Xia Chuyu simply didn't sleep, and nestled quietly in Zhong Wanning's arms.

In the morning, when Zhong Wanning woke up, she saw Xia Chuyu in her arms sleeping peacefully.

Zhong Wanning, who had always been strict and self-disciplined, didn't get up immediately, and she didn't move with her arms around Xia Chuyu.

The fingertips stopped at the chain on Xia Chuyu's neck, stroking lightly.

His eyes were fixed on Xia Chuyu's face in a daze, and his fingers restlessly traced the outline of her face.

The person in his arms seemed to have had a bad dream, and hugged Zhong Wanning back vigorously, muttering something in his mouth.

Sensing Xia Chuyu's uneasiness, Zhong Wanning patted her on the back lightly, resting her thin chin on top of Xia Chuyu's head.

Refreshing spiritual energy wandered around the body, comforting silently.

The person in his arms groaned and woke up leisurely.

Realizing that she had fallen asleep again, Xia Chuyu was a little anxious, and hurriedly wanted to check on Zhong Wanning's situation.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Wanning's chin was on the top of her head. When she exerted force, Zhong Wanning felt pain, and she covered her chin and looked at Xia Chuyu calmly.

"woke up."

As always, a calm greeting.

Xia Chuyu looked left and right nervously, confirming that Zhong Wanning was fine, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The two were still leaning on the bedside, when Ye Zhinan's voice came from outside the door.

"Senior Sister? Senior Sister?"

Seeing no one answered, Ye Zhinan opened the door and walked in.

There was no one in the master bedroom, so Ye Zhinan gave a suspicious snort, and then heard that cold voice coming from the side room: "Zhinan."

"Senior Sister? Are you sleeping in the side room?" Ye Zhinan went around suspiciously and saw Zhong Wanning sitting on the bed.

Xia Chuyu sat beside Zhong Wanning quietly, because Xia Chuyu didn't sleep well at night, Zhong Wanning's neckline was slightly torn open.

The ends of their hair hung together, like lovers cuddling together.

Ye Zhinan seemed to have discovered a new continent, and stared at Xia Chuyu curiously.

Senior Sister has a cold temper, never likes to get close to others, recently she has changed her temperament, and she actually slept with this ghost servant.

Uncomfortable being watched by Ye Zhinan, Xia Chuyu shrank behind Zhong Wanning.

Sensing Xia Chuyu's movements, Zhong Wanning turned sideways slightly, blocking Ye Zhinan's view.

"Zhinan, go outside and wait, I'll be right there."

"Oh, good." Ye Zhinan pondered his chin and left with a smile.

The door was closed, and Zhong Wanning was about to get up and get out of bed.

Xia Chuyu naturally helped her change clothes, but Zhong Wanning just lowered her eyes and did not stop her.

After tidying up, Xia Chuyu thought that Zhong Wanning would leave directly, but unexpectedly she sat on the stool and pointed to the comb: "Help me tie my hair."

"Ah?" Before Xia Chuyu could react, she let out an ah.

But seeing that Zhong Wanning was still sitting there as stable as Mount Tai, Xia Chuyu hurried forward to pick up the comb.

Skillfully tied up her hair with a headband, Xia Chuyu quietly stood aside and looked at Zhong Wanning.

The two were silent for a long time, Zhong Wanning stroked her hair: "Why no braids?"

"What?" Xia Chuyu didn't react.

Zhong Wanning repeated again: "Why no braids?"

Only then did Xia Chuyu want to come up, she had braided her hair as a prank.

All along, Zhong Wanning behaved well, and Xia Chuyu thought she was angry, so she lowered her head listlessly.

"I'm sorry Wan Ning, I won't do it in the future."

"I want braids." Zhong Wanning spoke out every word as if angry.

I've never seen Zhong Wanning so willful, Xia Chuyu couldn't react.

Looking at Zhong Wanning's still calm and persistent eyes, it doesn't look like a lie.

Xia Chuyu picked up a comb and braided Zhong Wanning's hair. This time, Xia Chuyu didn't dare to do it in front of Zhong Wanning.

The braid was very thin, Xia Chuyu carefully hid it in Zhong Wanning's other strands of hair.

After getting what she wanted, Zhong Wanning got up, returned to her usual indifferent and alienated appearance, and opened the door to go out.