Chapter 26 Sharing the Same Bed

Chapter 26 Sharing the Same Bed

Qin Zhuoran looked at Meng Yitong lying on her back on the bed and said, "Would you like to take a bath to relax?"

He couldn’t understand how the girl who was full of energy during the photoshoot could look like this right after it was over.

"But I don’t feel like running the water!" Meng Yitong replied in a muffled voice.

She was completely worn out today. If it weren’t for the fear that Qin Zhuoran might bail next time and refuse to continue shooting with her, she wouldn’t have pushed herself this hard!

Thinking that she still hadn’t removed her makeup, Meng Yitong forced herself to get up and went into the bathroom.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, she saw Qin Zhuoran filling the bathtub with water. Watching him roll up his sleeves and bend over to adjust the water temperature, she thought he looked incredibly handsome.

At this moment, it was as if he were glowing, making him shine brightly.

Meng Yitong felt her heart beating faster and faster, to the point where she could even hear her own heartbeat.

She quickly turned around and tried to act composed as she continued removing her makeup.

Before she could finish removing her makeup, she heard Qin Zhuoran’s gentle voice behind her, "The water’s ready. I added some lavender essential oil to help relieve fatigue. You can soak in it later."

After saying that, he walked out without another word, even closing the bathroom door for Meng Yitong.

When Meng Yitong finished removing her makeup and lay comfortably in the bathtub, she couldn’t help but smile happily.

She felt her heart filled with joy, the kind that couldn’t be contained.

Qin Zhuoran, who was in the walk-in closet getting his change of clothes to go to another bathroom for a shower, couldn’t help but shake his head when he heard the giggling coming from the bathroom.

He thought to himself: What a little girl, happy one moment, troubled the next. Her emotions are as unpredictable as the weather in June.

When Meng Yitong finished her bath and returned to the room, she found that Qin Zhuoran had also finished his shower and was lying on the right side of the bed in his robe, just like he did the day before.

Feeling a bit shy, Meng Yitong couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed when she saw that he was only sitting there looking at his phone and didn’t even glance at her.

Meng Yitong also sat down on the side where she had slept the day before. She checked her phone and saw that it was almost 1 a.m. She quickly put her phone down and got under the covers.

She didn’t want to repeat the miserable experience she had at the hospital that day.

After a busy day, Qin Zhuoran finally took the time before bed to reply to all the messages he had received during the day.

When Qin Zhuoran finished replying to the messages and turned his head, he saw Meng Yitong wrapped in the blanket and lying in bed.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of disappointment, though he wasn’t sure what he was disappointed about.

Qin Zhuoran silently turned off the bedside lamp and got into bed, ready to sleep.

Perhaps because she had slept on this side the day before, Qin Zhuoran felt that the blanket was filled with a sweet fragrance. The fragrance wafted into his nose and lingered in his mind, making his thoughts a complete mess.

When he closed his eyes, the images that appeared in his mind were of the intimate moments they shared when they woke up in the morning and during the photoshoot earlier that day.

Meanwhile, Meng Yitong couldn’t sleep either. She felt that the room temperature was too low, and even wrapped in the blanket, she was still cold.

She had clearly turned up the temperature the day before. Did someone lower it when they cleaned the room?

She really didn’t understand why they set the air conditioning so low. It was the middle of summer, and she was wrapped in a blanket but still couldn’t sleep because of the cold.

But she didn’t want to adjust the temperature now. First, the temperature control switch was installed quite far from the bed, and she would have to get out of bed to adjust it.

Also, the temperature control switch was on Qin Zhuoran's side, and she was worried that moving over there might wake him up.

Thinking about how he had accompanied her for a whole day of taking photos, she thought he must be exhausted.

Unfortunately, Meng Yitong couldn’t hold out much longer. She figured that if she continued to sleep like this, she might catch a cold tomorrow.

Wanting to take care of herself but too lazy to get out of bed, Meng Yitong eventually rolled over to Qin Zhuoran's side, and sure enough, it was much warmer.

While wrapping her arms and legs around the human heater beside her, Meng Yitong thought, "He's my husband, so why not take advantage of his good mood now?"

Just as Meng Yitong was lost in these thoughts, Qin Zhuoran, whom she thought had already fallen asleep, suddenly wrapped his arms around her.

Meng Yitong froze in surprise. However, what she imagined didn’t happen. After hugging her, Qin Zhuoran remained motionless and fell back asleep.

Meng Yitong sighed in relief, realizing he was just asleep and had moved unconsciously.

Meng Yitong lay in his arms for a while, listening to his steady breathing and the "thump, thump, thump" of his heartbeat, the loud heartbeat keeping her awake.

Meng Yitong couldn’t help but shift her position, but before she could settle into a new posture, she was pressed back into his arms.

Accompanying this action was a voice saying, "Stop moving!"

Now Meng Yitong really didn’t dare to move. Her face was pressed tightly against Qin Zhuoran's chest.

The sound of Qin Zhuoran's heartbeat continued to "thump, thump, thump" through her.

Meng Yitong, who thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep, unknowingly fell into a deep slumber. When she opened her eyes the next day, she found that she was the only one left in bed.

Meng Yitong rolled to her side of the bed, reached for her phone, and saw that it was already 10 in the morning.

Meng Yitong hurriedly got up to wash up, thinking to herself, "I can’t stay up late anymore; waking up this late every day makes a terrible impression."