Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 139: 121 Sharing the sbed? Caught by Jiangjiang? [Christmas Message] Chapter 139: 121 Sharing the sbed? Caught by Jiangjiang? [Christmas Message] That night, there was no wind and no moon, just sparse stars and heavy dew.

Tang Wan lay in bed. Normally, after bustling about all day, she'd have fallen asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Perhaps it was the unfamiliar surroundings, or perhaps it was knowing that Jiang Jinsang was just a cabaway from her.

No matter what, she couldn't fall asleep and tossed and turned in bed.

Finally, she gave up, got up, and took Lord Wansui from the turtle tank, placing him on the table. Initially, he retracted into his shell, but then he poked his head out and took a few steps. Just as Tang Wan was about to pick up something to tease him with, he retreated back into his shell and wouldn't cout again.

He sure had a temper. No wonder they called him Lord Wansui.

Lord Wansui, as a turtle, felt quite helpless: Why force him to cout and entertain in the middle of the night? Unable to sleep, Tang Wan simply took spaper and a notebook and began designing Cyan Feather jewelry, when suddenly she heard the sound of a plastic bottle falling from next door...

It rolled on the floor, filled with something, rustling.

She glanced at the time; it was two o'clock in the morning.

She walked over to the bookshelf and whispered, "Jinsang?" No response.

"Jinsang?" Tang Wan raised her voice slightly, and faintly, she seemed to hear more rustling noises next door. Entering a man's room in the dead of night was generally problematic, but there was clearly movement opposite her, yet no response. She felt uneasy.

Hesitating, she still opened the cabinet.

The lamp by the bed was on. Although dim, it allowed her to see Jiang Jinsang leaning halfway up in bed, the blanket only covering him from the waist down, his chest heaved violently, and he breathed rapidly, even gasping...

"Jinsang!" Tang Wan hurried over, picking up the medicine bottle from the floor. "How are you? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Are you supposed to take this medicine?" Jiang Jinsang seemed unresponsive, only wrinkling his brow in pain.

She reached out to touch his forehead. As soon as her fingertips touched him, it felt as cold as ice. Why was he so cold? She also touched his face. Her fingers moved down, wanting to try his hand, to see if his whole body was this cold...

But just as she touched his wrist, his fingers twitched slightly, grabbing her hand in return.

The chilly touch instantly spread through her limbs. Tang Wan gasped.

She suddenly remembered that Jiang Jinsang had been ill once in Pingjiang. When she had entered his room that time, the room temperature had also been alarmingly high.

"Wanwan-" his voice was hoarse.

"Do you take this medicine?" He nodded slightly.

The medicine bottle had instructions. Tang Wan poured four pills, searched everywhere for swarm water, and finally sat down by the bed, supporting his shoulder. He seemed to have no strength, almost completely leaning on Tang Wan.

His breathing was coarse and brief, falling just on the side of Tang Wan's neck, like snowflakes sneaking in during winter...

Chilling as they descended.

"Jinsang, take your medicine." She brought the pills to his lips. He frowned as if the smell alone made him reluctant to open his mouth.

"Jinsang-" She deliberately softened her voice, soothingly coaxing him.

Jiang Jinsang opened his mouth and took the medicine. Tang Wan fed him a few sips of water, then helped him lie down and covered him up. But his body was still very cold.

Beijing was already heating centrally, and the room temperature was high. There was only a thin quilt on the bed. Tang Wan couldn't find a spare blanket, so she simply went back to her room, brought her own blanket over, and wrapped him in it.

"How do you feel now? Wait a moment, I'll go call someone!” Tang Wan had never dealt with such a situation and was so nervous that she broke out in a sweat.

She was about to leave when her wrist was grabbed...

Jiang Jinsang had no strength and merely held her lightly, "Don't... go." "No, wait here." Tang Wan said as she struggled free.

But Jiang Jinsang grabbed her hand again, the icy touch tightly clasping her wrist, chilling to the core, "It's... okay." "After taking medicine, I'll be... fine..." His voice faltered.

"Are you sure this medicine will make you feel better?" Tang Wan looked at him earnestly.

Jiang Jinsang nodded with difficulty. His entire body collapsed back into the bed, falling into a deep sleep... Tang Wan knew he didn't want to alarm the family, but without experience in such matters, she couldn't afford the risk if something went wrong. Still hesitating, she decided to observe for a few minutes. If symptoms improved, she wouldn't call for help.

After taking the medicine, he seemed to sleep more comfortably, and his breathing gradually becmore stable. However, his body temperature still hadn't warmed.

She held his hand in hers, enclosing it within her palms.

About an hour later, he seemed to break out in a light sweat. Tang Wan found a towel, lightly wiped him down, and by around four in the morning, his body gradually warmed. Tang Wan touched his forehead and neck, finally letting out a long sigh of relief...

Her blanket was still on Jiang Jinsang's bed. Even if she were to go back to sleep now, she wouldn't be able to rest, so she simply laid her head down by the bedside.

Having traveled during the day, cleaned the room in the afternoon, and struggled throughout the night, she was exhausted. The moment she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.

About ten or more minutes later, Jiang Jinsang slowly opened his eyes. His body was wrapped up, making him resemble a cocoon. He slightly tried to struggle, and only then did he notice that one of his hands was being pressed under Tang Wan's face.

Tang Wan was thinking that, by holding his hand, she would be able to detect any movement from him if he stirred.

However, it turned out that she was already deep in sleep, completely unaware even as Jiang Jinsang pulled out his hand and lifted her onto the bed...

Curled up on the edge of the bed, how could she sleep comfortably? Pressed against the soft big bed, her body relaxed, and she adjusted to a comfortable position.

Although Jiang Jinsang had taken his medicine and felt a bit better, he didn't have much strength. Lifting her onto the bed had exhausted all his energy.

"Wanwan-" he leaned over, propping himself up with his arms, his body suspended above her.

Extremely exhausted, Tang Wan moaned softly, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Jiang Jinsang called out a few more times, and after confirming she wouldn't wake up...

He carefully lifted the quilt off her body and lay down beside her.

He slowly adjusted his position, lying on his side. The distance between the two was close enough for him to clearly feel her breathing.

Warm and even, her breaths slowly landed on his face, adding a few degrees of warmth to his otherwise chilly face.

"Wanwan." His voice grew deeper, and he leaned a bit closer, gently touching her lips...

He knew his body temperature was very low, so he didn't dare get too close, just lightly touching.

Warm, soft.

The warmth by his lips felt like a warm current that instantly surged through his entire body. Hesitantly, he reached out, wanting to hold her, but his movements were clumsy and inexperienced, and he dared not disturb her.

In the end, he could only loosely encircle her with his arm.

The heating in the north was already substantial, and the temperature in Jiang Jinsang's room was even higher. Ordinary people would find it hot, not to mention Tang Wan, who was covered with a quilt, felt uncomfortable and shifted her body.

Jiang Jinsang's body stiffened, fearing to move, worried she might suddenly wake up, and then he would have to explain their current situation.

But to his surprise...

Not only did Tang Wan not wake up or pull away from his embrace, she actually snuggled actual closer, laying her entire body against his chest, and wrapped her arms around him... His breath deepened, and his heartbeat accelerated, pounding in his ears, making it hard to breathe.

He carefully raised his arm, loosely wrapped it around her, and pulled her closer.

His lips curved into a slight smile.

**

Around 5:30 in the morning, Jiang Jinsang heard footsteps comingn upstairs. His sleep was already light, and with Tang Wan in his arms, he had no intention of sleeping. Listening to the footsteps, he knew who it was! Jiangjiang! He knocked on the adjacent room's door, softly calling, "Sister, tto get up!" No response. He stood by the door for a while-it wasn't locked, and he could easily open it on tiptoe.

Jiangjiang had just entered the room and was stunned! It was one thing for the bed to be empty...

But why was there no quilt either? The two rooms shared a wardrobe, which hadn't been closed. He took a couple of steps forward and then saw the two bulges on the big bed next door- Clearly, two people were lying there! He stood there, dumbfounded, even forgetting to scream! This was the woman he thought his dad would marry, his dad's woman. Why was she now lying in the sbed with his uncle? His mind was in turmoil, his young heart unable to withstand such a shock.

Dazed and agape, he didn't know what to do.

Meanwhile, the quilt on one side suddenly moved, and Jiang Jinsang cautiously lifted it, got out of bed, and the two looked each other in the eye...

Jiang Jinsang put his forefinger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

Scoundrel! Why are you two lying together? Jiangjiang's mind was a mess, buzzing-

But he was just a child, how could he possibly control himself? himself?Instinctively, he wanted to cry out, but then a hand reached from behind and covered his mouth. He struggled fiercely- Daddy, help, Uncle Scum is trying to silenceby killing!