Chapter 646: If We Share A Quilt?

In the evening, Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini had been busy in the kitchen for a while and managed to prepare six dishes that looked quite impressive.

Wei Lanlan and Tan Qing also stayed for dinner at Jiang Qin’s request.

With the sound of rain outside and various ads on the TV, the dinner was rather pleasant.

After dinner, when the guests had left, the four started to take turns washing up. Jiang Qin felt uneasy as he always sensed a shadow moving outside during his turn, reminding him of that box of spirit elves.

“?”

“Though she acts like a little rich girl, I’m sure it’s not her. I guess it’s Wang Haini.”

“Exactly, she bought that thing too. Wonder which poor college boy is going to suffer next, becoming a tragic plaything of love. Tsk tsk.”

Jiang Qin felt like Sherlock Holmes, easily deducing the truth behind events.

Then, after his bath, Jiang Qin changed into his pajamas, walked through the door, and saw Feng Nanshu pacing by the doorstep, while the suspected criminal, Wang Haini, sprawled in a “big” shape on the sofa, her face covered with a face mask, looking untouched.

The little rich girl was about to say she walked by accidentally when her pert buttocks were slapped.

Afterwards, Jiang Qin sat on the sofa, starting to handle approval items in the internal system, while Feng Nanshu and the two girlfriends squeezed together to watch TV.

There were many soap operas at night. The three girls flipped through channels and settled on “Swordsman of Horizon” starring Wallace Chung.

Time slipped into the late hours unknowingly.

Gao Wenhui yawned repeatedly and whispered, “Why hasn’t Jiang Qin invited Nanshu to share the quilt yet?”

Wang Haini, also sleepy, commented, “President Jiang’s too reserved, but I can’t hang on, I’m going to sleep first. Notify me if there’s news.”

Each went back to their rooms. Only Feng Nanshu was left in the living area, her bare white feet and rosy toes moving, her expression serene and sweet.

Jiang Qin turned and asked her, “Why haven’t you gone to sleep yet?”

“I was waiting for you.”

While speaking, Feng Nanshu also yawned uncontrollably.

She was indeed tired, having been on a two-hour car ride, then rushed to view an apartment and even visited the supermarket.

But she intended to trick her brother into sharing a quilt, so she stayed awake.

Wang Haini is a terrorist; she feared that if she went to sleep first, her brother would be coaxed into Wang Haini’s quilt.

“She really wants to sleep with me.”

After a while, Jiang Qin closed his laptop, took a deep breath, grabbed her hand and went to the master bedroom with an expression cold and serious as if he was a ruthless hitman.

Actually, there were no four-bedroom apartments in the complex, or perhaps, at this time, such layouts were rare in any community.

He had thought about letting the two girls take the big bed, while he, being a noble gentleman, could stay in the south bedroom or north nook.

But somehow, Wang Haini and Gao Wenhui seemed to think it was normal for friends to sleep together and even specifically reserved the master bedroom for themselves.

Could it be normal in their eyes for friends to sleep together?

How open! Jiang Qin felt embarrassed for them.

He pondered solemnly, his mind in turmoil, grappling with the question, what should I do if the little rich girl wants to sleep with me later? He then pushed open the door to the main bedroom and solemnly turned on the light.

The warm orange light cast down, adding a cozy feel to the room.

Feng Nanshu entered, looking a bit adorable. Her beautiful features glowed under the light, especially her lovely eyes, which appeared misty from yawning.

“I’m going to share a quilt with my brother.”

“Tonight, I’ll be embraced by my brother as we sleep.”

Jiang Qin turned, pinched her cheek, “Tonight you sleep inside. If something’s wrong, I can easily escape. Boys should always be cautious, even with their best friends. Protect yourself.”

“Ow.”

Feng Nanshu nodded, crawled inside the bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and even fluffed the pillow she left for Jiang Qin.

At that moment, Jiang Qin like a true gentleman, coldly flipped open the blanket and lay down, closing his eyes quietly.

If the enemy doesn’t move, I won’t move.

The little rich girl seemed entirely dopey in the living room just now, but now she’s no longer sleepy, staring at Jiang Qin for a long time. Eventually, her cool, soft little hand sneaked inside Jiang Qin’s pajamas.

“Feng Nanshu, what are you doing?”

“I’m feeling your abs.”

The little rich girl softly spoke, her lips plump and rosy under the light.

Jiang Qin closed his eyes, letting her feel around, thinking to himself, you little enchantress, show me what you’ve got, move and I lose.

I’ve weathered many storms in the business world…

At that moment, he recalled “The Green Snake,” where Fahai also felt confident. In the end, he turned into the Fahai in “The Green Snake.”

But what Jiang Qin didn’t expect was the little rich girl merely quietly touched his abdomen, making herself somewhat sleepy, seemingly just wanting to sleep.

Jiang Qin thought, is that all? He turned to ask why she stopped. Could it be she couldn’t bear to deceive such a handsome boy?

Then, when he caught her gaze, he suddenly realized, I’ve known this ditsy lady for four whole years, from the first library meeting to now. Time flies.

He remembered seeing a video online where a girl talked about breaking up with a boyfriend of four or five years, crying and laughing, saying it was like losing a relative…

He and Feng Nanshu were already inseparable.

Jiang Qin pursed his lips, thinking since we are friends for life, being slept isn’t so bad. Some people know they will be deceived yet still welcome it. I’m just that silly boy.

“Feng Nanshu.”

“Hm?”

“You’ve touched, now you should take responsibility.”

Jiang Qin turned towards her and began to unbutton her pajamas.

Feng Nanshu instantly ducked her head, complaining cutely that she was being bullied: “Brother, this is a bit ambiguous.”

“You didn’t mention it when we were in the woods. Now you know it’s ambiguous?”

“We weren’t in the same quilt before.”

“What did you buy at the supermarket? I’ve been looking forward to it.”

Feng Nanshu recalled what she secretly bought at the supermarket: “Auntie used to say, to sleep with you, I definitely had to buy this, so I did.”

Jiang Qin’s actions softened a bit: “So you treat it as a talisman, thinking buying it means you can sleep with a good friend? But if you bought it, you have to take responsibility.”

The little rich girl naively nodded, then suddenly shivered, curling up into Jiang Qin’s arms: “Brother, you’re a bad guy.”

“You’ll know in a moment that I’m a good guy.”

“But I have to go to school tomorrow…”

Feng Nanshu had been preoccupied with sharing a quilt with Jiang Qin all day, from the afternoon she started making bold moves, even peeping at the bathroom door, thinking she was a hunter. Now she realized she was just a naive little bunny.

The big bear always claimed he was a noble gentleman, but it seemed he knew much more than her.

She realized she had been duped, humming while hiding in Jiang Qin’s arms, her two white feet kicking around under the quilt.

Jiang Qin was getting a bit thrilled because Feng Nanshu really could drive a man wild. He had avoided sharing a bed with her on business trips, fearing he couldn’t restrain himself and would evolve their friendship further.

After a moment, the outwitted little rich girl suddenly furrowed her brows, her hands involuntarily wrapping around Jiang Qin, lips biting together painfully, making a sound.

[If you upgrade further, it’ll hurt and bleed, do you know that?]

[Do you know how to recognize Jiang Ainan?]

At that moment, many memories, like a massive boomerang, struck the little rich girl.

Two minutes later, at the desk near the bed, the blue packaging’s plastic film was gone, and the box’s opening wasn’t opened in the usual way but was directly torn open.

This tear was triangular, split from the middle, looking quite violent.

People’s feelings during actions often lead to different outcomes, and these outcomes often reflect the person’s mood at that moment.

The little rich girl took advantage of her friend’s pause, gently punched him, then immediately bit her red lips.

Probably since sophomore year, Feng Nanshu had known Ding Xue, since their best friends were dorm mates, so they got along well.

Ding Xue often taught her things, even the term “brother” was learned from Ding Xue.

She still remembered the first time she called Jiang Qin “brother,” he was sternly against it, but his eyes were filled with joy.

Feng Nanshu took on a cold facade as her camouflaging color, often appearing expressionless, but she was quite good at reading others’ expressions.

She could tell Jiang Qin liked hearing her call him “brother.”

Later, her boldness gradually increased, becoming a bit mischievous, like a little devil. But as long as she called him “brother,” Jiang Qin couldn’t bear to be harsh with her.

But it seemed things weren’t absolute. This time calling “brother” seemed ineffective; Jiang Qin was still harsh.

She started with calling him “brother,” and ended up calling him “husband” unwillingly…

A big secretive heart.

Feng Nanshu was shaken, staring at her big bear, unaware of what he was thinking. Previously, she didn’t dare call out “husband,” but now she couldn’t stop, like her curled feet constantly shaking.

She really liked Jiang Qin.

Although she still didn’t understand what liking meant, she knew she liked Jiang Qin. It was a secret; she was a genius at unrequited love.

Much later, dawn slowly arrived amid turbulence, the rain-washed sky appearing clean, yet the red morning glow lingered below.

Jiang Qin watched the sleeping Feng Nanshu beside him, silently musing for a long time, young college students really are doomed, unable to withstand even a bit of flirting.

Just like some male college students who can’t find girlfriends, seeing a girl showing a bit of cleavage on the road, they can’t help but rush back to their dorms and indulge.

“Bad person.”

“?”

Feng Nanshu, awake sometime earlier, watched him somewhat dazedly: “Wang Haini never taught me this.”

Jiang Qin pressed his lips together lightly: “Only the best friend can teach this.”

“Ow.”

“Shall I carry you to bathe?”

Feng Nanshu just peered out from the quilt: “I’ll bathe later.”

Jiang Qin hummed and then stealthily left the bedroom, quickly slipping into the bathroom.

At this moment, Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini came out from next door, swallowing water in shock, walking up to the bedroom door: “Nanshu, did you really dupe Jiang Qin?”

Feng Nanshu puffed her cheeks: “It was Jiang Qin who duped me, but I still want to be good friends with him…”

“Ah? But you couldn’t help calling him ‘husband’ last night!”

“I didn’t.”