I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 242 Sleeping in the Same Bed

It's past two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Ginger Chacha didn't feel sleepy at all.

The sunglasses suddenly disappeared from her face, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

And Cheng Hao had already been lying down beside her.

And it was the first time she slept in the same bed with a boy, and she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

She just opened her eyes, looking at the dark ceiling.

10 minutes ago.

Because of what Cheng Hao said just now, the blood in her whole body seemed to be flowing backwards, her heartbeat was racing at the speed of a roller coaster, and her face gradually faded in the darkness.

The desk lamp at the end of the room was now on the bedside table behind him.

As long as he stretches out his hand a little, his slender arm is enough to reach the desk lamp. At that time, with a light hook of his finger, he can have a clear view of her face.

Jiang Chacha was so nervous that her palms sweated.

He suddenly stretched out his fingers, and first touched her face lightly. With his fingertips, he could feel the fine fluff under her. The skin was smooth and delicate, not like the skin that boys would have.

His cool fingers moved all the way up, touching the tip of her soft nose, touching her eyelids, eyes, and eyebrows.

Like the pen in the hand of the most skilled painter, he carefully and carefully depicted her facial features, eyebrows and eyes.

Even though she was in a bedroom with no light around, Jiang Chacha could still feel his strong gaze, as if she could see her clearly through the darkness.

"Your facial features... are very delicate. Xiao Jiang doesn't look like a boy."

"Also, I didn't touch birthmarks or scars."

In the darkness, his voice was no longer weak as usual, but cool.

Being too close, and not being able to see each other, because of the fear and tension of not being able to see things, the other senses suddenly amplified, and the distance between the two seemed to become extremely close, so close that their breaths were intertwined. Together.

"Why is this?"

His beautiful eyes were fixed on her in the night.

He tilted his head thoughtfully.

Perhaps he quickly lost interest in her face, he retracted his fingers, he got up, groped in the dark based on his memory, went to the corner table, and took out the medicine he usually took.

He turned on a bright light there.

Jiang Chacha was so frightened that she almost died.

She was afraid that Cheng Hao would suddenly turn around and see her face clearly through the light.

She turned around quickly.

His crisp coughing sound came from inside the house.

Cheng Hao took a few pills apart, swallowed them quietly, and took another sip of water.

He swallowed calmly, turned his upper body silently, the glass covered his lips lightly, and looked at the boy on the bed with his foggy eyes.

She is turning her back to him.

She has neat short hair, dyed blonde.At this time, she stopped wearing a formal work suit and suddenly changed into pajamas, only then did he realize that she was even thinner than he had imagined.With a slender neck and a leg protruding from the bottom of the trousers, she is white and easy to break, and her whole body exudes a sense of fragile beauty.

Teenagers are beautiful.

So is her back.

Just a back figure, when the light from his side casts on her, it only turned into a faint halo, the warm-toned weak light vaguely outlines the outline of her slender figure, while the others are caught in a blur. In the dark, it is so mysterious that it makes people daydream.

His pupils were a clear amber in the light.

He observed her for a while, then took a shallow sip of water.

Then with a snap, his fingers turned off the desk lamp.

While he was leaving to drink water, Jiang Chacha's body was stiff and she didn't dare to turn her head. She was calm on the surface, but in fact the hands in front of her were frantically looking for her sunglasses on the bed with their backs to him.

Hearing the sound of his approaching footsteps after turning off the light, Jiang Chacha squeezed the sunglasses tightly in her hand, and quickly got up from the bed.

Cheng Hao lied back on the bed with his body limp and boneless, "Let's sleep together."

"???"

Jiang Chacha's back was facing him.

What he said broke her apart again.

She quickly said dryly: "I, how can I sleep with the young master?! You are the young master!!"

Cheng Hao turned over, he supported his head with one arm, his voice seemed to be slightly sad because of her words, "It turns out that Xiao Jiang doesn't regard me as a friend."

He sighed.

"Is Xiao Jiang still blaming me for what I did before?"

He seemed to be hurt, and his tone was unusually low. She could imagine that his beautiful eyebrows must be slightly frowned at this moment.

Jiang Chacha's eyes widened.

How could he think so? ! !

With such a big hat on her head, and he still using such a low tone, anyone would blame themselves.

Just when she was about to open her mouth to explain, she saw him suddenly coughing violently behind her.

Coughing like I'm going to die here tonight.

Cheng Hao gave a final cough, his dark eyes were wet in the night, and he asked weakly and pitifully: "Does Xiao Jiang hate me?"

"of course not……"

How could you hate him! ! !

she, she just...

If you turn on the light, you can see that Jiang Chacha's face is extremely red, as red as a tomato.

She forced a smile on her face and tried to calm down. She muttered a few times, and finally said hesitatingly: "I, I just think this...is not appropriate."

The sound seemed to come out of her teeth.

Cheng Hao was displeased, and lazily raised his thin white eyelids.

"Why is it inappropriate?"

"Humph."

"They're all boys, what do you care about?"

Ginger Chacha: "..."

Unable to bear it, she gritted her teeth and said: "I have something to hide."

Cheng Hao rested his chin, even more puzzled, "Could it be that you accidentally had that reaction at night?"

There was an instant silence in the air.

Cheng Hao thought for a while and expressed his understanding.

His voice was full of comfort, "It's okay, they're all boys, I don't mind."

Jiang Chacha blushed with embarrassment.

It does not make sense! !
God TM doesn't mind!
She doesn't carry a handle! !

She froze and didn't move.

At night, Cheng Hao's tone suddenly changed, he coughed weakly, and suddenly said casually: "Could it be, is Xiao Jiang hiding something from me?"

"..."

Ginger Chacha almost died in one breath.

She took a deep breath.

Damn, sleep together, sleep together, whoever is afraid of whom.

If he really had something in mind for her, then she would doubt Cheng Hao's own sexual orientation!

Jiang Chacha squeezed her sunglasses tightly, and then stiffly crawled onto his bed like a dead body.

She lay expressionlessly on the one closest to the bed, and even the pillow was only pressed by a small corner by her.

Her whole body was stiff, even each toe was stretched straight, and she didn't dare to move at all.

When Jiang Chacha went to bed, Cheng Hao could feel the quilt next to him being lifted.

The air conditioner was turned on at night, so as soon as the quilt was lifted, his arms felt a slight coolness.

Then, he felt the soft mattress next to him being pressed down, and a slender figure slowly entered.

Sensing the presence of someone beside him, Cheng Hao felt a little peace in his heart, so he closed his eyes.

However, as she lifted the quilt to go to bed, it brought a faint fragrance at the same time.

Although the fragrance was faint, the two of them were lying on the bed together, no matter how faint the smell was, it could still easily get into his nostrils.

When the vision is dark, the other senses are much more sensitive.

Cheng Mo frowned.

A question mark appeared in his mind.

He remembered that the shower gel or shampoo he put in the bathroom didn't smell like this.

So it's her own smell?

He froze slightly.

In the dark night, he suddenly opened his eyes irritably, and now he forced a smile, he slightly pulled his lips, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Xiao Jiang, do you have a habit of wearing perfume?"

what the hell.

Jiang Chacha, who was also irritable at first, was also confused when she heard this sentence. She had her back to him, she was in a bad mood, and her voice was muffled, "No."

Hearing her answer, Cheng Hao fell into deep thought again strangely.

He frowned, irritated as hell.

Why spray perfume and still refuse to admit it?

Otherwise, how could she be so fragrant?
His delicate eyebrows were wrinkled, and the frown between his brows could kill a fly.

What made him even more incomprehensible was.

How can a big man wear such a sweet perfume?

One was puzzled and irritated by the fragrance on her body, and the other was afraid of losing her vest. When the two slept, their backs were facing each other, their eyes were open, and each had their own ghosts.

It is impossible to fall asleep with ginger tea.

She is so tense and stiff that her nerves are tense, let alone sleepy, she must be on high alert tonight, she will not want to sleep tonight, she must stay all night.

Moreover, she has to wear makeup overnight!

Ginger Chacha is so depressing!

I'm so bored!
Jiang Chacha bit her lip firmly.

Fearing that he would suddenly turn on the light, Jiang Chacha squeezed her hands tightly, seeing that there was no movement from his side, she tried to call out.

"Master?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, she lay on the bed farthest from him again, and said in a very, very small breath.

"Master—"

"Are you asleep?"

Cheng Hao: "..."

He was already annoyed by her scent, but now he was even more annoyed when he heard her sound disturbing his sleep.

He opened his eyes anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"Do you suddenly turn on the lights in the middle of the night?"

"..."

"I'm very sensitive to light. Even with my eyes closed, when I turn on the light, I'm automatically woken up!"

"If I am woken up halfway through sleep, it will be difficult for me to fall asleep later, and I may have insomnia until dawn..."

When she said this, her voice gradually lowered, and she asked weakly: "So, young master, can you try not to turn on the lights in the middle of the night?"

"..."

He closed his eyes irritably, deliberately ignoring the scent in the air, and replied in a hoarse voice in a bad mood.

"it is good."

Although he got his guarantee, Jiang Chacha still couldn't fully trust him. What if something unexpected happened?

She was so nervous that she didn't feel sleepy at all.

At night, her eyes were wide open, and sometimes she blinked boredly, and her hands were always tightly pinching the sunglasses, which made her palms sweat.

Cheng Hao turned around several times.

He tried several times, closing his eyes tightly, trying to fall asleep.

But nearly an hour has passed, and he still hasn't fallen asleep...

Facts have proved that the more he wants to ignore the fragrance in the air, the more he will think about it in his mind, and the more arrogant and distinct the fragrance on her body will come out from the gap in the quilt, bit by bit into his nostrils.

It made him uneasy.

The last bit of sleepiness was also taken away by her fragrance.

In the quiet bedroom, Cheng Hao suddenly had dark circles under his eyes, he lifted the quilt and sat up expressionlessly, his eyes were sleepy.

For the first time, he didn't continue his little white flower's acting skills in front of her.

"stand up."

His voice was also weak and hoarse.

"Don't sleep, I can't sleep."

He is annoying.

If he can't sleep, she can't sleep either.

She's still the one responsible for keeping him awake.

Jiang Chacha, who was already vigilant, was taken aback by his sudden movements and voices in this quiet atmosphere.

She stiffened her body and pinched the pair of sunglasses even harder, making her knuckles turn white. When he suddenly turned on the light, she immediately put the sunglasses back on.

At this very moment, she wished she could weld her sunglasses to her face forever! !
She stiffened her body and got up as well, then pretended to be calm and said weakly, "Why, what's the matter, master..."

For some reason, he felt that his throat was extremely dry right now, and even his voice became hoarse.

He suspects that her scent has been causing trouble tonight.

The more you don't think about it, the more you desire, the more you want to know.

His gaze deepened, and in the darkness, he slowly revealed a white and black smile, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed the neckline of her pajamas, with a little force, he easily pulled the neckline and her away come over.

His eyes were sleepy, and his voice was indescribably surly.

"It's annoying."

"Let me smell what you smell like."

——Letter from the author
Because I received a notice a while ago, this book may have to be cut in half and finished quickly, and I am afraid that the quality of the subsequent text will be poor due to the anxious situation. I am trying to speed up the plot, and I hope that my text will still be good-looking and wonderful. Yes, so I'm under a lot of pressure.

I am also very happy to see that everyone likes Bianbian so much, but at the same time, I will fall into a kind of anxiety, thinking that the other male protagonists in my writing are not good enough.

Next, I will squeeze time to conceive a new article, I hope you can continue to support me then ()
(End of this chapter)