Chapter 1247: Chapter 834: Overnight Stay
Jiang Nian’s taxi arrived, and the two got in swiftly. They sat in the back, keeping a fair distance from each other.
No other reason, just because the window was open.
The car reached their destination and stopped at the entrance of the residential area. They pulled their suitcases and walked between the buildings.
"Why not drive into the basement?"
"It’s convoluted," he said.
"Oh." Xu Qianqian stopped talking, following him from behind. She couldn’t help but ask, "Do you live here?"
"No, this is an above-ground structure," he said. "I live in the sewers, with rats as my neighbors."
"Give me the bag," he extended his hand.
Xu Qianqian didn’t hesitate for a second and tossed it to him, ignoring someone’s nonsense and sleep talk.
"Is the place big enough?"
"Pretty big, you can sleep on the floor."
Xu Qianqian glared at him upon hearing this. She followed him into the lobby and saw him press 17A in the elevator.
"High floor?"
"Hmm."
"Aren’t you afraid to sleep at night?" Xu Qianqian asked a childish question, "What if there’s an earthquake?"
"Die."
Xu Qianqian: "... I don’t want to die with you."
"Then you can hide in the bathroom; when the building collapses, we die separately," Jiang Nian said as the elevator arrived.
"Let’s go, Miss."
"Oh."
Xu Qianqian didn’t really want to live with him alone, but she felt like she couldn’t find a reason to refuse.
She glanced at the door number, 1804.
There was a takeaway bag hanging on the doorknob, and inside it was a pair of warm yellow slippers, her size.
Jiang Nian took out the key and unlocked the door with a few clicks; a gust of cold wind hit as he pushed it open, with no particular smell.
"Change your shoes and come in."
"Oh."
Upon entering was the bathroom; she glanced at it. The bathroom was well-equipped, not particularly small, just enough to accommodate two people.
She needed a shower later.
The space was loft-style, with a bed and wardrobe upstairs. A desk with a computer was set up below.
"Your stuff is pretty sparse here."
"I’ve only lived here for a month," Jiang Nian said indifferently, "The previous tenant was inconsiderate, didn’t even leave any money."
Xu Qianqian rolled her eyes, really wanting to ask if he was nuts.
"Forget it, I’m going to shower."
"Hungry? Want to eat something?"
"What do you have?"
"Takeaway."
"Then there’s nothing to talk about, not eating!!" Xu Qianqian picked up her pajamas and went to take a shower.
After the tiring journey, there really wasn’t much to say.
After they freshened up, one lay on the loft bed. The other lay on the sofa, and Xu Qianqian went silent.
"Hey, is the sofa comfortable for sleeping?"
"Pretty comfortable," Jiang Nian replied lazily, "Softer than a Simmons, you should come try it."
"Not coming."
"But your air conditioner is so slow," Xu Qianqian said, "It’s still hot upstairs, not a bit cold."
"It’s cold downstairs," Jiang Nian said speechlessly, but explained, "Cold air sinks."
"When will it be cold upstairs?" Xu Qianqian asked.
"In about an hour."
Xu Qianqian: "...."
After a while, there was the sound of footsteps. Xu Qianqian carrying a blanket, came down from the loft.
"You! Go up!"
"I’m not going." Jiang Nian refused, turning over, "If you really can’t, just make a bed on the floor."
"No way!! Move over!"
The two pushed and squeezed each other; it was already sultry with the air conditioning wrapping them, and the girl’s arms were icy cold.
Jiang Nian couldn’t resist for a moment, and directly pulled Xu Qianqian down.
"!!"
Smoothly, he reached out and hugged her.
"You... what are you doing!" Xu Qianqian stammered instantly, wanting to get up, but her body grew softer.
The more she hurried, the slower she moved, it was impossible to stop.
Jiang Nian didn’t do anything; he just felt Xu Qianqian was cold and soft and holding her would surely be comfortable.
Like a big ice bag, no, a water bag. He originally had no intention of doing anything, just to scare her a bit and then let go.
But the subsequent events were beyond his control.
Xu Qianqian panicked for a moment, and for some reason. She ended up biting Jiang Nian’s neck, which made him instinctively flinch.
He turned his head, and just happened to kiss her.
Both of them were stunned, time seemed to freeze at that moment. Originally if they let go now, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
But Xu Qianqian, as if driven by a mischievous spirit, accidentally brushed against Jiang Nian’s lips when she moved away.
Jiang Nian instinctively, kissed her again.
From then on, it was even more impossible to stop. Luckily, the sofa was big enough, covered with a freshly dried orchid sofa cover.
When Xu Qianqian was pressed onto the sofa, she turned her head and smelled the sunshine-dried fragrance, somewhat familiar.
It was the detergent she often used.
The big sofa in the living room, even the pillowcases in the room carried this scent, reassuring to smell.
Far from home, yet there was still an anchor.
......
The next day.
Xu Qianqian was already awake, staring at the white ceiling of the loft, her mind completely blank.
Downstairs, it was unusually quiet.
She lay on the wooden bed, afraid to turn over. Nor did she dare lift her head, lest the unsteady bed creak.
It was awkward.
Jiang Nian shouldn’t be below, right?
Finally, after five minutes, she couldn’t hold it any longer. She carefully controlled her body, moving gingerly as if walking on a tightrope.
Just as she was slowly getting up, the wooden bed creaked unexpectedly.
"Don’t....."
Luckily the wooden bed seemed to have heard her prayers, or maybe she exerted the force in the middle planks.
In any case, the sound was minimal.
Xu Qianqian, barefoot, moved bit by bit toward the edge. Carefully peeking down, there was indeed no one.
She descended the stairs in small steps, the loft layout was in full view. There was really no place to hide anyone, and breakfast was placed by the entrance.
Hmm, takeaway.
This guy really doesn’t understand romance, but it was good enough. Practical minimalism, Xu Qianqian could accept that.
After all, she also doesn’t like things being too drawn out.
Except last night.
She washed up, and with nothing to do, turned on the TV. Pulled open the curtains and shut them again, it was too hot outside.
Humming a song, she leisurely ate her breakfast.
