Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Luo Sang diverted her gaze away from him and began texting in the group chat set up in her phone. Previously for the purposes of rehearsing for a skit, six of them had created a group chat to keep in contact with each other. This time she had to take two days off to recover from her injury, but she still had to keep in contact with them.

“Who are you texting?”

Nian Junting was displeased, “Is texting more important than being with me?”

“I didn’t attend school, I’m trying to catch up with the lessons which were taught today from my classmates,” Luo Sang lied, she was not willing have an argument with him over the skit.

“Alright then.”

Nian Junting did not pursue the matter, “Sleep earlier, the doctor told you not to keep using your handphone.”

“Mm…” Luo Sang was indeed not feeling very well. She sent her last messages to the group chat and laid down on the bed. She looked over at Nian Junting curiously.

“Aren’t you going to change out of your uniform before you sleep?”

Nian Junting pondered on this for a moment and took off his outer coat, revealing his camouflaged t-shirt. He thought he might appear ever so slightly more dashing.

“No need to change into my pajamas, it’s too troublesome. This will do.”

Luo Sang blinked, uncertain of what to say.

“Oh yes, don’t climb into my bed tonight when you finally succumb to your fetishes for my uniform,” Nian Junting instructed before he closed his eyes.

Luo Sang was speechless, “Don’t… don’t you want to cover yourself with a blanket?”

“No need.”

If he covered himself with a blanket, how was she going to admire him in his uniformed look discreetly? How coy of her.

“…”

Luo Sang was having a headache, but she still sat up, grabbed one of the blankets by her side and threw it over to him. “It’s cold at night, cover yourself or you’ll catch a cold.”

“Luoluo, you really care for me, I’m starting to like you more and more,” Nian Junting opened his eyes and confessed suddenly, his gaze deep and enthralling.

Luo Sang’s heart skipped a beat and she felt her face turn red.

…

The mattresses in the dormitory and the hospital were hard and stiff, but the mattress in the villa must have been ridiculously expensive, for Luo Sang felt as if she were resting amongst soft clouds of cotton.

Luo Sang slept till daylight. When she woke up however, she found that she was once again in Nian Junting’s embrace. In addition, he had his arms wrapped around her waist. She had secretly removed her bra last night before she went to bed, and now her bosom was pressed firmly against his chest.

She was dumbfounded once again.

Coming to her senses, she infuriatingly dragged Nian Junting awake. “Nian Junting, get up this instant.”

“Mm…” Nian Junting sat up groggily, his short and dark hair was slightly messy, and he wore a drowsy look on his face.

“Last night you squeezed into my bed at the hospital because you said that the sofa was too narrow, I’ll let that one slide. Tonight however, you still came over from your wide and spacious bed to sleep in mine, isn’t that a little too much?”

Luo Sang was frustrated, how could have she trusted once again that he was not going to be mischievous at all?

Nian Junting blinked a few times and looked around him before finally snapping awake, “Yeah, how did I manage to end up in your bed? Oh, I know, it must have been that you succumbed to the sight of me in my uniform and carried me over to your bed.”

Luo Sang was lost for words.

“You’re strong, you used to carry me frequently, you must have done the same as well last night,” Nian Junting maintained an innocent expression.

Luo Sang was so angered that she burst out laughing instead. Unable to control herself, she grabbed a pillow and started bashing Nian Junting’s face with it, “Climbing into my bed shameless is one thing, accusing me instead is another! You’re not allowed to come into my room tonight.”

“Not fair, you don’t have any proof.”

Nian Junting frowned, “I also have to posit that you it was you who carried me over to your bed and took advantage of me without taking responsibility for it.”

“You should go into acting,” Luo Sang stood up from the bed, infuriated.