Chapter 1128: I'm Really Scared to Death

Bo Yanching stared at her without blinking, the corners of his lips slightly curved, “My bed is very big, enough for you.”

Nan Jiaojiao bit her lower lip, “Then will I crowd you?”

“You do toss and turn a bit while sleeping.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyelids drooped down.

She silently thought about getting off his bed.

Just as she pulled out one leg, she was suddenly grabbed by the ankle.

“But I’ve gotten used to it long ago.”

Nan Jiaojiao slowly moved back, glanced at the distance, scooted down a bit more, then leaned her body down, her knee almost at her heart, her face very close to Bo Yanching’s, and if he slightly lifted his forehead, they could touch.

She kept her head down like that, gently clutching his shoulder with her small hand, looking at him with tenderness, “I’ll try to be more still, I won’t sleep too deeply, I’ll sleep lightly, or if I crowd you, you can shake me awake, okay?”

Bo Yanching paused for a moment, sensing her emotional unease, “Sweetie, what’s wrong?”

“I slept on my own next to you last night and didn’t really fall asleep.

I want to sleep better tonight, and I just thought maybe being close to you would be better?”

Nan Jiaojiao scooted up a little, her eyes now level with his.

Bo Yanching’s gaze softened, gently stroking the back of her neck, nodding, “Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao then lay down next to him.

She really didn’t crowd Bo Yanching, but wanted to be closer to him, so she slept on her side.

Afraid of turning over in the night and falling off the bed, she lay facing him instead.

Just as Bo Yanching was about to hold her, Nan Jiaojiao suddenly sat up again.

She got out of bed to turn off the light, then hurried back, returning to her original position.

“Bo Yanching.”

“Hm?”

“Hug me.”

He adjusted his sleeping position, trying to find a way to hold her more comfortably, but his chest injury made it impossible to pull her into his arms.

But Nan Jiaojiao wouldn’t let him move; she moved herself, resting her head on his arm, guiding his hand around, making it easier to hold her shoulder.

After some maneuvering, she still had to sleep on her side, curling her knees gently against his leg.

“Were you terrified?”

There was a brief moment of rustling sounds from under the covers, and when things finally quieted down, Bo Yanching suddenly spoke up.

She couldn’t hold back anymore, a rush of sourness welled up, reached her nose, feeling as if a hot wave surged through.

Her face nuzzled into his shoulder, “Mm.”

Bo Yanching moved her injured hand slightly, “This hand of yours got hurt because of me.

I’ll remember it for my whole life; my life was given by you.

You’ll have to take responsibility for me in the future.”

Nan Jiaojiao sniffled, glancing at him in the darkness, “You’re still teasing me at a time like this.

I haven’t even heard you complain about the pain these past few days.

Why hold it in?”

“I’m a man.”

Bo Yanching lowered his voice to coax her, “I have to save some pride in front of you.

Otherwise, if you despise me, what am I supposed to do?”

Nan Jiaojiao gave him a peck, pressing hard against his lips.

Irritated, she said, “Say that again!”

Bo Yanching’s eyes twinkled, a gentle laugh rolling out from his throat, “Is it that every time I say something you don’t want to hear, you kiss me?”

Nan Jiaojiao hastily sat up, stomping on the bed, “Bo Yanching, enough, you’re injured like this, and that mouth of yours is still so annoying!”

Oh dear.

He really upset her.

“I won’t say anything, I’ll be obedient.”

He patted the arm that was holding her shoulder.

Nan Jiaojiao followed his guiding strength, lying back on his arm.

She lowered her eyes, her soft voice wrapped in the gentle allure of the night, “I was really scared to death.”