My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Crazy Beauty-Chapter 39 - Into the Bed!!!

39: Chapter 39 Into the Bed!!!

39 -39 Into the Bed!!!

A quilt covered two people, but because space was limited, Gu Beihuai dared not make any big movements, with Tang Chuxia lying on top of him.

“Little sister, what’s happened?

Why did Second Brother say you fainted?”

Tang Jianbing had just finished work and came home to hear about Tang Chuxia’s fainting.

He couldn’t stand it and rode his bike right over to see for himself.

Although Tang Chuxia was daring and wanted to let her emotions run wild, she wasn’t ready for her family to find out about the ambiguity between herself and Gu Beihuai.

At that moment, one of her hands propped her up outside the quilt while the other covered Gu Beihuai’s mouth.

Perhaps because she had never experienced such a situation before, Tang Chuxia was so nervous that she began to sweat.

“Big brother, why are you still coming over so late!

I’m fine!”

Tang Chuxia’s voice trembled, all because someone inside the quilt was pinching her waist tightly.

And just her luck, her waist was her most sensitive spot; she had been pinched there before, but then she’d been wearing cotton, which didn’t allow such a keen sense.

But now was different!

Wearing only thermal underwear and separated by a thin layer of cloth, Tang Chuxia could clearly feel the warmth in Gu Beihuai’s palm.

She felt vaguely dizzy as the strength that supported her body steadily faded.

She suspected the effects of some medicine she took a few days ago were still lingering in her body, flaring up now to haunt her.

It wasn’t until then that Tang Jianbing breathed a sigh of relief.

“I was just worried about you.

Did Tang Wanqiu come to make trouble for you?”

He grabbed a kettle that had been on the stove, poured himself a cup of water, and drank it in one gulp, finally feeling much better.

“That girl is sick.

She seemed pretty decent before, but who knew it was all just an act!”

Tang Jianbing was disgusted with Tang Wanqiu but he also knew she was adopted by his parents, so he couldn’t do much about it.

“Big brother, let’s not talk about her now.

I’m really tired.

You don’t have to go back today; why not bunk with our cousin?”

Tang Chuxia had fainted and stayed at the Zheng Family’s home, and since her grandmother always kept a room for her, she slept alone, unlike the other children in the family.

Although there were protests from the Zheng Family, they couldn’t overcome the grandmother’s dictatorship and had to hold their complaints.

Tang Jianbing grunted in acknowledgment and turned to leave but suddenly stopped dead and turned to look at the bed.

“Little sister, did you get into bed without taking off your clothes?

Why is the quilt all lumpy like that?”

As he spoke, he began to reproach Tang Chuxia, clearly disapproving.

Indeed, as siblings who had grown up together with a brother who was especially fond of his little sister, Tang Jianbing really had a lot to say—so much that Tang Chuxia could only grit her teeth and insist on listening.

Gu Beihuai, for some reason, began to scratch Tang Chuxia’s waist.

Tang Chuxia felt her body go limp to the extreme, barely able to keep herself propped up, so she simply gave up any attempt to stay upright on tiptoes and collapsed directly on top of Gu Beihuai.

After all, the quilt was thick enough that Tang Jianbing shouldn’t think too much of it.

Gu Beihuai, who had been nearly suffocated, scratched Tang Chuxia’s waist a couple of times to make her mindful of the time.

If he really suffocated, it would be embarrassing for them both.

But who could have anticipated such a massive consequence of scratching her waist?

While Tang Chuxia with her weak legs didn’t mind, Gu Beihuai couldn’t help but let Tang Chuxia bump into something solid.

“Big brother, I’m really sleepy!”

Tang Chuxia had no choice but to urge Tang Jianbing to leave.

Although Tang Jianbing clearly wasn’t sleepy, seeing his sister getting impatient, he relented.

“Alright then, you get some rest early.

Remember to take off your cotton jacket before sleeping.”

Tang Jianbing reached the doorway, then halted again.

“That’s not right!”

He looked puzzled and turned back to Tang Chuxia, making her heart pound with anxiety.

Could Second Brother have discovered something?

She tensed up completely, and even Gu Beihuai under the quilt became nervous.

Gu Beihuai had never been in such a disheveled state in his life, yet he couldn’t just recklessly run out.

Otherwise, it wasn’t a matter of whether the Tang brothers would beat him to death the next day; his own parents would likely do the job and then force him to come back and marry Tang Chuxia.

Thinking about that possibility, Gu Beihuai decided it was better to keep holding his breath.

But no matter how much he held it, he still needed to breathe after a while, and the result was a continuous stream of a faint, elegant sweetness entering his nostrils.

It was a scent that made him feel tingly, sweet but not cloying, and most importantly, it made Gu Beihuai very comfortable.

He thought that if the two of them could have a good chat in the future, he might sit down and ask her what perfume she used because it felt particularly nice.

Of course, now was not the time to ask; all he could do was continue to tickle Tang Chuxia’s waist.

Tang Chuxia’s face turned red, and she was even sweating.

She anxiously watched Tang Jianbing slowly approach her bed, his gaze falling on the blanket.

Two little figures debated endlessly in Tang Chuxia’s mind:

The white-clad figure pointed at its fingers, “Be honest with brother!”

The black-clad figure with two horns on its head, “Bullshit, honesty could get you killed!”

The white-clad figure with hopeful eyes, “Brother wouldn’t trick me!”

The black-clad figure with hands on hips shouted, “Brother might not, but the guy under the quilt will!”

The white-clad figure with teary eyes, “I’m scared!”

The black-clad figure arrogantly yelled, “Scared of what?

Just face it!”

…

Tang Chuxia looked at Tang Jianbing’s approaching hand, nervousness in her eyes.

Guided by the thought that it was better to be honest if discovered, she retracted her hand that covered Gu Beihuai’s mouth, ready to lift the blanket and come clean to her older brother, even if it meant getting scolded.

But she couldn’t withdraw her hand because Gu Beihuai was holding onto her wrist.

Since voluntary confession was no longer an option, fine sweat formed on Tang Chuxia’s forehead.

She closed her eyes, ready to shout, “I am guilty!” when she heard Tang Jianbing pull down the blanket a bit, “You’re all grown up, and even your toes are sticking out, aren’t you cold?”

Tang Chuxia: Uh…

ah…??!!!

Then she twisted her neck and saw the exposed toes, clad in black socks.

Fortunately, Tang Jianbing didn’t look further and covered her up immediately, not forgetting to say, “Alright, now you should sleep properly!”

Tang Jianbing, seeing the sweat on Tang Chuxia’s forehead, couldn’t help but laugh, “See, wearing cotton clothes and sleeping in the quilt is easy to make one sweat, right?

After I leave, make sure to take them off before bed, you hear?”

Tang Chuxia forced a laugh, “I will!”

Tang Jianbing hummed in approval, satisfied with his sister’s cooperation, and started to walk away.

Tang Chuxia let out a silent sigh, feeling as if she had narrowly avoided a heart attack.

However, before she could let out a full breath, Tang Jianbing stopped again.

Tang Chuxia felt like cursing.

Was her brother determined to shatter her composure today?

Yet she couldn’t show it; without letting out her breath, she held it in again and asked with a full smile, “Brother, what’s wrong now?”

Tang Jianbing made an “Oh” sound, “I’m still worried.

Take off your cotton clothes and throw them out of the quilt while I’m here.

Otherwise, you’ll definitely sleep like that once I leave.

You’ve had this bad habit since you were young and never changed!”

Tang Chuxia: …

With a look of utter despair.

She wasn’t wearing any—to take off what?

She didn’t understand why Tang Jianbing had to exert his brotherly rights.

He scolded her, yet his hand gripped the blanket.