Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 298: Sleep Beside Me

Vaguely, Shen Jue seemed to hear Rong Qingqing muttering something.

"Your feet won’t kick me, I can sleep here at ease, how nice."

Yes, once Shen Jue falls asleep, his feet don’t move.

Even if he wants to turn over at night, he needs to sit up and move his legs to the other side; otherwise, the parts below his knees won’t move.

Naturally, he couldn’t possibly kick someone sleeping at the foot of his bed off.

Shen Jue couldn’t describe the feeling those words from Rong Qingqing gave him.

Sour and astringent.

He didn’t know if it was because of himself.

Or because of her.

Perhaps afraid of waking him, Rong Qingqing slept on the edge of the bed, curled up into a small ball.

The corner of his quilt puffed up like a tiny mountain.

Shen Jue could hear Rong Qingqing yawning.

Ten minutes later, from the end of the bed, came very soft, little snores.

It was probably caused by her poor sleeping posture.

Actually, the sound wasn’t loud, but because the room was so quiet, he could hear it crystal clear.

She had lain on the sofa for almost twenty minutes and hadn’t fallen asleep.

Once she lay at his feet, she fell asleep within moments.

Rong Kuo was right, Rong Qingqing had very little sense of security.

So, in the morning, after he had fallen asleep, she lay on the edge of his bed, holding his time in her hand, and slept beside him.

Shen Jue listened to Rong Qingqing’s little snores for a few minutes, then propped himself up on the bed with his hands.

He lifted the quilt and glanced at Rong Qingqing.

She slept like a newborn baby, clutching his trouser leg with one hand and having the other hand in a fist beside her face.

Shen Jue silently sighed.

A nameless, unfamiliar emotion suddenly penetrated deep within his heart.

Who was it that drove away the light of her childhood, leaving her with darkness, so much so that even now, she couldn’t recover?

Shen Jue hated this person.

He wished he could tear this person into a thousand pieces.

So, for now, he wanted Rong Jiaojiao, who made Rong Qingqing feel darkness and loneliness again, to suffer immeasurably.

Shen Jue reached out and gently picked up the person curled at his feet.

Only her hand, clutching his trouser leg, wouldn’t let go, so Shen Jue had to pry her fingers apart.

Rong Qingqing woke up startled.

Her body shuddered suddenly as she woke up.

"Don’t be afraid, it’s me." Shen Jue’s voice was light and gentle, his palm softly caressed her face, "Come sleep by my side."

Rong Qingqing’s eyelashes fluttered, as if not fully awake, her gaze lingering on his face for two seconds.

It seemed like she was trying to discern who he was, and after confirming his identity, she simply said "oh."

Yawning, she rubbed her eyes and crawled slowly to the head of the bed.

Then, without even covering herself with the quilt, she lay down, and within seconds, seemed to fall asleep again.

Shen Jue gently pulled out the quilt corner that she pressed under her feet and covered Rong Qingqing with it.

Shen Jue lay down softly beside her, then cautiously drew her into his embrace.

Just as Shen Jue closed his eyes, he heard the person in his arms whisper in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s.

"I’m just borrowing your bed for two days."

Shen Jue murmured a response, lightly resting his hand on her slender waist, "Sleep."

Rong Qingqing, who didn’t eat well and was always talking about losing weight, was really so thin.

When he held her in his arms, she was so small that she was almost invisible.

But in fact, Rong Qingqing wasn’t short.