HPDBC Chapter 134 He, he does this kind of thing at night...
Chapter 134 He, he does this kind of thing at night...
Su Wanwan was awakened by thirst in the middle of the night.
My throat felt dry and tight, as if it had been swept by sandstorms in the Gobi Desert.
She opened her eyes groggily. The room was pitch black, with only a faint moonlight filtering through the window paper.
She stirred, trying to sit up to get some water.
She carefully shifted, trying to crawl out from under the covers, her movements as light as a cat's.
Just as she turned to the side, her gaze inadvertently swept across the foot of the bed.
Bai Rongbei sat on the old wooden stool at the foot of the bed, his back to her, his back ramrod straight.
Su Wanwan was stunned, and her sleepiness instantly vanished.
Wasn't he sleeping next to her?
When did you get up?
She squinted and looked carefully in the moonlight.
Bai Rongbei sat very upright, his shoulders slightly hunched, as if he were holding his breath.
His head was lowered, his gaze fixed on what was in front of him.
Su Wanwan's gaze followed his line of sight downwards.
Then, she saw it.
His shirt was undone, and his trousers were loosely undone.
Su Wanwan's mind went blank with a "boom," as if something had exploded.
She abruptly closed her eyes, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, making her eardrums buzz.
My cheeks instantly burned, and even my neck felt unbearably hot.
She kept her eyes tightly shut, not daring to move, and even subconsciously softened her breathing, afraid that he would discover that she was awake.
My mind is a complete mess.
How could he...?
No wonder she felt empty beside her in her sleep; it turns out he didn't go to the bathroom, but rather...
In the darkness, the senses are amplified infinitely.
She could hear his suppressed, heavy breathing, one breath after another, exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
You can hear the faint rustling sound of the fabric rubbing together.
One can even imagine the moonlight falling on his back, outlining the lines of his taut muscles.
Su Wanwan felt like she was suffocating.
She bit her lower lip hard, her fingers clenching tightly under the covers, her nails digging into her palms, trying to use the stinging pain to keep herself calm.
Pretending to be asleep.
I have to pretend to be asleep.
She absolutely mustn't let him know she saw it.
Time seemed to stretch out, and every second felt incredibly difficult.
Bai Rongbei's breathing grew heavier and heavier, and occasionally a very low groan would escape from his throat, which he would forcefully suppress.
Su Wanwan blushed and her heart pounded; all the blood in her body rushed to her head.
She never knew that men could be like this when they are alone.
In her memory, Bai Rongbei was always calm, restrained, and even a little too serious.
He speaks briefly, acts efficiently, and his eyes are always calm, like a bottomless pool.
But now...
Suddenly, Su Wanwan recalled the image of him on the rooftop at dusk, his eyes red as he recounted the past.
The Bai Rongbei who was as fragile as a child and the Bai Rongbei before her, who was suppressing his desires in the darkness, overlapped in her heart.
A certain part of my heart suddenly softened.
It also has a slightly astringent pain.
She knew why he did that.
Dr. Hu said he is recovering and will have a reaction.
But between them... it hasn't reached that point yet.
So he had to solve it himself.
Thinking of this, Su Wanwan's face flushed slightly, replaced by a complex mix of emotions.
She quietly opened her eyes a crack.
Bai Rongbei was still sitting there, his back stiff.
He suddenly tilted his head back, his neck taut and his Adam's apple bobbing violently a few times.
Then, he let out a long, deep breath, as if all his strength had been drained, and his shoulders slumped.
He sat quietly in the darkness for a few seconds, then slowly stood up, his movements somewhat hesitant.
Su Wanwan quickly closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.
She heard the sound of fabric rubbing together; he must be adjusting his clothes.
Then came a slight "click" from the belt buckle.
Footsteps sounded, very light, but they walked step by step toward the bedside.
Su Wanwan's heart jumped again.
Will he find out she's awake?
Bai Rongbei stopped by the bedside.
Su Wanwan could feel his gaze on her face.
She tried her best to control her breathing, making it sound steady and long, as if she were really sleeping soundly.
After a long while, she heard him say in a very low, self-deprecating voice, "I'm really crazy..."
Her voice was terribly hoarse, carrying the exhaustion of the event and a hint of inexplicable frustration.
Su Wanwan's heart clenched.
Bai Rongbei stood by the bed for a few more seconds, then turned and walked out of the room.
The door was gently closed.
Su Wanwan finally dared to open her eyes properly and let out a long breath.
She stared at the dark ceiling, the scene she had just witnessed still replaying in her mind, and her cheeks began to burn again.
But more than anything, it's an indescribable feeling.
She turned over and buried her face in the pillow.
The pillow smelled of white basil, clean, with a hint of soapberry fragrance, and a little bit of... something else.
Su Wanwan's face turned even redder.
The sound of water splashing came from outside the door; it must be Bai Rongbei drawing water to take a bath in the yard.
The well water in the Gobi Desert is cold, and the water drawn at this time is even more icy.
But he didn't seem to care, and the sound of water continued for quite a while.
As Su Wanwan listened to the sound of water and imagined the cold water being poured onto his burning skin, a mix of emotions welled up inside her.
The sound of water stopped.
The footsteps drew closer again.
The door was pushed open, and a cool, moist steam rushed in, mixed with the scent of soap.
Bai Rongbei walked in, wearing only military trousers, shirtless, with wet hair that was still dripping.
Moonlight streamed in through the window and fell upon him.
Water droplets rolled down his broad chest, slid over his firm abs, and finally disappeared into his waistband.
Su Wanwan secretly opened her eyes a crack, but her face flushed when she saw it, so she quickly closed them again.
Bai Rongbei walked to the bedside, stood there for a while, seemingly hesitant.
Finally, he lifted the covers and lay down inside.
He carried the chill of a cold shower, and his skin was still slightly damp.
When I lay down, I moved very gently, trying not to touch her.
But the bed was only so big, and there was only a fist's distance between the two of them.
Su Wanwan could clearly feel the coolness emanating from him, as well as the clean scent of soapberry.
She held her breath and continued to pretend to be asleep.
Bai Rong turned to the north, facing her.
She could feel his gaze fixed on her face.
After watching her for a while, he reached out and carefully pulled her into his arms.
The movements were very gentle, as if afraid of waking her.
His arm was around her waist, and his chin rested gently on the top of her head.
Su Wanwan stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed, pretending to unconsciously snuggle into his arms while asleep, finding a more comfortable position.
Bai Rongbei's body visibly stiffened for a moment, then relaxed, tightening his arms slightly.
He kissed the top of her head very lightly and whispered, "Sleep."
His voice carried a hint of weariness, but also a satisfied sigh.
Su Wanwan closed her eyes, listening to his gradually calming breathing and feeling the warmth from his chest. The embarrassment and shyness in her heart slowly dissipated, replaced by a sense of peace and security.
She continued to sleep in his arms.
Su Wanwan was awakened by the noise in the yard.