When I Lay Flat, the Female Lead Panicked - Chapter 9
Chapter 9: Sleeping Together
“Yes.”
They probably guessed who Wen Nanshu was resting for. Qiutong and the others exchanged glances and had no objections.
After a simple farewell to Wen Nanshu and Luo Xiaoxiao, they cooperatively each found a room to go into, either to rest or continue cultivating.
And after they left, only Wen Nanshu and Luo Xiaoxiao remained.
After her junior sisters left, she lowered her head and met Luo Xiaoxiao’s big, bright, cute deer eyes. She never once let go of the hand holding Luo Xiaoxiao’s wrist.
Adhering to the principle of being responsible to the end once she picked up someone, Wen Nanshu led Luo Xiaoxiao into a room in a corner.
She simply performed a spell to clean the old, dusty room that had been unoccupied for a long time.
And she prepared a bucket of hot water, some food, and a set of clean clothes for her.
After silently preparing all this, Wen Nanshu’s expression was calm. She said in a light, polite voice.
“Miss Luo, it’s late. Please make do and rest here tonight. I will stay in the room next to you. If you need anything, just find me. I’m on standby at any time.”
“Mmm! Tha-thank you, older sister…” She nodded her head, looking at Wen Nanshu with gratitude. The girl’s voice was light and soft, as if she were acting spoiled towards Wen Nanshu.
“Have a good rest.”
She had no intention of correcting Luo Xiaoxiao’s “older sister” address. She looked at the cute girl who hadn’t said more than two sentences, and her cheeks were already flushing again.
A barely noticeable gentleness appeared in her eyes. She resisted the urge to stroke the girl’s soft hair. After leaving this sentence, Wen Nanshu turned and returned to her own room.
But as soon as Wen Nanshu returned to her room. She had just finished bathing and changing. It was only half an hour.
Knock knock knock… a few light knocks on the door came from outside.
The knocking sound from outside was very weak and not disturbing.
If it weren’t for a cultivator’s naturally keen five senses, Wen Nanshu probably wouldn’t have noticed that someone was knocking.
It was late autumn. The sky outside darkened quickly. In addition, the entire An Family Village was like a ghost village, with no one lighting any lamps, so it was exceptionally dark outside.
She probably guessed who the person was. She stepped straight to the door and gently pushed it open.
A beautiful woman like a painting, her posture stood like a jade. Her wide sleeves fluttered gently with her movement of walking and opening the door, releasing a burst of clear, secluded fragrance.
Her long hair was like a waterfall. It was simply tied up with a single jade hairpin, allowing the strands to fall over her shoulders.
Not wanting the girl to wait. Wen Nanshu, who had just finished bathing, was not wearing the uniform of the Heavenly Sword Sect. She was simply wearing a white inner garment.
She opened the door and looked at a certain person who had clearly just bathed as well. She had her slightly wet, dark hair down and was obediently hugging a cotton pillow, standing pitifully at her door. Wen Nanshu’s expression was slightly stunned.
Perhaps she had never seen this kind of scene before. Although a hint of confusion appeared in Wen Nanshu’s beautiful eyes, her words were subconsciously filled with concern.
“Miss Luo, what’s wrong?”
“I…”
The moment Wen Nanshu opened the door, Luo Xiaoxiao’s beautiful eyes first lit up in amazement. Then, as if she had remembered something, she lowered her head a little shyly and said in an embarrassed tone.
“Older sister, did I disturb you?”
“No, you didn’t disturb me.”
She shook her head gently. Her gaze subconsciously looked at the thin clothing the girl was wearing after her bath.
Fearing that Luo Xiaoxiao was cold, she quietly activated her spiritual energy to wrap a wave of warmth around Luo Xiaoxiao. Wen Nanshu’s voice was gentle.
“Miss Luo, is there something you need help with?”
“I…” She hesitated to look at Wen Nanshu. It seemed that she felt her next request might be a bit difficult to ask.
Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t dare to look up for a moment. She just lowered her small head and asked in a weak voice.
“Older sister… it’s too dark outside, and the wind is so loud. I’m a little scared. So, can I… can I sleep in the same room as you tonight? I, I’ll just sleep on the floor. I promise I won’t disturb you…”
Her voice got weaker and weaker. As she said the last part, as if she was afraid of being rejected, Luo Xiaoxiao’s hands tightened their grip on the pillow. It was as if she was undergoing some kind of judgment. She didn’t dare to look up at Wen Nanshu’s expression.
But the rejection she imagined might appear did not come. After hearing Luo Xiaoxiao’s request, and recalling her genuine scared reaction after entering An Family Village. Wen Nanshu turned to the side and made way directly.
“Come in. You don’t have to sleep on the floor. Go sleep on the bed.”
“…Really?”
“Mmm.”
“Thank you, older sister!”
Her downcast face instantly lifted into a smile. Luo Xiaoxiao originally thought that it would be pretty good if she could just sleep on the floor.
After all, on the first day of meeting, to force the female lead to share a bed with her.
Even if she was a pervert, she wouldn’t dare to think of something so proactive. And this was Wen Nanshu’s own consent, she didn’t force her at all~
Thinking this, with Wen Nanshu’s consent, Luo Xiaoxiao finally succeeded in getting into her bed.
But before she got on the bed, Luo Xiaoxiao was held down by Wen Nanshu, who used a spell to dry her hair before she was allowed to lie down.
She happily snuggled into the inner corner of Wen Nanshu’s bed. She quietly looked at the big beautiful woman inside the room. She was sitting quietly on a chair not far from the bed, meticulously wiping Flying Snow. Her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting.
This time, Luo Xiaoxiao was obedient. She didn’t try to pull any more tricks like pretending to be scared and needing her older sister to hug her to sleep.
She knew when to cause trouble and when to be well-behaved.
After all, the An Family Village dungeon was very eerie. She was truly afraid that if she fell asleep, something that shouldn’t appear would pop out from under the bed…
Wuwu, she couldn’t act up, not at all. She didn’t even dare to move a muscle…
After much thought, she concluded that the safest place was next to the female lead. So she shouldn’t be too excessive. Otherwise, if Wen Nanshu didn’t let her in, she would have nowhere to cry.
Besides, she was satisfied enough. After all, who else had been more successful in chasing a star than her? Not only did she get to meet the real person in the book, but on the first day of meeting, she also got to hug and be hugged, and her request to sleep together was granted…
These conditions, hehe~~
Only a treasure-like female lead who was “cold on the outside and warm on the inside” and had a kind heart like Wen Nanshu would agree.
Thinking this, she hugged the clean, soft blanket. Her nose lightly sniffed the unique and pleasant faint fragrance that radiated from Wen Nanshu.
Perhaps it was the security from the female lead’s presence and the happiness from her wish being fulfilled, or perhaps she had experienced too much during the day.
Not long after Luo Xiaoxiao lay down, she felt her eyelids grow heavy. A thick sense of sleepiness surged.
And when Wen Nanshu finished wiping Flying Snow and looked at her again, Luo Xiaoxiao was already fast asleep.
“…” Her movements were gentle. She quietly stepped forward.
She looked at the girl who was exceptionally well-behaved. She was no longer tightly hugging her and shouting in fear. She was just a small ball, obediently sleeping in a small corner of the bed.
She noticed that even in her sleep, her plump, pink lips were slightly curved in a sweet smile.
Her heart fluttered. Her gaze was inexplicably drawn to her. Under the faint candlelight in the room, Wen Nanshu’s eyes quietly rested on the girl’s exquisite and beautiful face.
“She’s so cute even when she’s sleeping. No wonder my junior sisters like her so much.”
She reached out and gently pulled Luo Xiaoxiao’s blanket up. Unconsciously, as Wen Nanshu pulled the blanket up, her fingertips inadvertently touched Luo Xiaoxiao’s pale, smooth cheek.
Her long fingers, with a thin layer of calluses, lightly touched the girl’s soft cheek.
For a certain moment, it was like a magical connection. It made Wen Nanshu have a vague feeling that the appearance of this girl… seemed to be for her?
She slowly retracted her hand, thinking her idea was strange. But then she remembered their first meeting, when the girl was in a vulnerable state. Her eyes were red with tears, and she weakly called her “older sister.”
The corner of her mouth unknowingly curved into a gentle, shallow smile that she herself didn’t even notice.
It seemed that she didn’t hate the beautiful girl’s dependence on her at all…
…
Late at night, a fog seemed to have risen in the mountains. The night was as thick as ink. You couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.
At the same time, in a secluded, dilapidated courtyard, an old house was quietly set up as a memorial hall.
Outside, crows were cawing and birds and beasts were gone. A damp and decaying smell permeated the air.
Outside the old house, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds and piled with fallen leaves. It looked very dilapidated. But the furnishings of the memorial hall inside were exceptionally new.
White cloth was hung from the eaves. White candles were offered on the incense table. The word “Sacrifice” in black ink on the white cloth was particularly jarring inside the house.
In the center of the memorial hall, a brand-new coffin painted with a bright vermilion red was placed. On the table in front of the coffin, in the center of a few white candles, an anonymous memorial tablet was offered.
The wind rolled up the fog. The thick mist, like an unmannered outsider, slowly seeped into the courtyard. It intertwined and spread densely under the swaying white lanterns.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky. The dim moonlight was slowly shining through the broken window lattice of the courtyard, little by little, into the memorial hall.
A strange, cold energy flowed. The dark corners of the memorial hall were filled with a dense row of pitch-black bats with glowing red eyes. They were staring at something without blinking.
The light inside the house was dim and unclear. Only a single perpetual lamp under the vermilion coffin was lit. The dim red flame flickered and leaped due to the cold wind from outside.
And with the spread of a certain terrifying aura.
In the alternating light and shadow, an old man stood coldly and gloomily beside the coffin, remaining motionless for a long time…
His voice was hoarse. He muttered vaguely, “Lu’er, you’ve slept for so long. It’s time to wake up…”