Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

The word “virgin” floated past Fang Yusheng’s head.

He snatched the book from Qiao Jiusheng’s hand, closed it, and threw it into the bin.

Then, with a calm smile, he said to Qiao Jiusheng, “This book is rubbish. Reading too much of it is not good.”

Qiao Jiusheng faintly smiled. She did not say anything, but she thought about it. Those who can be friends are the same type of people. A friend of trash is naturally trash as well.

“Sleep.” Fang Yusheng simply lay down and closed his eyes to sleep.

Qiao Jiusheng took out her phone and looked at Qiao Jiuyin’s blog. Just as she was engrossed in it, someone suddenly hugged her waist.

“Fang Yusheng,” Qiao Jiusheng softly shouted.

Fang Yusheng did not react at all. He continued to soundly sleep.

He’s really asleep?

After observing Fang Yusheng for a moment, Qiao Jiusheng saw that he was really asleep and not just pretending to be. She then tried her best to be gentle as she moved Fang Yusheng’s hand away. However, her mind was in a mess.

Was Fang Yusheng taking advantage of me just now?

Would he take advantage of me?

That’s impossible.

He, Fang Yusheng, is a loyal and good man, who is willing to protect his moral principles for his lover.

But then again, I’m young and beautiful. And also flirtatious. It’s hard for a hot-blooded man to resist my charm. Even if Fang Yusheng were a devoted person, he’s still a man in the end.

Does he really not have any improper thoughts toward me?

Qiao Jiusheng thought in a daze. Her guard was fully down, and she was ready to fall asleep boldly.

As she fell asleep, she woke up when her waist was suddenly hugged again. Qiao Jiusheng opened her eyes and tilted her head to see a beautiful buzz cut on her shoulder. She blinked in puzzlement. What’s going on? Fang Yusheng seems to be very active tonight.

“Fang Yusheng!” Qiao Jiusheng pushed Fang Yusheng hard.

She was quite strong, and Fang Yusheng finally woke up.

“What’s wrong?” Fang Yusheng stared at her unbelievably beautiful green eyes, looking a little lost. Anyone person sleeping soundly would react slower if someone suddenly woke them up.

Qiao Jiusheng looked at his handsome face, and the anger in her stomach suddenly faded.

She was too embarrassed to lose her temper at such a handsome man.

So, she asked Fang Yusheng, “Are you cold?” Otherwise, why would he keep leaning toward me?

Fang Yusheng’s expression became a little indescribable. “Yes, I’m cold.” This answer was a little gritted, but his heart was filled with sorrow.

Dumb woman!

“Wait for me. I’ll go get the blanket.” Qiao Jiusheng lifted the blanket and got out of bed. She ran to find another blanket.

Fang Yusheng softly sighed when he heard Qiao Jiusheng rummaging through her luggage.

According to the routine, if he said it was cold, Qiao Jiusheng should have turned into a hot water bottle to warm him up.

How insensitive!

Soon, Qiao Jiusheng returned with the blanket. “Come, I’ll cover you up. Don’t catch a cold.” As she said that, she placed the ten kilograms of cotton on Fang Yusheng. Worried that he would still be cold, she neatly spread the blanket and completely covered him.

After spreading the blanket, she asked Fang Yusheng, “Happy? Warm?”

Fang Yusheng, who was carrying five kilograms of weight on his back, insincerely replied, “Happy, warm.” This happiness is really heavy…

The temperature in the room was close to 20 degrees Celsius, and Fang Yusheng was covered in sweat. However, he was too embarrassed to lift the blanket. Therefore, he could only silently withstand the weight of happiness.