My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 172: The Woman Who Said He Couldn’t Cross the Line Before Bed Rolled Over to His Side After Falling Asleep

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: The Woman Who Said He Couldn’t Cross the Line Before Bed Rolled Over to His Side After Falling Asleep

Shen Dang shrugged his shoulders, "Then you take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the sofa."

As he spoke, he pulled back the blanket.

"No need," Qiao Xi hurried to stop him, "I can sleep on the sofa, that is your bed after all."

Shen Dang cocked his head and looked at her, "Do you think it’s appropriate for me to let my ex-wife sleep on the sofa?"

"You just said ’ex-wife,’ so what’s inappropriate about it?"

Shen Dang: "..."

Suddenly he found himself at a loss for words.

Shen Dang covered his forehead with his palm, unable to hold back a laughing sound: "I am a man."

Qiao Xi tugged at the corner of her lips, nonchalantly, "Of course, I know you’re a man, you don’t need to tell me."

"...So the bed is yours."

"Has Boss Shen finally learned to be magnanimous?"

Shen Dang stared at her, his thick eyebrows furrowing, "What do you mean by that, Teacher Qiao?"

"After all, Boss Shen wasn’t like this before; your magnanimity now really surprises me."

Her sarcasm was fully loaded, and Shen Dang snorted, countering, "Surprised are you? Could you ever truly understand Boss Shen?"

Qiao Xi: "..."

She ran out of things to say.

The back-and-forth between the two of them seemed to bring them back to the old days when they were at loggerheads.

Qiao Xi had to admit, she felt this kind of interaction was normal for them.

If some other element were mixed in, it would be she who felt uncomfortable.

Perhaps this was exactly how their relationship was supposed to be.

Qiao Xi let out a light sigh.

In the end, Shen Dang gave up the bed to her.

Since he had given it up, Qiao Xi was not going to stand on ceremony.

It had to be said that Boss Shen was quite the gentleman tonight.

Qiao Xi sat down by the bed, watching as Shen Dang opened the wardrobe and rummaged through it.

It seemed he couldn’t find what he was looking for; a few seconds later, he closed the wardrobe doors and turned to stare unwaveringly at Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi still sat on the bed.

When he looked over, Qiao Xi blinked, her eyelashes fluttering.

What was he looking at her for?

But she noticed that Shen Dang’s expression didn’t look too good.

"...What’s wrong?"

"Nothing."

Shen Dang walked over and sat down on the sofa, then lay down.

The sofa was not even as long as his body.

Shen Dang had to curl up uncomfortably on the sofa.

With the room lights still on, Shen Dang let out an annoyed click of his tongue, "Teacher Qiao, turn off the light."

"Oh."

Is he really going to sleep like that?

Even with the heating on in the room, wouldn’t he get cold without a blanket?

He looked like an abandoned puppy.

Qiao Xi turned off the light.

The room plunged into darkness.

The curtains weren’t drawn, and the light from outside filtered in, leaving a faint glow across the distance.

Qiao Xi could barely make out Shen Dang’s silhouette.

She lay in the warm cocoon of her bed, the blanket faintly scented with his subtle, refreshing aroma of dark agarwood.

It was as if she were enveloped in his embrace.

Initially, Qiao Xi felt a bit uncomfortable, but she found she didn’t resist the scent.

The body never lies.

Qiao Xi pulled the blanket up to her chin, blinking her phoenix eyes and tapping her fingers rhythmically on the blanket.

"Shen Dang, have you fallen asleep?"

In the darkness, Qiao Xi’s voice, typically cool, came across as warm and soft.

At least to Shen Dang’s ears, it lacked her usual iciness, sounding a bit lazy and coquettish.

"Uh-huh."

Qiao Xi: "..."

If you’re asleep, then why respond?

Qiao Xi turned on her side, lifting her gaze to Shen Dang not far away.

He had to be very careful even to turn over on that sofa.

Images of the times Shen Dang had been nice to her intruded into her mind, including the injury he’d just suffered at the Qiao family’s home the day before yesterday...

"Shen Dang."

She called out again.

"Speak."

"Why don’t you come sleep on the bed?"

Everything around them went silent, as if even the snow falling outside stopped for a moment – a hush filled with only the sound of their breathing.

The moment she spoke, Qiao Xi regretted it, yet at the same time, she couldn’t help but exhale in relief.

This conflict was killing her.

Shen Dang suspected he had heard wrong. Was Teacher Qiao inviting him?

"What did you say?"

Boss Shen asked again, uncertain.

Qiao Xi bit her lip, "Never mind if you didn’t hear it."

She wouldn’t say it a second time anyway.

"I heard you, I just feared I was mistaken; that’s why I asked again."

Qiao Xi: "..."

She gave no response.

She then saw Shen Dang rise from the sofa and his tall figure walked towards the bed.

As he drew closer, Qiao Xi pursed her lips uncomfortably.

"Do you want to sleep on the inside or the outside?" The low voice of a man came from overhead.

Qiao Xi was already lying on the outside, the spot warmed by her own body heat, so she didn’t move.

"I’ll just sleep here."

Qiao Xi’s voice betrayed a tinge of nervousness.

"Mhm."

Shen Dang climbed onto the bed from the other side.

Qiao Xi could feel him lifting the other half of the blanket.

The bed was huge, enough for four or five people.

When Shen Dang lay flat, there was still a gap of three people between them.

Thinking of Shen Dang’s sleeping posture, Qiao Xi said dryly, "Don’t cross the line, or I’ll kick you out of bed."

Qiao Xi then heard Shen Dang’s low, casual chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Qiao Xi got a bit irritated.

"How would I know what I might do while sleeping?"

His reasoning was sound.

"That’s right," Qiao Xi replied coldly, "so you better go back to the sofa."

She should never have softened her heart!

Picking up the stray dog meant it was turning into a ’dog-man.’

What if he took advantage of her in the night?

She would be at a loss, no matter what.

Shen Dang laughed again, a low, raspy, and magnetic sound, "Teacher Qiao, you’re not usually like this – you invite me up then shoo me away."

Qiao Xi’s voice raised slightly, "Then just don’t cross over!"

Qiao Xi tossed aside her pillow, stuffing it under the blanket, placing it between the two of them.

Shen Dang: "..."

Boss Shen didn’t know what to say.

Even if he really wanted something, could a pillow really hold him back?

"This is a great idea, indeed," he could not help but comment sarcastically.

"Better than nothing!"

"Teacher Qiao—"

Not wanting to hear him talk, Qiao Xi cut him off, "Shut up, sleep! If not, go back down!"

Shen Dang laughed again, "I was going to say you’re really clever, coming up with this method, you’re so smart."

"..."

Dog-man, shut up!

Qiao Xi ignored him.

With the time being late and the temperature cozy, it wasn’t long before Qiao Xi fell asleep.

Listening to the steady breathing beside him, Shen Dang couldn’t help but grind his molars.

She seemed to be sleeping quite soundly.

Having a warm and delicate beauty by his side, Boss Shen, as any normal red-blooded man, couldn’t be entirely free of desire.

He almost recited the Calming Incantation to cool himself down.

After a hard time falling asleep, Shen Dang was suddenly woken in the middle of the night by some movement beside him.

The woman who had declared no crossing over before sleeping had rolled over to his side.

He thought to himself, really?

Perhaps the pillow had made her uncomfortable because, in her dreams, Qiao Xi had removed it and leaned in his direction.

Shen Dang: "..."

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