My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 358 - 356: If You Move Again, I’ll Kick You Off the Bed

Chapter 358: Chapter 356: If You Move Again, I’ll Kick You Off the Bed

This remark left everyone somewhat perplexed, unable to grasp what the director meant.

Only the next day did they see the legendary Boss Shen appearing with their leading lady.

The aloof and handsome Boss Shen even rubbed the actress’s head tenderly.

Was there still anyone who didn’t understand?

Out of respect for Director Qian’s orders, naturally, nobody dared to spread the word, not even in private discussions.

Until "Snowfield Ballet" was completed, there was no news of Boss Shen appearing in the film crew.

Director Qian didn’t know that his "kind act" had further delayed the day when Boss Shen could publicly be with his girlfriend.

...

When Qiao Xi returned to their lodging with Shen Dang, she gazed at the only bed in the room and fell into deep thought.

She suddenly remembered the night not long ago, in the town hospital, when they shared a bed.

Although they hadn’t done anything, their relationship had taken a big step forward.

Once you take the first step in some things, they become routine.

So, if Shen Dang was to stay here for half a month, would they have to share a bed?

She wondered if it was too late to ask Director Qian to arrange another place for Boss Shen.

Seeing her lost in thought, Shen Dang chuckled and tapped her head, "What are you thinking about so intently?"

Qiao Xi met his gaze and shook her head, "...Nothing."

Shen Dang leaned forward, his lazy, noble smile asking, "You go take a shower first, or should I?"

They stood close to each other, Qiao Xi crashing directly into his gaze, his eyes reflecting her image.

His eyes were deep, as if seeing into her very soul, making Qiao Xi feel suddenly exposed.

Before she could speak, he lazily chuckled, "Or we can shower together to save water."

What nonsense was this sly man spouting?

Qiao Xi, annoyed, pushed him away: "I’ll go first!"

Qiao Xi grabbed her clothes and fled.

Boss Shen looked at her retreating figure and couldn’t help but chuckle.

His gaze fell on the bed he’d laid on that afternoon, and his eyes darkened, a turmoil brewing within.

After her shower, Qiao Xi told him, "It’s your turn to shower, or there won’t be any hot water left."

She didn’t look at him throughout, taking out bottles and jars, sitting on a chair, and meticulously applying skincare.

Even without looking, she could feel his gaze pressing on her.

Shen Dang’s Adam’s apple bobbed lightly: "Yeah, I’m going."

His voice was raspy as if it had rolled over gravel, low and husky, inexplicably alluring.

Shen Dang headed to the bathroom, and only then did Qiao Xi feel the oppressive atmosphere lighten slightly.

Qiao Xi wiped her face and lay down on the bed.

Hearing Shen Dang moving around the room, Qiao Xi quickly put down her phone and pretended to sleep.

The room was dimly lit, her face glowing subtly under the light; Shen Dang saw her eyelashes tremble slightly.

Though it was faint, he caught it.

He smiled silently.

Still pretending to sleep.

Not even doing a good job at it.

After turning off the lights, Shen Dang slid under the blanket.

With everything pitch black, unable to see anything, other senses were heightened involuntarily.

Qiao Xi could sense every move Shen Dang made.

Including his warm body coming closer, bringing his heat directly to her was unmistakably clear.

"You fell asleep already?"

His low voice held a trace of humor.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips, not responding.

"Fell asleep so fast," he paused deliberately, a flicker of amusement in his eyes, "Pig?",

Hearing this, Qiao Xi could no longer pretend: "You’re the pig!"

"Oh~," Shen Dang playfully dragged out his words, a lazy lift of his eyebrow: "I thought you were asleep."

Qiao Xi turned her back to him, grumbling quietly: "About to sleep, have to wake up early tomorrow for shooting."

Shen Dang moved closer, stretching his arm for her to pillow and draped his other arm around her waist.

Qiao Xi now dared not move.

But she found the position somewhat uncomfortable.

Especially with the man’s breathing heavy behind her, palpably suggestive in the silence of the night.

Being adults, Qiao Xi couldn’t help but overthink.

Qiao Xi shifted slightly.

Not knowing which part she touched, she suddenly heard him suppress a hiss.

Qiao Xi froze.

His voice carried a warning: "Don’t move."

With a "whoosh", Qiao Xi’s face flushed: "You—"

She didn’t know what to say.

Shen Dang’s voice was hoarse: "Move and you take responsibility."

Shameless!

Qiao Xi cursed him silently, annoyed: "Then stop holding me."

Qiao Xi elbowed him.

"Messing around," Shen Dang caught her arm, his lazy smile emerging: "What if you hit something you shouldn’t?"

Saying this, his fingers trailed down her wrist, squeezed into her fingers, and pinned her hand to the bed in one fluid motion.

A dominant gesture.

Qiao Xi was speechless.

Shen Dang’s lips hovered close to her neck, inhaling deeply: "You’re my girlfriend, who else should I hold?"

He was clingy.

This sticky creature.

Hold then.

Qiao Xi chanted silently in her heart.

But suddenly felt the arm under her head twist back lightly, touching her shoulder in a securing gesture.

This completely trapped her.

In his embrace, she was like a possession.

Qiao Xi frowned slightly, this male siren wouldn’t let her sleep, would he?

She pulled his hand away, hissing: "Shen Dang, keep moving and I’ll kick you off the bed!"

The threat had its effect.

His body pressed even closer, as if craving something but suppressing it: "Can’t sleep."

Qiao Xi felt his strength and his heat, her voice cooling: "... Want me to kick you out?"

Boss Shen shut up.

The room went quiet.

As Qiao Xi drifted into sleep, she turned into his embrace.

Shen Dang chuckled lowly, unconsciously tightening his arms, holding her close.

Their bodies fit perfectly.

Impeccably matched.

Shen Dang lowered his head to kiss her forehead, holding her, he fell asleep contentedly.

...

During the following days, Qiao Xi came back every afternoon and evening to dine with Shen Dang.

She got to enjoy various wild game from the mountains, such as rabbits and wild chickens, anything that wasn’t a protected species.

Later, Qiao Xi learned Zhou Ge and other bodyguards had caught them, and only then knew that Shen Dang had brought a lot of bodyguards this time.

Yet, she hadn’t seen anyone else.

During this half month, Chu Xiuyun had not shown up either.

But the calmer it was, the more unsettling it felt.

Who knew if that extreme lunatic would suddenly show up?