70's Raising a Child: I'm done with cannon fodder female supporting roles

Chapter 69 Hugging Him to Sleep
Shen Nanqiao searched around the room, muttering, "I just took it out, how come it's gone? Where did it fall?"

Although Jiang Zhe is her husband, this underwear is quite private. Shen Nanqiao was still quite shy when he saw it.

Finally, she took out another set from the drawer and put it on, then climbed onto the bed and lay down with her back to the door, leaving plenty of room for Jiang Zhe.

After Jiang Zhe came back, he asked, "What time do you go to work tomorrow?"

Shen Nanqiao opened his eyes and looked over: "What?"

"Dad said you walk to the steel plant every day, so he asked me to ride my bike to take you there tomorrow."

Shen Nanqiao wanted to refuse, but swallowed the words back: "I'll be at work at 7:10, and you can leave at 6:50."

"Okay, it's late, go to bed."

"Well, you should sleep too."

After saying that, Shen Nanqiao quickly blew out the candle oil lamp, and the room became dark.

Only then did Jiang Zhe take out the things he had hidden behind him.

In the darkness, Jiang Zhe frowned and held Shen Nanqiao's clothes tightly in his hands, as if he was holding a thorny potato.

I don’t know how to give it back naturally.

He tightened and loosened his fingers repeatedly, hesitated again and again, and finally stuffed the clothes under the pillow reluctantly before slowly lying down on the bed.

The two of them were each covered with a quilt, and Shen Nanqiao lay quietly, as if he was asleep.

But Jiang Zhe knew clearly that she was pretending to be asleep.

He had seen Shen Nanqiao's "bold" sleeping posture last time. This bed that was almost 1.8 meters long was not enough for her to toss and turn.

He is so honest now, he must be pretending.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of their gentle breathing.

Shen Nanqiao closed his eyes, but his heart was beating like a drum.

In modern times, she had never slept with a man. Now, lying next to Jiang Zhe, her heart was beating wildly.

She kept telling herself to stay calm.

Jiang Zhe has no such intentions towards you, so don't make a fool of yourself.

Shen Nanqiao closed his eyes tightly, trying to make himself fall asleep.

Jiang Zhe, who was standing next to him, had already tensed up all over, like a taut bowstring, his Adam's apple rolling unconsciously, and he quietly stretched out his hand to calm down.

After Shen Nanqiao's breathing became even, Jiang Zhe was sure that she was really asleep. He quickly opened his eyes, then gently got up and wanted to put the clothes under the pillow back into the drawer.

Unexpectedly, Shen Nanqiao suddenly turned over, rolled to his side, and crawled into his bed.

Jiang Zhe was stunned. He looked in the moonlight and saw Shen Nanqiao lying in his position.

The expression on Jiang Zhe's face became very subtle, and he narrowed his eyes in thought.

Shen Nanqiao's sleeping posture is still so "wild", taking up his space. Where does he sleep?

Looking at the pink quilt and Shen Nanqiao's pillow, Jiang Zhe sighed helplessly.

He was young and energetic, and he felt very upset when Shen Nanqiao was lying next to him, not to mention sleeping in the place where she had slept before.

Jiang Zhe had no choice but to stand up and carefully try to carry Shen Nanqiao back to her original position.

As soon as he touched her, Shen Nanqiao reached out and grabbed his arm, frowning and muttering: "It's so hard..."

Shen Nanqiao was dreaming at this time.

I dreamed that I returned to the modern era and lived a hard life where I was exploited and my credit was taken away by the director. I returned to my rental house and could only eat takeout, feeling all alone.

Suddenly, she felt very scared. Although the conditions were not good in the 1970s, she had parents-in-law who were truly kind to her, lovely children, an honest husband, and a harmonious family. She was reluctant to go back to the modern era.

In modern times, Shen Nanqiao is used to sleeping with a big doll in her arms, which makes her feel safe. At this moment, she treated Jiang Zhe as a big doll and held him tightly.

Jiang Zhe narrowed his eyes and called out in a hoarse voice: "Shen Nanqiao?"

Shen Nanqiao rubbed it with his face, and Jiang Zhe seemed to be electrocuted and his whole body froze.

But if I just stand there and be held by Shen Nanqiao, I won’t have a good night.

Jiang Zhe gritted his teeth, exerted a little strength, picked up Shen Nanqiao, and tried to put her back to her original place.

At this time, Shen Nanqiao felt the warmth and breath of Jiang Zhe, and his hands suddenly loosened.

Jiang Zhe thought she was going to sleep well, but unexpectedly, Shen Nanqiao's hands suddenly hugged his waist again.

Jiang Zhe was startled and accidentally bumped into Shen Nanqiao's soft body, and they stuck together tightly.

Jiang Zhe's face suddenly became ugly. He lowered his head and saw Shen Nanqiao sleeping soundly, muttering, "So comfortable."

Jiang Zhe took a deep breath.

If I let Shen Nanqiao hold me like this all night, would she be angry tomorrow morning and think I was a hooligan?
Jiang Zhe's eyes darkened, hiding the emotions in them.

He thought, this was something Shen Nanqiao brought here himself.

In fact, he was reluctant to push her away, so he slowly closed his eyes beside Shen Nanqiao.

At the same time, Su Qian's journey home was not so smooth.

She has been married for many years and seldom goes back.

Being used to living in a town with street lights, she couldn't help but quicken her pace as she walked on the dark road in the village.

After so many years, the village remains the same, without changing at all.

The little bit of envy I had felt at the Jiang family just now was gone at this moment.

Although Liang Yuansheng was rarely at home, he was working to earn money for the three of them. They lived in a two-story house in the town and had a car to pick them up when they went out.

As for Jiang Zhe, apart from his good looks, it seems that there is nothing special about him.

Su Qian felt a little better, but as she walked, she smelled a strong odor of alcohol.

At this time, she found that there was not only her own footsteps, but also the footsteps of others around her.

Su Qian stopped immediately and listened carefully to the movements around her.

Her face turned ugly, her hands clenched into fists, she took a few steps to the side and bumped into a bucket.

The drunk man in front also heard the noise and shouted, "Who is it? You are playing tricks here, let me see."

This man was Chen Mucheng, and he was drunk.

He pulled out a small flashlight from his pocket, which he had bought with great difficulty in town.

When he saw Su Qian in the dim light, his eyes widened.

He thought to himself, when did such a beauty appear in this village?
Her looks and figure are no worse than Shen Nanqiao's. If you look closely, her figure is even fuller than Shen Nanqiao's.

The clothes she wore showed off her figure so well that it seemed as if they could hardly cover it.

Chen Mucheng took a breath and said with a smile:
"She's a beauty! Beautiful girl, are you scared to walk alone at night? Do you want me to protect you?"

As he said this, he staggered towards Su Qian.

Su Qian was so frightened that she was shaking all over. She quickly looked away, her eyes full of coldness.

She cursed in her heart, why is this village so backward and there are hooligans!
Su Qian tightly grasped the bag in her hand. She knew that no one would come even if she called out now, so she could only find a solution on her own.

She took a step back and said coldly: "Don't come over! Otherwise I will be rude to you!"

Chen Mucheng didn't take her words seriously at all. His mind was full of messy thoughts.