Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 139: 121 Sharing the same bed? Caught by Jiangjiang? [Christmas Message] Chapter 139: 121 Sharing the same bed? Caught by Jiangjiang? [Christmas Message] That night, there was no wind and no moon, just sparse stars and heavy dew.

Tang Wan lay in bed. Normally, after bustling about all day, she’d have fallen asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Perhaps it was the unfamiliar surroundings, or perhaps it was knowing that Jiang Jinsang was just a cabinet away from her.

No matter what, she couldn’t fall asleep and tossed and turned in bed.

Finally, she gave up, got up, and took Lord Wansui from the turtle tank, placing him on the table. Initially, he retracted into his shell, but then he poked his head out and took a few steps. Just as Tang Wan was about to pick up something to tease him with, he retreated back into his shell and wouldn’t come out again.

He sure had a temper. No wonder they called him Lord Wansui.

Lord Wansui, as a turtle, felt quite helpless:

Why force him to come out and entertain in the middle of the night?

Unable to sleep, Tang Wan simply took some paper and a notebook and began designing Cyan Feather jewelry, when suddenly she heard the sound of a plastic bottle falling from next door…

It rolled on the floor, filled with something, rustling.

She glanced at the time; it was two o’clock in the morning.

She walked over to the bookshelf and whispered, “Jinsang?”

No response.

“Jinsang?” Tang Wan raised her voice slightly, and faintly, she seemed to hear more rustling noises next door. Entering a man’s room in the dead of night was generally problematic, but there was clearly movement opposite her, yet no response. She felt uneasy.

Hesitating, she still opened the cabinet.

The lamp by the bed was on. Although dim, it allowed her to see Jiang Jinsang leaning halfway up in bed, the blanket only covering him from the waist down, his chest heaved violently, and he breathed rapidly, even gasping…

“Jinsang!” Tang Wan hurried over, picking up the medicine bottle from the floor. “How are you? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Are you supposed to take this medicine?”

Jiang Jinsang seemed unresponsive, only wrinkling his brow in pain.

She reached out to touch his forehead. As soon as her fingertips touched him, it felt as cold as ice. Why was he so cold? She also touched his face. Her fingers moved down, wanting to try his hand, to see if his whole body was this cold…

But just as she touched his wrist, his fingers twitched slightly, grabbing her hand in return.

The chilly touch instantly spread through her limbs. Tang Wan gasped.

She suddenly remembered that Jiang Jinsang had been ill once in Pingjiang. When she had entered his room that time, the room temperature had also been alarmingly high.

“Wanwan—” his voice was hoarse.

“Do you take this medicine?”

He nodded slightly.

The medicine bottle had instructions. Tang Wan poured four pills, searched everywhere for some warm water, and finally sat down by the bed, supporting his shoulder. He seemed to have no strength, almost completely leaning on Tang Wan.

was coarse and brief, falling just on the side of Tang Wan’s neck, like snowflakes sneaking in during

Chilling as they descended.

“Jinsang, take your medicine.”

his lips. He frowned as if the

“Jinsang—”

softened her voice, soothingly

Jinsang opened his mouth and took the medicine. Tang Wan fed him a few sips of water, then helped him lie down and covered him up. But his body was still

only a thin quilt on the bed. Tang Wan couldn’t find a spare blanket, so she simply went back to her

Tang Wan had never dealt with such a situation

to leave when her wrist was

no strength and merely held her lightly,

wait here.” Tang Wan said as she

touch tightly clasping her

taking medicine,

His voice faltered.

make you feel better?” Tang Wan looked

body collapsed back into the

risk if something went wrong. Still hesitating, she decided

he seemed to sleep more comfortably, and his breathing gradually

held his hand in hers, enclosing

in a light sweat. Tang Wan found a towel, lightly wiped him down, and by around four in the morning, his

Even if she were to go back to sleep now, she wouldn’t be able to rest,

struggled throughout the night, she was exhausted.

…

him resemble a cocoon. He slightly tried to struggle, and only then did he notice that one of

thinking that, by holding his hand, she would be able to

already deep in sleep, completely unaware even

the bed, how could she sleep comfortably? Pressed against the soft big bed, her body relaxed, and she adjusted

had taken his medicine and felt a bit better, he didn’t have much strength. Lifting her onto the bed had exhausted

leaned over, propping himself up with his

Tang Wan moaned softly, turned over,

few more times, and after confirming she

off her body

lying on his side. The distance between the two was close enough for him to clearly feel her

even, her breaths slowly landed on his face, adding a few degrees of warmth to his otherwise

“Wanwan.”

he leaned

very low, so he didn’t dare get too close,

Warm, soft.

entire body. Hesitantly, he reached out, wanting to hold

only loosely encircle her with his

and the temperature in Jiang Jinsang’s room was even higher. Ordinary people would find it hot, not to

suddenly wake up, and