81: Chapter 81 You little brat, where are your clothes?!

Stinky Girl could come out at any time, so Jiang Che couldn't stay long. The two just hugged and kissed for a bit, cherishing the moment, before Jiang Che tiptoed back to his own room.

Not long after, Jiang Ning, having finished her shower, returned to the room while wiping her flushed face with a towel.

Jiang Che looked at her, and whether it was his imagination or not, he actually saw a hint of shyness on this girl's face.

"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and go take a shower," Jiang Ning said with a shy pout.

Jiang Che grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Closing the door, Jiang Che felt slightly dizzy for a moment. In the bathroom, the air still carried a faint fragrance, and the steam had not yet completely dissipated.

Moreover, faintly lingering, besides the scent on Stinky Girl, there was also An Ran's.

With his mind wandering a bit, Jiang Che turned on the shower and deliberately set the water temperature lower than usual to suppress the heat rising in his body.

When he came out after his shower, the room was empty. From next door, he could hear the indistinct sound of An Ran talking, as well as Stinky Girl's giggling.

Jiang Che thought Jiang Ning had changed her mind and intended to sleep with An Ran next door. However, about twenty minutes later, Jiang Che heard a voice: "Good night, Sister An Ran."

Immediately after, Jiang Ning hugged her pillow and returned to Jiang Che's room.

Jiang Che looked at her, and she looked back at him without shying away.

"Get up here, I'm turning off the lights." After a moment of silence, Jiang Che spoke first.

"Going to sleep so early?" Jiang Ning frowned.

It was past ten, which was indeed early, but... originally, he didn't need to go to sleep so early tonight, and could have discussed the question of who is on top and who is on bottom with An Ran.

"It's not early. You have class tomorrow. If you keep staying up late, be careful about getting wrinkles."

Hearing Jiang Che deliberately trying to scare her, Jiang Ning pouted and whispered coyly: "Hateful~"

Soon, Jiang Ning climbed onto the bed, placed her pillow in the usual spot, lay down, covered herself with the quilt, and whispered: "Okay."

Jiang Che turned off the light, and instantly, the room was pitch black.

The two seemed to be competing with each other. After the light was off, neither spoke, and they remained silent for a full ten minutes or more.

Just as Jiang Che was wondering if Stinky Girl had fallen asleep and if he had a chance to sneak over to the next room, Jiang Ning, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Brother?"

"You're not asleep yet?"

"How could I fall asleep so fast? I can't sleep."

"How about you go out for an hour-long run?"

"I don't want to. I'm a girl. What if I encounter danger in the middle of the night?"

After she finished speaking, the two fell silent again. A moment later, Jiang Ning turned slightly to face Jiang Che, "Brother... I feel like Sister An Ran seems to like you."

Jiang Che hesitated for a few seconds, then said softly: "You little brat, how old are you? What do you know about liking or not liking someone?"

Upon hearing Jiang Che say this, Jiang Ning got a bit anxious, "How do I not know? I've known for a long time..."

Halfway through, Jiang Ning stopped, and Jiang Che asked: "Known for a long time what?"

Jiang Ning stammered for a long time before whispering: "I've watched TV for a long time, and it was talked about in there, okay?"

"I told you before to watch fewer romance dramas. It's corrupting the kids."

"It's not like that. I'm already eighteen. Mom said before that Auntie Wu next door became a mother when she was eighteen."

Jiang Che was between laughter and tears, "Do you even know what it means to be a mother?"

"How would I not know? Isn't it just boys and girls... doing that, and then, it happens."

"..." Jiang Che was speechless, "Fine, I know you're a big girl and you know a lot. Go to sleep."

"I can't sleep... I want you to talk to me."

"I'm sleepy."

"I'll go make you some coffee."

"???" Jiang Che was struck dumb, "It's late at night, almost eleven o'clock, and you're making me coffee? Are you trying to kill me?"

"You said you were sleepy yourself," Jiang Ning muttered softly, and as she spoke, she quietly moved closer to Jiang Che.

Soon, Jiang Che noticed something was wrong. Before the lights were off, this girl was at least twenty centimeters away from him, so why were her arms pressed against him now?

"Why did you move over here?" Remembering the lesson from when his hand had been in the wrong place that morning, Jiang Che reminded her.

"Huh? Did I?" Jiang Ning replied with an innocent tone.

Hearing this, Jiang Che didn't dwell on it. However, after a little while, Jiang Ning said somewhat embarrassedly: "Brother... I'm a little hot."

"Stick your legs out from under the quilt."

"No way. What if a ghost grabs my feet at night? It's only safe inside the quilt," Jiang Ning said with a straight face.

Jiang Che was speechless. Who was it that just said they weren't a little brat?

"That's a ghost, not a pervert. Why would it grab your feet?" Jiang Che said irritably.

Jiang Ning didn't reply. However, a moment later, she sat up, "I'm going to change into a different pair of pajamas. This set is hot."

"If you knock on the door now, your Sister An Ran might already be asleep."

"I don't need to go next door. I... secretly brought the clothes over and put them in your wardrobe."

"Huh??" Jiang Che was full of question marks, "When?"

"When you were taking a shower."

"Then why did you call it secretly bringing them over?"

"..." Jiang Ning didn't answer again, but she moved to the edge of the bed in the dark and opened the wardrobe.

In the pitch-black room, nothing could be seen, only the sound of rustling.

Soon, Stinky Girl climbed back onto the bed and then burrowed under the quilt.

However, less than ten seconds later, Jiang Che's scalp went numb.

Stinky Girl's arm was pressed against his arm, and her leg was touching his leg. Since Jiang Che was wearing short pajama pants, he felt a warm and delicate sensation on his leg!

"You girl, where are your clothes?!"

"What do you mean? Keep your voice down!" Jiang Ning said, embarrassed and annoyed, lowering her voice, "I am wearing them. If you don't believe me, feel it."

As she spoke, Jiang Ning grabbed Jiang Che's hand and then... guided it toward her waist.

Soon, Jiang Che understood what Jiang Ning meant by 'changing into a different pair of pajamas'.

This girl had actually changed into a type of summer pajama.

The top was a camisole, and the bottom was likely something like short hot pants, which was why Jiang Che felt their legs pressed against each other.

"Why are you wearing this?"

"I, I was hot," Jiang Ning muttered softly. However, if Jiang Che were to touch her face right then, he would find it burning hot.

"If you're hot, move over a bit," Jiang Che, feeling slightly uncomfortable, used this as an excuse to speak.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning was silent for two seconds, then said coyly: "Fine, I'll move, hmph."

Although she said that, Stinky Girl only moved a tiny bit to the side.

Seeing that she was finally not pressing against him, Jiang Che breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Afterwards, neither of them spoke again. Whether because she was sleepy or too bored, Jiang Ning finally fell asleep about twenty minutes later.

Jiang Che had finally set his mind at ease, but soon, he realized something was wrong.

Sleeping Jiang Ning, perhaps because she was cold, began to unconsciously squeeze towards Jiang Che's side.

When Jiang Che touched her arm, he discovered that her arm, which was exposed outside the quilt, was somewhat cold.

He tentatively reached out and touched her hand; it was the same.

Jiang Che felt helpless. Didn't this girl say she was hot?

Just as he turned on his side to help her tuck in the quilt, Jiang Ning seemed to sense the warmth beside her, let out an unconscious hum in her sleep, and then turned over, burying herself in Jiang Che's arms.

Stinky Girl's body was slightly cool and soft, and what was even more deadly was... she smelled fragrant too.

Moreover... this fragrance was exactly the same as the scent he had smelled when he was holding An Ran earlier.