My Ares Son-in-Law

So the two of them came to a hotel.

Walking into the hotel's king-size bed room, the air conditioner made a slight humming sound, as if adding a different rhythm to the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Sophie lay on the bed, staring at the dazzling crystal chandelier above her head. She couldn't help but complain for the nth time in her heart: "Is this quilt custom-made for a giant? Why can't we have an extra one!"

She secretly glanced at Xiao Chen who was lying next to her. The two of them were lying side by side on the two-meter-wide bed, like two sardines stuffed into a can, with an invisible "Milky Way" between them.

But the strange thing was that even though there was a distance between the two of them, Sophie inexplicably felt a kind of telepathy crackling.

She closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm herself down, but her long eyelashes kept fluttering like a frightened butterfly.

Her face became redder and redder, as red as a ripe apple, and as red as if you could fry an egg on it.

She tried hard to adjust her breathing, but every breath of air was filled with the faint scent of cedar from Xiao Chen. The scent seemed to have a magical power that made her heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to burst through her chest.

On the other hand, Xiao Chen seemed to be fine. He slept soundly, as steady as an old dog.

He lay there quietly, as if the person lying next to him was not a beautiful woman, but a feelingless inflatable doll.

When Sophie saw Xiao Chen's look, she felt angry and amused, and muttered to herself, "This guy is too careless. He is really drunk."

On weekdays, Sophie's sleeping habits are a model of "carelessness".

Whenever night fell, she lay down on the bed. At first, the quilt covered her body neatly, but in a short while, it was rolled up tightly as she tossed and turned, just like a silkworm curled up tightly in its cocoon, with even the corners difficult to find.

But tonight, everything seemed so unusual.

Look at her, lying straight on the bed, her hands as if they had been precisely measured, placed neatly on both sides of her body, her legs together and straight, her whole body seemed to be cast under a spell, frozen in the standard "zombie lying" position, not moving at all.

However, this seemingly simple and ordinary posture was nothing less than a severe torture for Sophie.

At first, she relied on her strong will to persevere, but after just five minutes, her waist began to protest.

The sore and swollen feeling was like countless tiny but sharp needles pricking her rhythmically and continuously. The pain made her frown tightly, and her facial features were slightly distorted because of the pain.

Immediately afterwards, the numbness in the legs came over me, and my legs seemed to have lost consciousness in an instant, as if millions of ants were crawling on my skin, making me itchy and uncomfortable, and every subtle feeling was magnified infinitely.

In Sophie's heart, this feeling of physical and mental torture was a hundred times more painful than facing the final difficult question in a math test.

"This is not sleeping, this is clearly torture!" Sophie kept wailing in her heart. She felt as if she was being roasted on a blazing fire. There was no comfortable place on her body.

Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore, and she turned over suddenly, turning her back to Xiao Chen who was sleeping beside her, hoping to find a more comfortable position. But as soon as her back touched the soft pillow, a new problem came up - itchy!

She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she felt more and more as if there were millions of ants running around wildly on her back. The itchy feeling was so unbearable that she couldn't scratch it, but she couldn't bear it either, and it made her feel upset.

At this moment, Sophie was like a fish stranded on the beach, twisting and turning helplessly in the quilt, sometimes arching her body high, trying to relieve the annoying itch; sometimes straightening her body, hoping to find a little relief.

But no matter how I changed my posture, it was difficult to eliminate this discomfort.

Not long after, she still felt uncomfortable like this, so she turned back helplessly.

As she turned around, it happened that her eyes met Xiao Chen's. Their breathing instantly intertwined in this small space. The air seemed to be instantly filled with a layer of ambiguous breath, and the temperature seemed to be quietly raised by several degrees by an invisible big hand.

Sophie felt as if she was in a huge oven, the scorching heat almost melted her.

Her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated rapidly, and the heart in her chest seemed to want to break free and jump out of her throat.

Her cheeks also became hot, as if they were burned by a raging fire, and were dazzlingly red.

Just as she was about to turn over again in an attempt to break this awkward and suffocating situation, a warm and powerful hand gently rested on her body without warning, precisely interrupting her movements.

Then, Xiao Chen's confused and sleepy voice came slowly: "Don't turn over, just do whatever position is comfortable for you, don't force yourself, go to sleep."

Although there was a hint of laziness in the voice, it inexplicably carried an unquestionable dominance and an irresistible intimacy, just like a warm and gentle current that flowed into Sophie's heart without any hindrance.

Sophie instantly froze like a statue, as if her acupuncture points had been pressed. Her mind went blank and she froze. Even her breathing became cautious unconsciously, as if she was afraid that one careless mistake would break this hard-earned peace and beauty.

She could clearly feel Xiao Chen's breath, like a soft feather, gently brushing her cheek, which was itchy, but made her feel inexplicably at ease, as if the whole world had quieted down at this moment.

After a long, long time, she moved slightly, carefully adjusted her posture, and gently rested her head on the pillow.

The soft touch and the familiar, soothing scent of Xiao Chen were like the most effective sleeping pills. They relaxed her nervous nerves all at once, and sleepiness came over her like a surging tide.

Sophie's lips curled up unconsciously, and a smile as sweet as spring flowers quietly blossomed on her face. She hummed a cheerful little song in her heart: "So this is what it feels like to be protected by a big boss while sleeping. It's so cool!"

She felt as if she had turned into a little bird surrounded by happiness, and every cell in her body was filled with warmth and satisfaction.

Soon, she slowly fell into a sweet dream in this sweetness and happiness, and began to dream of living together with Xiao Chen.

In that dreamlike dream, they held hands and strolled along the beautiful and boundless seashore, the warm sunshine sprinkled on their bodies, the gentle sea breeze brushed their faces, and both of them were filled with happy and satisfied smiles, as if the whole world was only them. (End of this chapter)