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Chapter 131 The Spirit Pearl and the Demon Orb are about to explode

The taller one reached out and gently lifted a corner of the blanket, and the other immediately understood.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, carefully climbed onto the bed.

The mattress sank slightly due to the sudden increase in weight, and Chen Zhou's eyelashes trembled, but he did not wake up.

The shorter figure moved further inside and accidentally bumped into Chen Zhou's arm, startling her so much that she held her breath and froze on the spot.

Only after confirming that Chen Zhou hadn't been woken up did he breathe a sigh of relief and whisper in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"He's sleeping so soundly..."

"Do not talk."

The tall figure lowered his voice and lightly tapped Chen Zhou's blanket with his fingertips, as if checking if he was really asleep.

In the darkness, their silhouettes could be vaguely seen—

Soft hair, taut shoulders, and a back that undulates slightly with tension.

Both of them were wearing loose pajamas, the fabric rustling softly against the sheets.

Just then, Chen Zhou turned over and faced the tall man.

The two figures immediately seemed to be paused, their breathing slowing down in unison.

Chen Zhou's breathing remained steady, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he were having an unpleasant dream.

The tall figure steadied himself, reached out, his fingertips hovering above Chen Zhou's cheek. After hesitating for half a second, he finally gently placed his hand on Chen Zhou's forehead.

A warm touch came, and she withdrew her hand as if burned, but her cheeks quietly warmed up in the darkness.

Just as Jiang Xia withdrew his finger, Chen Zhou's breathing rhythm subtly changed.

His brows seemed to furrow even more deeply in his dream, and his lips moved slightly, uttering a muffled, drawn-out murmur:
"Well……"

This murmur successfully put the two intruders on edge once again.

They froze instantly, and Lu Mi even reflexively closed her eyes, as if not seeing them would prevent them from being discovered.

Chen Zhou did not stop turning over.

He first let out an unconscious groan, then suddenly raised his arm that was draped over the blanket—

With a clear objective and swift action!
A faint sound of fabric rubbing against each other came from the darkness, followed by a very short gasp.

His arm precisely encircled Jiang Xia's neck, pulling her down slightly in a seemingly unintentional yet completely restraining gesture!
Jiang Xia was caught off guard, and half of her body was pulled down by a force that was not large but enough to make her lose her balance.

She subconsciously reached out and braced herself on the sheet beside Chen Zhou, her face almost touching Chen Zhou's open neckline.

The scent of his clean sunshine and soapberry lingered around her nose, leaving her mind blank.

Chen Zhou, as if he had found a satisfying pillow in a dream, hugged this "giant pillow" and let out a long, contented sigh.

Lu Mi, standing nearby, was so frightened that she immediately covered her mouth to prevent the scream from being heard.

She stared wide-eyed as Jiang Xia was "captured," too afraid to move.

Jiang Xia was completely stunned. Her body was held by Chen Zhou's arm as she lay on her side on the mattress, only centimeters away from his burning chest.

She could clearly hear his strong and steady heartbeat, each beat pounding against her eardrums, making her own heart pound wildly.

In the darkness, her cheeks were burning hot, her body was as stiff as a stone, and she even forgot to breathe.

She tried to twist and break free from his "embrace," but Chen Zhou seemed even more dissatisfied, tightening his arms around her and almost completely encircling her upper body in his embrace.

At this moment, Jiang Xia didn't know whether he was asleep or not, so she could only hold her breath and let Chen Zhou hold her in his arms.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely, each second feeling like it was burning Jiang Xia's nerves.

Chen Zhou's warm breath brushed against her forehead.

The strong, powerful heartbeat pounded against her senses so close, each beat a reminder of her absurd and ambiguous situation.

She was like prey carried back to its den by a large canine, too afraid to move an inch.

Just as Jiang Xia remained frozen in this posture, her thoughts almost frozen, she felt that Chen Zhou seemed to...

Did you adjust your posture slightly?
The arm that was wrapped around her shoulder moved almost imperceptibly, slowly moving down until it reached her waist.

The warmth of my fingertips was clearly transmitted through the thin fabric of my pajamas.

Jiang Xia's hair stood on end!

This spot was the itchiest part of her entire body.

That warm palm landed squarely on Jiang Xia's waist!
Lu Mi stood to the side, barely daring to breathe, her palms sweating as she covered her mouth.

Looking at Jiang Xia, who was frozen in Chen Zhou's arms, she felt that the scene was far too shocking.

If she hadn't witnessed the whole thing, their current posture and expressions would have made them look no different from those after the war.

"..."

Jiang Xia's held-up breath finally gave way due to lack of oxygen, and she mouthed a signal to Lu Mi with extreme care:

Is he awake or not?

Lu Mi stared wide-eyed and shook her head frantically:
[No! I don't know! Ah! I can't see!]

"Woo..."

Just then, Chen Zhou frowned again, as if he had encountered a great injustice in his sleep, and let out a low groan with a nasal tone.

Then, unexpectedly, the hand that was on Jiang Xia's waist slid down a little further, placing itself a little below her lower back, and even gave it a massage.

Jiang Xia felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, her face flushed bright red, and even her ears felt hot.

Her body instantly tensed up like a bowstring stretched to its limit.

The hand that landed on her waist was no longer a tentative lingering, but a caress with a hint of grinding.

Through the thin cotton pajamas fabric, the heat was intense, as if carrying tiny electric currents, and every caress precisely struck the most vulnerable points of her nerve endings.

"Well……"

Another extremely suppressed sob escaped from her clenched teeth, even more broken than the previous one, with a slight tremor at the end.

My cheeks and ears felt like they were burning, and the clouds surged and spread in the darkness.

He is absolutely awake!

Jiang Xia conveyed the message to Lu Mi with an accusing look that seemed to be spitting fire, her shame and indignation almost overflowing.

Lu Mi's eyes widened like copper bells as she shook her head frantically.

[Don't! Don't! Don't move! He did the same thing last night!]

She watched as Jiang Xia, nestled in Chen Zhou's arms, blushed, trembled slightly, and even began to shed tears as she tried to suppress the tickling sensation.

I just found the scene inexplicably funny.

Senior Jiang Xia looks exactly like me yesterday.

and many more……

Lu Mi suddenly recalled the scene from last night and realized something.

Senior, could it be that you did this on purpose?

Just then, Chen Zhou seemed to find a more satisfying position in his sleep.

His hand, which was resting on Jiang Xia's waist, was no longer satisfied with just stroking; instead, it kneaded and rubbed the skin repeatedly with force.

"Well……"

Jiang Xia's upper body seemed to be lifted by a spring, letting out a startled gasp, his whole body almost thrashing about as he tried to escape from that warm confinement. This violent struggle was like a boulder thrown into calm water.

Chen Zhou, who had been "sleeping" all along, finally had a "real" reaction.

He frowned very naturally, letting out a long, disgruntled groan of annoyance at being disturbed from his sleep:

"Huh—? Who...?"

His voice was heavy with nasal congestion and hoarseness, as if he had just woken up.

In the darkness, Jiang Xia froze when he met his eyes, which seemed still misty and filled with confusion.

The violent struggle just moments before froze instantly, the movements halting in mid-air, the face a mixture of lingering blush, panic, and the bewilderment of being caught red-handed.

Time seemed to be stuck in place by glue.

Chen Zhou's gaze finally seemed to focus on Jiang Xia's face, which was flushed red and almost bleeding, with even a little moisture in the corners of her eyes.

Lu Mi was completely petrified on the other side, even forgetting to breathe.

After a few seconds of solidification.

A look of confusion appeared on Chen Zhou's sleepy face.

"...Jiang Xia?"

Then he turned around, his tone even more puzzled:
"Shikaya??"

His gaze finally settled on Jiang Xia, whose posture was strange, cheeks were flushed, and even her hair looked flustered.

She was frozen above him in an almost half-supporting, half-pressing position, so close that he could see her trembling eyelashes.

"Ok?"

He hummed again, this time with a clearer sound:
"What...are you doing on my bed?"

This blunt question was like a thunderclap, splitting the frozen air.

Jiang Xia blushed slightly and glared at Chen Zhou, saying:

"Didn't I tell you when you came back? I want to sleep with you tonight! I want everything that Lu Mi has!"

Chen Zhou rubbed his messy hair and sighed:

"Ladies, look at the time! Stop fooling around and go home!"

Jiang Xia sat on the bed, hugging his arms tightly, and turned away to say:

"Hmph! I don't care!"

Chen Zhou rolled his eyes, turned around and asked Lu Mi:
"how about you?"

Lu Mi lowered her head shyly and whispered:

"I'll stand with my senior!"

Chen Zhou sighed deeply, his gaze sweeping over the two men's faces before he warned them:
"You guys are something else! You can sleep wherever you want, but you can't get into my bed!"

As he spoke, he rolled over, wrapped the air-conditioning blanket around himself, then tilted his head back and fell onto the pillow.

However, Jiang Xia was unhappy about this, because Lu Mi had slept under the same blanket as Chen Zhou yesterday.

Ignoring Chen Zhou's warning, she lifted a corner of the blanket and slipped her bare little feet under the covers.

The cool air from the air conditioner blew into the small space he had painstakingly warmed up.

Following closely behind was a pair of smooth, slightly cool feet that slid in unceremoniously along the sheets.

"hiss--"

Chen Zhou was startled, gasped, and instantly turned his head to look.

Jiang Xia remained seated, her upper body still frozen outside, with a stubborn expression that said, "So what if I go in?"

She was clearly determined to take the spot, and her movements were aggressive.

Meanwhile, commotion also came from Lu Mi's side.

"Senior, well... I'll come in too..."

Lu Mi's voice was soft and ingratiating, barely louder than a mosquito's hum.

As she spoke, she lifted another corner of the blanket, her movements far more refined than Jiang Xia's, as if afraid of disturbing something, but her purpose was equally clear—

A similarly cold but smaller foot tentatively reached in and gently touched his ankle.

The icy touch returned!
Chen Zhou felt as if, in an instant, his warm and cozy bed had been invaded by the ice caps of the North and South Poles at the same time!
"Hey! You two..."

Chen Zhou tried to maintain his last shred of authority, his voice filled with warning and disbelief.

However, his words were once again completely ignored.

When Jiang Xia saw him looking over, she didn't back down; instead, it seemed like she had received some kind of provocative response.

She slid down cleanly and effortlessly, her upper body slipping under the covers with a "whoosh," and lay perfectly flat on Chen Zhou's right side!

The swift movement created a gust of wind, bringing a refreshing coolness.

Her stubborn back pressed against his arm almost immediately, and through the thin nightgown, he could clearly feel the stiffness of her body and the rising temperature.

Almost at the same moment, Lu Mi on the left also lay down with lightning speed.

She seemed afraid of falling behind, and after lying down, she very "naturally" squeezed closer to Chen Zhou, trying to curl up her body.

So, Chen Zhou, who had just refused sternly and wrapped himself tightly in his blanket, was now in a state of shock.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself firmly "sandwiched" between two fragrant girls dressed in light pajamas.

Jiang Xia was on the right, her body tense, her back pressing against his arm with a hint of aggression.

Lu Mi was on the left, her body much more flexible, like a kitten seeking shelter, curled up as close to him as possible.

Chen Zhou lay stiffly in the center, his arms outstretched and pressed against his sides, in an extremely standard and innocent posture.

The quilt that he had just rolled into a "silkworm cocoon" was now being used by the three people as a tattered rag, and had long since lost its protective function.

His head was buried in the soft pillow, and he clearly let out a breath through his nose, filled with deep helplessness:
"I'm fed up with you guys... Fine, go to sleep! Don't blame me if anyone has a sore back or neck tomorrow! I'm warning you, all of you better behave yourselves! No moving around, and no fighting over the blankets!"

His tone was both an appointment and a last-ditch effort.

Darkness descended once more, but this time the silence contained a completely different tension.

The three of them squeezed onto a not-so-spacious single bed, their breathing mingling, their heartbeats seemingly echoing each other from nearby.

A mix of embarrassment, annoyance, subtle warmth, and occasional cool touches mingled together.

It was a long and absurd start, and no one knew that the real challenge of falling asleep was yet to come.

This challenge, in fact, is for Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou sighed helplessly:
"...They really are two ancestors."

The Spirit Pearl and the Demon Orb are about to explode.

In any case, we must not show weakness at a time like this.

Hardening activated!
The voice was so soft it sounded like a dream, yet it clearly echoed in the quiet night.

On either side, the two figures seemed to move slightly, but neither spoke; instead, in the darkness, their lips curled into distinctly different smiles.

One pursed its lips in resentment, while the other quietly smiled with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)