Chapter 38 Just take the initiative to sleep in the future, so it will save you the trouble of going to your place in the middle of the night

When Lin Biwu came back, she found that Xi Shaogong was asleep. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then she dragged her exhausted body and hugged the quilt while lying on the small bed beside Xi Shaogong's bed.

This small house is not big, and once lived as Aunt Qiao's son. In order to facilitate Lin Biwu to take care of Xi Shaogong, another small bed was brought in.

Lin Biwu, who is used to living in high beds and warm pillows, is not able to adapt to this wet and cramped hut for a while, but Xi Shaogong is injured at present, so they can only wait until his injury heals before leaving, or look forward to Cuidie and others coming to rescue them.

But no matter which road it is, both of them have to stay in the village for a few days

Lin Biwu lay on the bed and tossed and thought about whether this matter had anything to do with Xi Shaogong. Although she had suspected that this was Xi Shaogong's bitter plan, she thought it over and over again and again and again and rejected these ideas.

Because the situation was too dangerous at that time, and the sword had no eyes, he could not even have his life in order to win her favor.

He could easily send someone to hijack him to a place, and then stage a beautiful scene of Her saves beauty

But the current situation seems to be beyond Xi Shaogong's expectations, but Xi Shaogong's attitude towards her was even more worried.

Now everyone around them thinks they are father and daughter who have been robbed by bandits. What if he does something extraordinary to her?

She was looking forward to his injury healing soon, but she was also afraid that his injury would heal quickly. It was really contradictory.

So in this confused entanglement, her eyelids became heavier and gradually fell asleep

But she didn't know why the cold bed slept warmer and softer in the middle of the night. She curled up and rushed towards the heat source...

When it was dawn, Lin Biwu was awakened by the cry of chickens outside. She slowly opened her eyes and suddenly found that there was one more person next to her small bed. Xi Shaogong closed his eyes and leaned his head on her shoulder, put his hands around her waist, and breathed evenly and smoothly.

Lin Biwu was anxious to get out immediately, but after she moved a little, Xi Shaogong woke up, and his hand holding her waist pressed her on the bed with force.

Lin Biwu was so anxious that she lowered her voice and said: Daddy... Don't mess around... This is someone else's house...

Xi Shaogong seemed a little sleepy and said in a hoarse voice: I know...but they won't run in just when they're fine...

Lin Biwu gritted her teeth and twisted Xi Shaogong's arm with her little hand. Dad... Let me go... I'm going to get up...

But Xi Shaogong raised his hand to beat her face and kissed her little mouth, saying: I saw you next to my father early in the morning, and my father is so happy...

Lin Biwu naturally avoided his kiss, but when he twisted a little harder, Xi Shaogong suddenly started to scream: Oh... don't move... Don't move... Daddy's back hurts...

In order to take into account the overall situation, Lin Biwu naturally stopped, stared at Xi Shaogong with a pair of almond eyes, and said with regret: Daddy... Don't move around...

Xi Shaogong leaned his head on Lin Biwu's shoulder, rubbed his face against her cheek, and said very scoundrel: Good girl... help dad get up... from now on... You not only have to be your father's caring little cotton jacket... You also have to be your father's wishful crutch...

Lin Biwu was really angry, shy and embarrassed, but at this time, not only could not get rid of Xi Shaogong, but also had to play a scene with him in this small village.

She pursed her lips, and put her hands on Xi Shaogong's waist helplessly, and helped him up with great difficulty.

Then Lin Biwu remembered something and asked with a puzzled look: Daddy... Since it's hard for you to get up... why would you sleep in my bed?

Xi Shaogong sighed faintly, snuggling weakly on her body, while whispering in her ear: Since you know that it is difficult for your father to get up, why do you still sleep in separate beds with your father? You can just take the initiative to sleep in the future, so you can save it so much trouble for your father to go to your place in the middle of the night. Moreover, your bed is too small, so your father is afraid of squeezing you down and sleeping sideways. His arm is hurt. Now, he can't even move his hands...

Lin Biwu was about to cry by Xi Shaogong's fallacy, and his ears were itchy again, and his body was soft, and the broken hand held her so tightly that she had no place to hide.

Seeing the little girl's face as pink as peach blossoms, full of chest tightness, anger and unspeakable agitation, Xi Shaogong liked her so much, and hugged her in the bed with a silly face and mercy for a long time before she wore her clothes well.