Chapter 63 Song Ni Kicks Tan Zheng Off the Bed
Song Ni was angry with Tan Zheng, so she naturally wouldn't give him a good look. Tan Zheng stood barefoot on the carpet, watching Song Ni skillfully tend to her wound with some surprise in his eyes. No wonder she always said minor injuries were nothing; she must have suffered a lot when she was younger.
After Song Ni finished, the man leaned over and picked her up.
"What for?" Song Ni had just applied medicine and didn't struggle much.
Tan Zheng didn't say anything, just carried her to the bed and covered her with the quilt. "Sleep." He couldn't sleep on the floor, so he'd have to sleep on the sofa.
Sensing the man's intention, Song Ni couldn't help but laugh. Although her sofa was a two-seater and big enough for her to sleep in for a night, Tan Zheng was much taller than her. Sleeping on the sofa would look cramped no matter what. It wouldn't be much better than sleeping on the floor.
Her annoyance lessened, Song Ni rolled around on the wide, soft bed with a sense of triumph, then raised her eyebrows at Tan Zheng.
"Sweet dreams."
Tan Zheng: ...
That night was exhausting. After turning off the lights, there was no awkwardness or discomfort as imagined. Song Ni fell asleep quickly. Tan Zheng also fell asleep after hearing her steady breathing.
...
Song Ni woke up again. It was already bright daylight. She had slept soundly, without any dreams, sweeping away the fatigue of the previous day. As usual, Song Ni curled up in the quilt and stretched, rolling around. But unexpectedly, she rolled into a warm embrace today.
Song Ni's eyes snapped open. She remembered that Tan Zheng had stayed at home last night. But hadn't he slept on the sofa? Song Ni turned over and saw the man who was supposed to be sleeping on the sofa now lying on her bed.
She carefully propped herself up and stared unscrupulously at the sleeping man. He was still bare-chested, and when asleep, his brows were no longer furrowed. His brow bone was prominent, his facial lines sharp, his nose high, and his thin lips pressed together. Even in his sleep, he exuded arrogance and dominance. Untamable.
Song Ni reached out and touched Tan Zheng's eyebrows. They were unkempt, not trimmed, yet this mess didn't make him look sloppy. On Tan Zheng's face, it instead added a touch of wildness. But on her bed, whether it was a lion, a wild leopard, or a dragon, he shouldn't be so arrogant.
So, Song Ni took the opportunity to feel Tan Zheng's chest muscles, abs, and mermaid line, then placed her foot on his tattooed waist and abdomen. The white skin and tanned skin contrasted sharply, especially Song Ni's red fingernails, which were particularly striking. But she didn't admire them for long. With a forceful push of her foot, she unceremoniously kicked Tan Zheng off the bed.
With a clang, it echoed through the boudoir.
Tan Zheng frowned and finally opened his eyes. He saw Song Ni propped up on the bed with one hand supporting her head, looking at him with smiling eyes, filled with slyness and the joy of having succeeded.
Tan Zheng closed his eyes, eased the strange feeling in his body, and then opened his eyelids to look at Song Ni. His face was dark, veins bulging on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth.
"Song Ni!"
The person on the bed was not afraid at all and responded sweetly, "The sun is shining on your butt, time to get up."
"Still want to be dealt with?" He had lived for thirty years, and this was the first time a woman had kicked him out of bed. It was simply a great humiliation!
Song Ni sat up from the bed unhurriedly, pointing a finger at the sofa at the foot of the bed. "I remember you were supposed to sleep there." She hadn't even settled the score for Tan Zheng's unauthorized intrusion into her bed yet.
The man raised his hand and kneaded his throbbing forehead. Sleeping in that tiny space had made him uncomfortable all over, and he had even fallen off halfway through the night. It was wrong for him to have climbed into Song Ni's bed, but he never expected that after the lesson learned last night, this little girl would still have such guts.
Tan Zheng didn't rush to get up from the ground. Instead, he closed his eyes, thinking about how to make Song Ni suffer a bit.
The smile on Song Ni's lips faltered when she saw the man lying on the ground without making a sound or moving at all. "Hey, you didn't get paralyzed from this fall, did you?"
Song Ni's words were exaggerated, but her brows were furrowed. She knew her strength was greater than that of ordinary women, and she hadn't held back at all with that kick, otherwise Tan Zheng wouldn't have been kicked off the bed so easily. That sound just now... it was indeed loud. Thinking of this, Song Ni's heart skipped a beat. She had only harbored dissatisfaction with Tan Zheng's "beastly" behavior last night and wanted a small revenge, but she hadn't really intended to kick Tan Zheng and cause him harm.
"Tan Zheng?"
The man still didn't make a sound. Song Ni was now unsure and quickly got out of bed. Seeing the man frowning with his eyes closed, looking pained, she reached out and gently patted his arm. "Are you okay?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, the man on the ground suddenly opened his eyes. Song Ni's pupils contracted sharply. Before she could react, Tan Zheng grabbed her waist, and in an instant, their positions were swapped. The movement was swift and precise, but even in such a situation, Tan Zheng didn't forget to use his hand to protect Song Ni's head.
The pain in her back made Song Ni frown. Instantly, Song Ni realized that this scoundrel Tan Zheng had tricked her! His martial arts were so formidable! He had fought so chaotically last time!
Anger surged through Song Ni. To think she had kindly wanted to check on his condition. This liar! Song Ni began to struggle. Because she was angry, her little face puffed up like a hamster. Her eyes were already pitiable, and with a bit of harmless anger, she looked even cuter.
The man's breathing was rapid and heavy, his sword-like eyebrows knitted, and his deep eyes were filled with the displeasure of being woken up. Song Ni's petty struggles were nothing in his eyes. He easily pinned her down.
"You are brazen enough to kick your man off the bed."
Song Ni, tired, opened her mouth slightly, panting, and snorted. "What man are you to me? We haven't even gotten the certificate!"
Tan Zheng narrowed his eyes, his expression somewhat gloomy. He fumbled under her, not finding a ring on Song Ni's hand. He paused suddenly, then a smile curved his lips, but there was no joy in his eyes. This little girl was eloquent, saying she liked the title of future Mrs. Tan. He must have been blinded by something to take her words to heart. Yesterday, she had even pretended to call him husband.
Tan Zheng's anger was rising. Song Ni was too disobedient, and her words were almost bouncing on his landmines. He had always been lenient with her because she was young, giving in repeatedly, but it was clear that Song Ni was someone who pushed her luck.
"Are you sure you want to argue with me now?" As he spoke, Tan Zheng grabbed the woman's nightgown beneath him. Song Ni never wore conservative clothes in private, and she was certain that as long as Tan Zheng exerted a little force, her clothes would be torn to shreds.
"You dare!" Although she was feigning bravery, Song Ni's eyes began to flicker. Tan Zheng's roguish demeanor made it possible for him to do something like strip her. Thinking of this, Song Ni began to struggle again. The man was only wearing a bath towel, and with all this commotion, the towel easily loosened, while Song Ni was still wriggling.
Tan Zheng suddenly grunted. Song Ni froze. She seemed to have touched something she shouldn't have. (End of this chapter)