Chapter 087 Sleeping in the same bed

When Tang Zheng came out of the bathroom, he was wearing a nightgown, but it was a little broad. Zhan Zhongxing was relatively fat, while Tang Zheng was relatively thin, so Tang Zheng's nightg was not suitable for him to wear.

"Ha ha, it seems to be big!"

Seeing Tang Zheng coming out, Zhan Ninger, who was sitting on the sofa, laughed, "This nightgown has been in the wardrobe. My father hasn't worn it. It's still new!"

Tang Zheng was stunned and didn't expect Zhan Ninger to say this, and then he smiled. He was very casual about clothes, as long as he could wear them.

"What about Qinghan?" Tang Zheng asked.

Zhan Ninger smiled mysteriously, "She has rested!"

"That's good!" Tang Zheng nodded, "I'm also a little tired, so I'll go to rest. Tell your aunt that I won't go!"

"Alle!" Zhan Ninger smiled and suddenly thought of something and said, "The light in that room is broken and has not been repaired, so be careful when you go there to avoid trip. Also, I have made the bed for you. It's all new quilts and sheets!"

Tang Zheng nodded.

I didn't expect this girl to be quite good at taking care of people. She can not only cook, but also take care of people. I'm afraid anyone who marries her will be very happy. "Well, then you watch TV and I'll go to rest!"

He used a lot of energy for Zhan Xiaoyu. He was really tired. He didn't stay in the living room and walked to the room. When Tang Zheng turned around, Zhan Ninger smiled mysteriously. The good show was about to be staged. I don't know if Tang Zheng and Song Qinghan will really do such a thing?!

I don't think so!

Zhan Ninger was a little uncertain. Somehow, she felt a little uncomfortable, as if her beloved toy had been taken away by someone else. She tiptoed to the door.

At this time, after Tang Zheng walked in, he also closed the door. After all, this is his home, not his own home. He is a practicing person. Although the room is very dark, he can still feel it.

He walked to the bedside, turned over the quilt, and then lay down. But as soon as he lay down, he was suddenly shocked. A hand poked out in an instant and grabbed a person's neck.

"Cough, it's...it's me..." Song Qinghan's voice suddenly came over.

Tang Zheng was shocked. How could it be Song Qinghan's voice? He let go of his hand. Sure enough, there was no one else lying in **. However, Song Qinghan should have been in Zhan Ning'er's room. How could he lie in this house**?

He didn't have time to think about these and quickly asked, "Are you all right?" Fortunately, he didn't do it too heavily just now, otherwise he really hurt Song Qinghan, and there would be nothing to say.

"I... I'm fine!" Song Qinghan coughed a few times and said.

"Why are you here?" Tang Zheng asked.

In the dark, Song Qinghan didn't dare to look up and whispered, "Ninger asked me to sleep here, so I came over. This was arranged by her. You... Why did you come here?"

This was the first time Song Qinghan lied, and it was still taught by Zhan Ninger. At this moment, her heart was pounding, her body trembled slightly, and she was very nervous.

At this moment, Tang Zheng was standing by the bedside and couldn't help being stunned when he heard her words. What's going on? Does Zhan Ninger want them to sleep in a **? How can this work? After all, Song Qinghan is still perfect. If this matter spreads, what will others think, and he He also promised Zhou Luoyu to choose her as his girlfriend. He can't keep his word. Then who is he!!

"Then you're here, I'll go out to sleep on the sofa!" Tang Zheng said.

"Don't go!" Song Qinghan subconsciously opened his mouth. After waking up to what he had said, he blushed like Yunxia and hurriedly explained, "It's so cold outside. If you sleep on the sofa, you will get sick. Why don't you... Why don't you sleep here?"

"How does this work?" Tang Zheng immediately shook his head.

Song Qinghan whispered, "Actually, it's nothing. This bed is so big that it's enough for us to sleep. If you go to the living room, it's not only inconvenient, but also may also get sick. Why don't you... stay here?"

"I didn't mean that!"

Tang Zheng shook his head, "The two of us are lying on a **. What's the matter, and it's not very good for your reputation. Or, I'll sleep on the ground!"

"But there is no extra quilt!" Song Qinghan said in a low voice.

Tang Zheng was stunned. Indeed, Song Qinghan was right. There was no quilt. Should he sleep in the living room all night? He thought for a moment and walked to the door. After pushing it away, he found that the light had been turned off and Zhan Ninger had gone to bed.

Tang Zheng had to smile bitterly.

At this time, Zhan Ninger also hid not far away. Fortunately, she was clever, otherwise she would have been found by Tang Zheng, and her previous work would have been abandoned. Tang Zheng stood at the door for a while. Now that Zhan Ninger has gone to rest, it is not easy for him to find someone else. Does he really want to share a bed with Song Qinghan?

This is something he dares not think of, but he doesn't know why. He was a little excited. If morality and ethics had not controlled him and made him unable to do that, I'm afraid he would have jumped on it.

"Am I also a perse?"

Tang Zheng was a little speechless. At this moment, Song Qinghan's voice came, "What's wrong with you? Hurry up and have a rest. I don't mind. I have to get up early tomorrow!"

Hearing her words, Tang Zheng didn't know what to say. At this time, he was really tired and just wanted to have a good rest. Forget it. He didn't touch her and had a good sleep.

Thinking about this, Tang Zheng also seemed to let go. He was originally a demon king of the mixed world. Over the years, he has restrained a lot, but in his bones, he was still so unruly. Therefore, when he saw Song Qinghan, he had nothing to say.

"I'm coming up!"

Tang Zheng opened the quilt and lay down to **. He accidentally touched Song Qinghan's soft body, and his heart suddenly fluttered. For a moment, his heart couldn't help but become a little hot.

"Crime, Amitabha!"

Tang Zheng quickly read a slogan, suppressed the ripples in his heart, covered him with a quilt, and closed his eyes, but a faint fragrance floated from his nose from time to time, which made him unable to sleep for a while.

At this time, Song Qinghan's heart also pounded. For the first time in her life, she shared a bed with a boy. This has never happened before. Will Tang Zheng look down on herself in this way? Will he think she is a very casual girl? For a moment, her heart was in turmoil.

Neither of them spoke, but in this quiet room, the increasingly heavy breathing sound made it ambiguous.

Tang Zheng has been maintaining a stiff posture and dares not move, because he is afraid that if he moves, he may meet Song Qinghan!