Four Years Ago, Her Husband Cheated on Her Body - Chapter 40.2

“It’s noisy,” Jia Qiao grumbled, but his hands tightly hugged the man’s waist, his whole body pressing into the man’s chest to soak up the warmth.

For a moment, it was hard for Jia Qiao to judge which would affect his sleep more: “enduring the noise” or “losing the heated body-pillow.”

Just as he was about to reach the limit of his endurance, the sound of a door opening finally came from outside. Lu Min had gotten up to walk the dog.

Lu Min was very quiet; the process of getting up didn’t create any noise.

But after all that commotion, Jia Qiao could no longer sleep. He opened his eyes full of resentment, staring at the ceiling of the east-side bedroom.

“Sleep in my room tomorrow,” Jia Qiao informed his “body-pillow.”

Jia Qiao knew his sleep quality was poor. When the house was originally renovated, triple soundproofing was specifically installed in his bedroom; even if Qi’ao was tearing the house apart outside, he wouldn’t hear it.

Because the temperature had plummeted last night, Jia Qiao had lay in bed for ages, yet his feet were still icy cold. Neither the air conditioner nor the heater helped.

Shrinking in bed, Jia Qiao thought of that night at the Zhu family ancestral home, where he had slept warmly and peacefully.

Anyway… sleeping with Zhu Nanyu was both reasonable and legal.

The heat source was right next to him; why not use it?

Thus, in the middle of the night, Jia Qiao had pushed open Zhu Nanyu’s door and slept in his arms all night.

At this moment, he deeply regretted it.

What was the point of being so proactive?

He should have summoned Zhu Nanyu over to his own room to “attend” to him.

“Still sleeping? I’ll tell you a story to soothe you.” Zhu Nanyu cupped his face, distressfully rubbing the skin under his eyes with his thumb.

“What time is it?” Jia Qiao opened his eyes and asked in a raspy voice.

Zhu Nanyu replied, “Five minutes to seven. It’s the weekend today; you have no schedule.”

“It’s already past six-thirty!” Jia Qiao snapped his eyes open and sat up.

Normally at this time, he would already be wide awake.

He didn’t know if it was because he hadn’t set an alarm, or because he was sleeping next to Zhu Nanyu.

A biological clock established over four years had actually been messed up in a single night.

“It’s okay to sleep a bit more, right?” Zhu Nanyu also sat up, ruffling his hair from behind. “You’ve been working too hard lately; you should take a good rest.”

“What do you know!” Jia Qiao gave him an indignant glare. “If you oversleep on the weekend, waking up early during the week becomes even more exhausting!”

Zhu Nanyu was amused; he didn’t expect to hear such cute words.

Jia Qiao was indeed becoming more and more “vivid,” actually being able to feel such annoying little troubles.

“You’re right. I’ll go get your clothes for you.”

Zhu Nanyu went to the walk-in closet to get clothes. He thought that since Jia Qiao was so afraid of the cold, he would be huddled in bed waiting to be served.

Instead, upon entering the room, he saw him draped in Zhu Nanyu’s coat, standing by the window and pulling the curtains open a crack.

Outside, the sky hadn’t brightened yet; from afar it looked like a pitch-black darkness, yet Jia Qiao was watching with great interest.

Zhu Nanyu walked over gently and stood behind him.

Through the window, in the pitch-black pre-dawn, Lu Min was leading Qi’ao as they rolled around on the ground.

The little Siberian Husky seemed to have returned to his homeland, frolicking everywhere, panting from exhaustion.

Sensing Jia Qiao’s gaze, he turned his head to look over, the tip of his nose carrying a bit of soft white.

“I was wondering why he was barking so happily this morning. It turns out it snowed.”

It was the first snow of Qi’ao’s dog life; it was incredibly rare to him, and his bloodline awakened instantly.

Zhu Nanyu suddenly remembered that when a certain person saw snow for the first time, it seemed…

He lowered his gaze to look at Jia Qiao and found him staring longingly out the window, his expression clearly showing some envy.

Jia Qiao had only played in the snow that one time.

The next year, before the first snow even fell, Zhu Nanyu had disappeared.

In the following years, although it snowed, Jia Qiao often started having fevers and colds as soon as the temperature dropped.

Zhou Chuanbai had been so furious his temper flared, ordering Lu Min to keep a strict watch and not allow Jia Qiao to step a single foot out of the house.

In fact, he didn’t even need to warn him.

Sick as he was, Jia Qiao didn’t want to go out and suffer either.

At most, he would just do this—staring out the window for a couple of glances…

“The snow has accumulated quite thick.” Zhu Nanyu leaned against the window, measuring the depth of the snow with his eyes, and whispered in Jia Qiao’s ear, “It seems just wearing a coat isn’t enough. I’ll go get the down jacket too.”

Jia Qiao tugged at the corner of his clothes. “What’s the point of wearing so much at home? It’s too troublesome.”

Zhu Nanyu took the opportunity to lean down and kiss his forehead. “It’s a rare first snow. It’s such a waste to stay cooped up at home all the time; just treat it as accompanying me.”

“What if I catch a cold? You forgot last time…”

“Yeah, last time was my mistake for not taking good care of you.” Zhu Nanyu ruffled his hair and said with a smile, “This time it won’t happen.”

Zhu Nanyu knew the so-called “rules”; he naturally knew that when Jia Qiao came to the real world, his constitution would be infinitely weakened, like a fragile glass doll.

Even so, Zhu Nanyu never intended to raise Jia Qiao in a greenhouse, restricting his growth with an excessively extreme protective urge.

In the end, he was the one who brought Jia Qiao to this world.

From then on, the wind, the flowers, the snow, and the moon—they were all related to him.

“Then what if…” Jia Qiao allowed his hand to be taken, murmuring gloomily, “Dr. Zhou is very scary.”

Last time, when he had a fever and got caught in the rain, Zhou Chuanbai was almost driven to wit’s end by anger, losing his virtue as a healer. He looked like he really wanted to increase the dosage to give Jia Qiao a “quick end.”

It had only been a few days; Jia Qiao didn’t dare imagine whether calling Zhou Chuanbai over again would force an angel in white to become a murderer.

“Be good, there are no ‘what ifs.’ Zhou Chuanbai will definitely never dare to be mean to you again.” Zhu Nanyu leaned down, pecking at the corner of his lips, his voice full of reassurance. “I specifically learned how to build a snow house. Do you want one?”

“Yes!”

“I’ll go get your clothes…” Zhu Nanyu said, about to walk out.

But just as he was about to let go, Jia Qiao’s fingers curled tight, gripping his hand back. “I’ll go with you. I want to choose the clothes myself.”

“Alright. Dress up a bit prettier; later I’ll take a few photos of you sitting in the snow house. We can use them to handle the KPIs arranged by the PR department.”

Jia Qiao’s Weibo account had only been used once, but his followers had exceeded three million.

As practitioners in the internet field, it was hard not to be sensitive to traffic.

The PR department, who racked their brains every day for marketing, couldn’t wait to kneel and beg Jia Qiao to manage his Weibo properly to save the company money on advertising and celebrity endorsements.

“Isn’t it the weekend today? Why are you still thinking about work?” Jia Qiao tilted his eyes and shot him a glance. “You dumped the company on me, and lately, you’ve been stuffing so much work onto me. I’m almost unable to keep up.”

Sometimes, Jia Qiao even suspected that Zhu Nanyu actually valued his “working ability” and “strategic decision-making skills” more, which was why he used every means possible to “utilize” him.

Fortunately, his own terrible business skills soon allowed Jia Qiao to see reality clearly.

“True, it is a bit too demanding for you.” Zhu Nanyu took Jia Qiao to the walk-in closet and helped him put on thick clothes, even covering his ears tightly.

Zhu Nanyu didn’t stop until the person was wrapped up like a zongzi (rice dumpling), then he pinched the small half of his face that remained exposed.

“I’ll play games with you tonight.”

Only then did Jia Qiao remember the hobby that had been shelved for a long time, and his eyes lit up. “Then you have to register a new account.”

“What about the previous one?”

Jia Qiao narrowed his eyes and answered with bitter resentment, “The level and skill didn’t match. I was reported by teammates and got banned.”

“…Pfft.” Zhu Nanyu tried hard to endure, but unfortunately couldn’t help it, laughing out loud disrespectfully.

Jia Qiao’s expression was cold for a few seconds, then he followed suit and laughed too.

He seemed to be starting to understand the difference between having Zhu Nanyu and not.