[Quick Transmigration] The Clingy Spirit of the Blackened Male Supporting Character - Chapter 5

“I’m done washing, and you still haven’t washed up.” Luo Ning turned around and asked, “Do you want to do it yourself or should I help you?”

Then he muttered, “Forget it. You can’t move now, so I’ll help you.”

Remembering the muscles he had encountered before, he felt a bit embarrassed about giving Shen Zhou a bath.

Shen Zhou narrowed his eyes but decided not to give him a chance to take advantage. He replied coolly, “I can do it myself.”

“Can you do it? Don’t push yourself. It would be bad if you tore the wound.”

Shen Zhou hummed, “I’ll be careful.”

With no choice, Luo Ning helped Shen Zhou into the bathroom. He also bought a small stool for him to lean on to avoid falling. He kept nagging about the precautions.

When Shen Zhou emerged wrapped in a bathrobe, he asked if Luo Ning had used a hairdryer. He was wrapped tightly, but his strong and sturdy figure could still be seen, making Luo Ning envious. He guessed that Shen Zhou probably had abs and a nice mermaid line, unlike himself who was soft all over.

Once everything was done, it was getting late. There was only one bed in the apartment. Luo Ning changed the sheets and looked longingly at the big bed. He hesitated and said, “There’s no extra bed. You can sleep here.”

Shen Zhou asked, “What about you?”

Luo Ning pulled out a blanket and pointed to a small fold-out bed across the room. “I’m small, so I can sleep there.”

Shen Zhou was a bit surprised. He thought Luo Ning would suggest sharing the bed. Of course, he wouldn’t agree to that. He had never liked sharing a bed with a stranger. Watching Luo Ning sleeping obediently in his little nest, clutching the blanket, he turned off the light and gently closed his eyes.

Even Shen Zhou himself found it puzzling. Why didn’t he (SZ) sleep in his own place but chose to sleep in this cramped and shabby little house? A strange smile crept onto his lips as he lay under the thin blanket, feeling the warmth.

In the middle of the night, he heard rustling sounds. Shen Zhou woke up alertly and saw a small figure slowly climbing onto the bed, snuggling into the blankets before falling into a deep sleep.

Shen Zhou frowned. Sure enough, he wasn’t going to give up easily. He suspected that this person was doing it on purpose. He disliked having unfamiliar people around him. After staring at him for a while with his dark eyes, he reached out to push Luo Ning away.

But just as he exerted a little force, a pair of small hands grabbed his fingers. Luo Ning didn’t wake up but unconsciously rubbed Shen Zhou’s palm against his face.

Shen Zhou paused. The skin he touched was warm and soft, with a bit of baby fat, as if pressing lightly would create a small dent. It felt like touching a cloud. He could imagine that Luo Ning’s face was likely pink and plump now. His gentle breaths brushed against his hand, ticklish and warm.

Furrowing his brow, Shen Zhou suddenly lost strength in his arm. He shifted to lean back, but Luo Ning, thinking he was next to a pillow, rolled over again, snuggling closer and firmly hugging Shen Zhou’s arm, leaving no space between them.

Shen Zhou’s body froze. He couldn’t move his arm. After a while, he sighed and didn’t push Luo Ning away. In fact, it wasn’t as disgusting as he had imagined. On the contrary, Luo Ning’s soft body felt quite comfortable.

He thought he would not be able to sleep, but he gradually closed his eyes.

As someone who worked, Luo Ning’s biological clock made him wake up early. He reluctantly savored the warmth of the big bed and let out a delicate yawn but suddenly sensed that something was off.