Fu Cheng's breath caught in his throat for two seconds before he could finally breathe again.
He knew Shen Lu was only sharing the bed with him because of her sore back. It wasn't that he thought what she was doing was wrong.
And yet, he was incredibly nervous.
He had never been so close to a girl before.
Even when Shen Lu was his nominal fiancée, they had never even held hands.
'Are we fast-forwarding straight to sharing a bed now?'
Although, he knew nothing would happen.
While Fu Cheng was lost in his own wild thoughts, Shen Lu fell asleep almost instantly.
And she slept soundly, at that.
Fu Cheng took up more than half of the 1.2-meter bed. If Shen Lu hadn't been so petite, they wouldn't have been able to fit, no matter how close they pressed together.
Shen Lu was indeed a still sleeper; she woke up in the exact same position she fell asleep in.
Sleeping on a bed felt truly wonderful, even if it was just an iron slab without a mattress, blanket, or pillow.
