Chapter 125 The Fox's Thoughts

When Wang Ruizhe woke up again, he found himself lying in a dilapidated house, with a soft snore sound next to him.

He turned his head and saw it was Bi Lei. Looking at the needle marks on his hand, he remembered what had happened during the day. It seemed he had slept all day.

His phone screen lit up; it was midnight. There were only two unread messages: one from the nanny asking when he would be back, and the other from Fu Yingzhou.

—Wishing you find your other half soon.

Yes, that's a very sincere blessing.

The room was warm, and he gently tucked the blanket around Bi Lei. Outside the window, the bright moonlight shone on the snow, casting a cool glow.

Wang Ruizhe got up, tiptoed to the window, and gazed at the silent world outside, his thoughts drifting away. The day's experiences felt like a dream, yet incredibly real.

Looking at the marks left on Bi Lei's face, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Bi Lei shivered in her sleep.

Wang Ruizhe tucked his blanket over her and patted her reassuringly. Bi Lei muttered, "Boiled chicken."

Wang Ruizhe's lips unconsciously curled into a smile as he leaned close to Bi Lei's ear and whispered, "I'll treat you to chicken for New Year's Day." In the warm bed, Bi Lei's snoring gradually subsided, and Wang Ruizhe felt an unprecedented sense of peace in the tranquility. He closed his eyes and, together with Bi Lei, welcomed the new day in this dilapidated little house.

"Ah!!" Bi Lei had just screamed when Wang Ruizhe quickly covered her mouth.

How did you end up in my bed?!

"I gave you both blankets, so I had to come over to warm myself up. This is the best way to stay warm."

"Get out of here! You're talking nonsense!"

Wang Ruizhe calmly sat down next to Bi Lei.

"Given that we each have one blanket, how do we keep warm? This is a resource integration problem. If we stay together, our bodies will rub against each other to generate heat, and there are two blankets on top of us. This is obviously the warmest option."

Ugh! What a lewd term – friction generating heat!

He saw that Bi Lei was still staring at him with wide, bulging eyes.

Helpless, Wang Ruizhe had no choice but to take out his phone and show her the photos he had taken last night. Luckily, he had kept the evidence, otherwise it would have been difficult to explain.

Bi Lei is clearly the type of person who doesn't sleep still. Releasing the photos is like public humiliation.

In the photo, she is sleeping sprawled out, with two blankets, one tucked under her and the other straddling her legs. It's easy to imagine that if she stayed in that position all night, she would inevitably follow in Wang Ruizhe's footsteps and fall ill the next day.

"Do you know what it means for men and women not to touch each other? Then we can't sleep in the same bed!" Although his tone was still harsh, it was clearly more suggestive than before.

"I'm sorry, at first I just wanted to hold down your limbs to stop them from kicking and thrashing around. I didn't expect you to be so persistent, kicking and thrashing around for half the night. I was so tired that I don't even know when I fell asleep."

Bi Lei is the type of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force; Wang Ruizhe had long understood this about her.

"How are you? Is your condition serious?"

As Wang Ruizhe put on his glasses, he said to her, "Much better. You slept so soundly, you were even snoring."

Wang Ruizhe teased. Bi Lei blushed, "I didn't! You must be making this up."

"I'm not making this up. If you don't believe me, just ask around the house." Wang Ruizhe smiled and pointed around.

Bi Lei snorted and turned her face away. Just then, her stomach rumbled, and Bi Lei's face turned even redder.

Wang Ruizhe stood up. "Let's go get something to eat. I'm hungry too."

Just as Bi Lei was about to get up, her legs went numb and she was about to fall. Wang Ruizhe had just stepped in to help her up when she pinned him down.

This plot twist is so absurd, is this really not a novel?

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward. Bi Lei could clearly feel Wang Ruizhe's heartbeat, while Wang Ruizhe was drawn to her face so close to his and her flustered eyes. Bi Lei's face involuntarily flushed red.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a bright light shone in. It turned out that the old doctor had come to bring them food. Seeing this, the old doctor was taken aback at first, then revealed a meaningful smile, "Oh, the young couple has such a good relationship."

Bi Lei quickly scrambled off Wang Ruizhe and hurriedly explained, "Grandpa, it's not what you think."

Wang Ruizhe also stood up and said to the old doctor with a smile, "Thank you for your trouble."

Bi Lei ate her breakfast without tasting it. After receiving an IV drip in the morning, the two got some more medicine and prepared to go home.

I stepped outside. The snow had stopped, and the sunlight shone brightly on the snow-covered ground.

Bi Lei lowered her head and whispered, "Don't overthink what happened just now..."

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Men are definitely a stumbling block in my career!" Bi Lei thought to herself.

Wang Ruizhe was secretly delighted by her shy demeanor, but he was afraid of alerting her. He didn't show it on his face, instead adopting an innocent and guileless expression: "Oh? What is it?"

"Nothing at all!" Even though the two of them were so intimate, she still had an innocent look on her face. She was obviously a womanizer!

Unfortunately, Wang Ruizhe was completely unaware of her inner thoughts, otherwise he would have certainly cried out for his innocence. This intimate contact was barely closer than elementary school students holding hands! How could he possibly be satisfied with a girl he liked?

The two walked side by side through the snow, their footsteps crunching underfoot. Throughout the walk, Bi Lei was somewhat distracted, occasionally stealing glances at Wang Ruizhe. She thought she was being discreet, but Wang Ruizhe knew perfectly well.

Walking to the bicycle, Wang Ruizhe hopped on first and said, "Get on, I'll be your driver this time."

If it weren't for the beat-up bicycle in front of me, which was indeed the old-fashioned bicycle she rode, I would have thought this guy was talking about an airplane!

Bi Lei looked at his thin arms and legs and asked without any trust, "Are you sure you can handle it? Don't let your old illness get worse and you get a new one."

Wang Ruizhe was dressed very warmly, so Bi Lei didn't notice that his body stiffened slightly.

Turning his head, Wang Ruizhe gave her a meaningful look: "Whether I'm capable or not, you'll find out sooner or later."

“Little White-Cut Chicken is quite stubborn,” Bi Lei said as she got on the back of the bicycle.

He heard that, and it reminded him of what the girl had said in her sleep last night. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She still dreams about him, so it seems she's not entirely without feelings for him. Mutual attraction is always better than unrequited love.

But what's with this poached chicken? Why does this girl always seem to think he's weak? Is she misunderstanding him?

Winters here are very cold, and phones left outside for too long can easily shut down automatically. So Bi Lei kept her phone close to her body.

As a result, she missed the message that Bao Yiting sent her.