I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2623 - 1638: Dry-Wet Separation (6k!)

"Bring the quilt over."

Jiang Chen seemed about to get off and paused, then continued to get off the bed, hastily bringing his own quilt over.

Indeed.

The water stain on the sheet covered a large area.

So what was this called?

Dry and wet separation.

This is the purpose of existing standard rooms.

Boss Jiang quickly laid out the quilt, not dare to take up half, sensibly occupying a small portion, probably just two-fifths.

Hmm.

So meticulous.

Sleeping separately in each other’s own quilts, that’s a reliable boundary, even if it’s awkward.

But what else can be done?

Emergencies call for flexible measures.

With so many years of friendship, one can’t really just stand by coldly.

"Good night."

Boss Jiang sensibly lay down quickly, still honestly sleeping at the end of his bed, and removed his robe too.

Separated by two quilts, there’s no need to go out of the way.

"The quilt got kicked a bit..."

Jiang Chen was confused, so he lifted his neck again.

"Your feet smell."

"..."

His feet smell?

To be honest, this was the first time Jiang Chen heard such a comment, he did take a bath before sleeping.

Moreover.

He was wrapped tightly like a zongzi, didn’t expose his feet at all.

"How about I go wash again?"

Fang Qing didn’t speak.

Jiang Chen sat up with difficulty, because he wrapped himself too tightly, it made rising a bit laborious, thus showing his gentlemanly effort, to provide the other with more sense of security.

"Forget it, by the time we’re done messing around it’ll be daylight."

Under the dim bedside lamp light, Fang Qing’s head slightly drooped, her face indistinct.

Jiang Chen understood.

Regardless if it’s foot odor or not, having feet pointed at someone really isn’t polite.

But conversely, aren’t Fang Qing’s feet pointed at him?

Of course.

Men and women can’t be measured the same way.

Men behaving this way might be rude and impulsive, but women doing so is entirely a blessing.

"Hiss——"

The smell doesn’t matter, many perverts would surely stealthily take a sniff as if it’s epic.

Boss Jiang was quite occupied tonight, under Qing Mei’s silent implication he got off the bed again, and moved to the head of the bed.

Such a mere few steps, yet it took him nearly ten seconds, giving Qing Mei ample opportunity to reconsider.

But Fang Qing wasn’t the type to be fickle.

Even though Jiang Chen was now only wearing boxers, the two didn’t feel awkward.

Just like that.

At first falling in love, holding hands would make you blush, but as time passes, you won’t even close the bathroom door.

Changing direction, Jiang Chen slipped back under the quilt, shifting from the end to the head of the bed.

Though not knowing the time now, it probably wasn’t far from morning.

Jiang Chen laid down slowly, Fang Qing also laid down.

But neither of them closed their eyes, both staring at the ceiling alike.

"What do you think the weather will be like tomorrow?"

Actually.

There’s no need to speak.

Sometimes silence is more powerful than words.

Undoubtedly.

This night about to end will be recorded in their memoirs, becoming an unforgettable Chapter.

"You mean today."

Fang Qing answered after all, equally lacking substance.

It’s said that unless they’re not from the same world, they can’t share a bed.

"Hmm, if the weather’s bad tomorrow, that’ll be good, can sleep in."

"Do you need to go to work?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, "No need, but sleeping in for no reason feels like doing something guilty."

Fang Qing remained silent for a while.

"What many people pursue in life might just be days without being woken by an alarm."

"I’m going to sleep, when I wake, do whatever you need to, don’t call me."

With that said, Fang Qing closed her eyes.

...What does do whatever you need to, don’t call her mean?

Jiang Chen squinted, eyelashes fluttering like women, suddenly unable to sleep.