"I'm all sweaty... it's so sticky and uncomfortable... I have to take a shower..." Xiao Xiao pouted as she murmured, swatting his hand away with impatience. Her small body crouched, attempting to slip under his arm.
Yin Shaojie could only shake his head, watching her drowsily as if she didn’t even realize what she was doing. He grabbed the back of her collar, halting her movement.
"Do you really have to take a shower?" He glared at her, his tone sharp.
Xiao Xiao nodded. "How can I sleep without a shower?"
Yin Shaojie shot her a reproachful look, his voice laced with exasperation. "If you want to shower, you need to wake up first. If you’re this muddled, you’ll probably just fall asleep in there and not even notice."
This wasn’t the first time such a thing had happened. Xiao Xiao had always been a heavy sleeper, often falling asleep in the bathtub while soaking, nearly drowning once in his house.
If she was in such a state, how could he let her go shower? If something happened, how could he possibly bear the responsibility?
Suddenly, a wicked thought crossed his mind, and he flashed a sly grin. Blocking the doorframe with one hand, he leaned in, his handsome face towering above hers, his half-lidded eyes locking onto hers. With a voice laced with magnetic charm, he teasingly purred, "Or perhaps, I should help you with your shower?"
His gaze wandered over her figure. He couldn’t deny that she had developed in ways he hadn’t expected over the past two years. Though she remained petite, her curves were perfectly sculpted—the right places full, the right places slim—her body was delicate, almost provocative.
Xiao Xiao smiled, her clear, ethereal face suddenly inching closer to his, mere centimeters separating them. "Yin Shaojie? Are you being a scoundrel?"
"Hmm, yes, I’m being a scoundrel. What are you going to do about it?" Yin Shaojie deliberately teased, enjoying how much cuter she looked in her groggy state. She resembled a little bunny, all sleepy and adorable.
"Hmph!" Xiao Xiao huffed in a proud, almost childish manner. Her small hand waved, not with force, but still enough to make contact with his face. "If it weren’t for the fact that your face is getting more handsome by the day, I’d really want to slap you."
Yin Shaojie narrowed his eyes, teasing, "Oh? Now you’re noticing how handsome I am? Be careful, you might just fall for me."
"Go away." Xiao Xiao, clearly annoyed by his smug expression, pushed his handsome face aside. "I’m going to shower now…"
Compared to earlier, she seemed much more awake.
Yin Shaojie raised two fingers, waving them in front of her face. "How many is this?"
"Two! You idiot! I’m awake!" Xiao Xiao glared at him, swatting his hand away with a firm motion. Her eyes were now wide open.
Now that she was clearly awake, Yin Shaojie didn’t doubt it. After all, they’d been talking for a while. It would have been odd if she hadn’t woken up.
He asked, "So how are you going to shower?"
Xiao Xiao looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if asking what kind of question is that? "I’m going to shower normally, what else? Don’t worry, it’s late, I won’t soak in the tub. Just a quick shower and then I’ll sleep."
She yawned, stretching lazily.
Yin Shaojie was not amused. "What I mean is, you don’t have any clean clothes, no sleepwear. How are you going to shower? Are you just going to wear those dirty clothes afterward?"
Xiao Xiao paused, then suddenly shouted, "I do have clothes! I have them! Wait, where’s my luggage? My luggage!"
He hadn’t brought it up, but now that he did, she completely forgot. She rushed out into the living room, frantically searching for it.
"What luggage? I didn’t see any luggage. Besides, I brought you back, you didn’t bring any luggage with you," he said.
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