"Hey, Xiaoxiao, we're home. Wake up now. Don't think I can't tell you're pretending. You want me to carry you upstairs? Dream on!" With a knowing glint in his eye, he reached out and gently nudged her arm.
But Xiaoxiao did not stir, merely swatting his hand away like one would a bothersome fly.
Yin Shaojie furrowed his brows. Could she really be asleep?
He glanced at the time—well past midnight. Thinking back, she had just returned to the country today, after flying for hours. She was likely still adjusting to the time difference. If she wasn't exhausted, it would be a miracle.
"Tsk, I really owe you," he muttered under his breath, then got out of the car, walked around to her side, and gently lifted her up, hoisting her onto his back.
Xiaoxiao let out a small, contented noise, her face pressing against his back, seemingly comforted by the warmth, and she nuzzled him before drifting back to sleep.
Yin Shaojie locked the car with a remote and carried her to the elevator.
He lived on the top floor of the luxurious building, enjoying the feeling of overlooking the world. Perhaps it was too late, but the elevator was empty, with only the two of them inside.
Xiaoxiao slept soundly against him, her breathing steady and peaceful.
Yin Shaojie stood in the elevator, gazing at their reflection in the mirrored walls. He caught sight of her serene sleeping face and couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.
Finally home, he scanned his palm to unlock the door. Wondering where to put her, he finally carried her to the guest room, carefully placing her on the bed and tucking her in with a blanket. After making sure she was comfortable, he quietly left the room.
Stretching, he went to grab clothes and prepare for a shower.
About ten minutes later, he had just finished showering and was wrapped in a towel when a small figure suddenly launched herself at him.
Startled, he had to remind himself that he wasn’t alone.
"What are you doing? You know I’m in the shower, yet you come barging in to ambush me?" Yin Shaojie teased, looking down at her as she collided into his chest, her eyes barely open, still in a dazed stupor.
It seemed she hadn't fully woken up.
Could she be sleepwalking?
Xiaoxiao mumbled, “It’s so dirty... I need a shower... I feel awful...”
As she spoke, she tugged at her clothes.
She was already wearing a scanty tank top, and with each tug, more of her creamy, smooth skin was exposed.
Yin Shaojie’s eyes widened in shock, quickly stopping her movements. If she kept this up, she might end up undressing herself completely.
"You’re so out of it, how can you possibly shower?" he said, gently pulling her away from him. His hands steadied her by the shoulders, and he thought about whether he should wake her up properly.
She was so tired, yet she insisted on staying awake to shower. What was going through her mind? Was she obsessed with cleanliness?
Xiaoxiao’s hand wandered across his chest. Still slightly damp from his shower, his skin felt cool to the touch, and the lingering scent of body wash was refreshing.
“Yin Shaojie... why aren’t you wearing any clothes?” she murmured, almost lazily, as if she were addicted to the feeling, continuing to touch him.
It felt so good. Just a little more…
Yin Shaojie could no longer stand it. Though he was proud of his physique, this was going too far.
"Alright, can you please wake up?" He grabbed her small hand, then gently cupped her chin with his other hand, shaking her slightly in an attempt to rouse her. He needed her to snap out of it and realize what she was doing.
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