Endless Pampering Only For You

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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Oi, Xiaoxiao, wake up; we're home. Don't think that I don't know you're pretending to sleep—you want to be carried up? Dream on!" With an air of successfully perceiving her deception, he nudged her with his hand.

However, not only did Mu Xiaoxiao not wake up, she even raised an arm to swat at his hand as though it was a fly.

Yin Shaojie frowned. Could it be that this girl had really fallen asleep?

Looking at the time, it was already way past midnight. He remembered that she had only arrived today, having been on a plane for more than ten hours—of course she was jet-lagged and tired.

"Tsk, I owe you this much anyway," he muttered. Getting out of the car, he headed over to the passenger side. Hoisting her up, he carried her on his back.

Mu Xiaoxiao smacked her lips, her face against his back. It looked comfortable, and rubbing her face against his back, she proceeded to fall asleep.

Yin Shaojie remotely locked his car before carrying her up the lift.

He stayed on the top floor of this luxurious condominium, for he liked the feeling of being able to oversee the world. However, it being in the middle of the night, the lift was empty except for the two of them.

Mu Xiaoxiao, flat against his back, slept soundly and comfortably.

Yin Shaojie stood in the lift. Peering at the mirror and seeing Mu Xiaoxiao's sleeping face, he shook his head instinctively.

At last, they arrived home. He pressed his palm against the scanner and deliberated over where he should put her down. In the end, he chose the guest room. Placing her on the bed, he even graciously covered her with a blanket before leaving.

Yin Shaojie stretched and went to shower.

Ten minutes later, he was out of the shower with nothing but a towel around his waist. Suddenly, a petite figure greeted him out of nowhere.

He jumped in surprise. He had forgotten about this wretch's presence.

"What are you doing? Trying to sneak up on me while I'm showering?" Yin Shaojie teased. Looking down, he saw her small frame against his chest, her eyes still half-closed from drowsiness.

Apparently, she hadn't even woken up completely.

Could she be sleepwalking?

Mumbling, Mu Xiaoxiao said, "So dirty… I wanna wash up… so uncomfortable…"

She pulled on her clothes as she said this.

With her having only a tank top on and pulling on it, the milky white skin of her chest was exposed.

Yin Shaojie's eyes bulged, and he hurriedly stopped her actions. If she continued, she would probably have taken off her top.

"How are you going to take a bath when you're still so groggy with sleep?" he asked as he detached her from his body. With both arms on her shoulder, he steadied her and thought of whether to wake her up properly.

If she was so tired, she should have just kept sleeping. He couldn't understand why she still wanted to wash up—was she a clean freak?

Mu Xiaoxiao reached out and touched his chest. After his shower, his skin was slightly damp. Not only did it have a comfortable cooling sensation, but it also had a nice fragrance.

"Yin Shaojie, why are you topless?" she mumbled sleepily. She continued to stroke his chest as though she had developed an addiction to it.

It felt so good under her hand. One stroke, another stroke…

Yin Shaojie could stand it any more. Even though he was proud of his figure, he couldn't allow her to touch him carelessly any longer.

"That's enough; can you wake up a little?" With one hand, Yin Shaojie grabbed her hand this time while the other held her chin. He shook it, trying to wake her up enough for her to realize what she was doing.