Endless Pampering Only For You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The next day.

Light shined through the window onto the goose down carpet.

Mu Xiaoxiao rubbed and shifted on the bed as she woke up slowly, smiling sweetly as she habitually snuggled up to her side.

However, the space was empty.

She opened her drowsy eyes to see that there was no one beside her.

Her mind instantly became clear as she looked around the large bed to find that she was alone. Yin Shaojie was nowhere to be found.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the time in a daze.

It's still early. Has Yin Shaojie woken up already?

However…

She lowered her head as she thought back, but she had no memory of whether Yin Shaojie had come to sleep together with her before she fell asleep.

Moreover, the other side of the bed was level as if no one had laid on it.

Could it be that Yin Shaojie did not sleep together with her?

Holding this conjecture, Mu Xiaoxiao got off the bed, walked out of the bedroom in her slippers and into the living room, and she saw a lanky figure laying on the sofa.

She stared blankly.

So Yin Shaojie really did not sleep with her in the bedroom last night.

Strangely, Mu Xiaoxiao felt a surge of disappointment welling up in her.

Back in the condo, he always hated sleeping on the sofa.

However, he voluntarily slept on the sofa last night instead of choosing to sleep together with her. Why was that?

Mu Xiaoxiao pouted, clearly feeling unhappy.

She could still remember clearly the night before that that rascal had taken the chance while she was drunk to kiss her.

She was supposed to be mad about it, but her face became uncontrollably hot when she recalled the incident.

That bastard!

Mu Xiaoxiao walked up to pick up the bolster from the armchair, and she held the side as she smashed it on Yin Shaojie.

"Wake up! Wake up!" she shouted.

Yin Shaojie was suddenly roused from his deep sleep. He caught the bolster with his big hand and pulled it toward him in a single stroke.

Caught off guard, Mu Xiaoxiao was pulled along with the bolster, and she landed on his chest.

Beneath her palm was his sturdy chest, warm and carrying a strong throbbing heartbeat.

Yin Shaojie pinched his brows. His long eyelashes lifted, and he stared at her with his dark, droopy eyes, his voice hoarse from sleepiness as he said, "What are you doing?"

The voice that seemed to have come from a subwoofer was so sexy that she almost forgot about her anger.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt tickled in her chest, and her heartbeat accelerated instantly.

She was red to her ears. She then snatched back the pillow and hugged it to her chest as if it could muffle the sound of her pounding heart so that he would not hear it.

"You… Why didn't you sleep in the bedroom? Why did you sleep on the sofa?" Mu Xiaoxiao pouted and asked, her tone sounding as if she had been wronged.

She really could not understand why he would choose to sleep on the sofa when the bed in the bedroom was big enough for the two of them.

Could it be that he felt guilty after secretly stealing a kiss from me last night that he was afraid of facing me?

Hehe, that must be it!

With that thought, Mu Xiaoxiao's spirits were lifted.

Yin Shaojie got up from the sofa and ran his slender fingers through his slightly disheveled hair. Even though he still appeared sloppy, it could not hide his handsomeness.

He seemed to have slept poorly, and it was as if he had woken up on the wrong side of the bed.

"Do you think I like sleeping on the sofa? I hate sleeping on sofas! I can't even turn around properly!"