The Goddess is Sweet and Aloof-Chapter 1073 - 1069 What Are You Yelling For

After dinner at home, Qiao Xiaren felt overwhelmingly drowsy and flopped onto the bed, ready to sleep.

She thought to herself that she’d just lie down a little longer before getting up to bathe and sleep. As soon as Si Limo walked into the room, he saw her deeply asleep, half her body sinking into the soft covers, her side profile exuding a rare tranquility.

"Ranran."

Qiao Xiaren was fast asleep and couldn’t hear him speaking right by her ear. She merely furrowed her brows slightly before continuing to sleep.

He bent down, reached out, and picked her up, carrying her towards the bathroom. She stirred slightly, suddenly hearing his low, raspy voice by her ear, "Don’t move, you’ll fall if you keep squirming."

Qiao Xiaren groggily opened her eyes just a crack and saw his face so close to hers, instinctively letting her hand rest on his shoulder.

The sound of water splashing seemed to echo faintly around her. Qiao Xiaren felt a cool sensation on her skin and reflexively tried to shield herself, only to hear his stern and serious voice: "What are you flailing about for?"

That tone truly carried a hint of an elder reprimanding a younger one, making Qiao Xiaren feel odd. Is this what older men are like—sometimes rigid, and prone to being stern and serious when they decide to take charge?

"What are you fussing about? You’re noisy." Qiao Xiaren finally opened her eyes, feeling utterly drained of energy and slumped directly against him, mischievously soaking his clothing in the process.

Si Limo found the situation amusing despite himself. He thought to himself how her demeanor when she was drunk or extremely sleepy was practically identical—both occasions marked by her playful temper tantrums. His voice softened almost unconsciously, and while holding the showerhead, he remained utterly focused on the woman who was soaking in the water.

Qiao Xiaren reclined in the tub, half undressed, her figure carrying an almost magnetic allure that tightened his throat. The primal beast buried deep within Si Limo seemed to edge closer to the surface.

"Why are you so exhausted today?"

He attempted to distract himself, yet his hand movements began tracing downward.

"I’m just really tired... I want to sleep." Qiao Xiaren kept her eyes closed, feeling the lingering drowsiness slip away, her body gradually awakening.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, fixing her gaze directly on the man so near to her, her stare locking firmly with his.

Even under this piercing look, Si Limo showed no trace of guilt. In fact, his actions only grew bolder.

Qiao Xiaren let out a stifled cry, a sound squeezed out from deep within her, instantly breaking the taut string of restraint holding him back. He reached out, swiftly pulling her out of the bathtub, pressing her directly against his chest without hesitation.

At the same moment, the white towel hanging above wrapped snugly around Qiao Xiaren’s form.

Her entire body was pressed tightly against his, letting her clearly feel his heated, tense torso—a sensation so scorching it made her instinctively want to recoil.

Qiao Xiaren felt a little dizzy, as if the man before her, once gripped by passion, carried an intimidating intensity.

His hand brushed across her lips, his gaze locking onto her with such depth that it rendered her deeply uncomfortable. Before she could react, his lips descended upon hers, carrying with them an all-encompassing force.

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