Liu Anran barely lifted his head, pushing himself up to look at Liu Xie, who was avoiding his gaze.
The beauty lightly bit her lower lip, a flush of pink spreading across her skin.
The gentle shimmer of water in her beautiful eyes seemed to hold all the shyness and tenderness within them.
“What do you want to do?”
“You don’t need to worry about what I want. Just go along with it, won’t you?” Liu Xie’s voice suddenly grew louder, as if trying to prop up her own courage with an extra loud tone. “What, are you planning to rebel now?”
“That’s not what I meant…” Liu Anran said so, but he was already prepared to rebel.
His golden hair, damp with moisture, dripped water onto Liu Anran’s chest.
Liu Xie reached out a hand, but it looked like it was curved into a claw, as if she wanted to strangle Liu Anran to death.
Liu Anran almost wished Liu Xie really did want to strangle him right now. That would at least fit the lively, unpredictable nature of this ‘Golden Lioness’.
At least it wouldn’t be like this—speaking in half-finished sentences, moving hesitantly.
He’d rather she punched him twice.
It was too strange.
Her slender fingertip touched the exposed collar of Liu Anran’s pajamas. As if touching something scalding hot, she abruptly withdrew her hand.
As a good youth of the new era, Liu Xie felt her current behavior had already reached its limit.
Unfortunately, Liu Anran remained unmoved.
Unconsciously, her cheeks puffed up, like a pufferfish swelling up from stimulation, only harmless and without spines.
‘Really, I’ve already gone this far, and he’s still lying in bed like a block of wood.’
‘Does he expect the girl to take the final step too?’
‘Liu Anran, oh Liu Anran, when did I, your brother, teach you to become such a man lacking in masculinity?’
Well, there was no helping it. Might as well treat Liu Anran as a piece of wood.
Her outstretched hand slowly moved down, pinched the button of Liu Anran’s pajamas, and slowly undid it.
His firm chest was now revealed before Liu Xie’s eyes.
She leaned down slightly. The two soft mounds, without any restraint, strained the buttons on the front of the oversized men’s white shirt she wore, seeming ready to bounce onto Liu Anran’s face at any moment.
Then, they pressed against Liu Anran’s chest.
Even without leaning down completely, the massive objects still drooped due to gravity, touching Liu Anran’s now-unbuttoned, open chest.
It was still warm as jade, like jasmine tea with honey—fragrant, sweet, and dense, like a maiden’s tenderness, impossible to let go of, impossible to forget.
Liu Xie seemed to be breathing a little heavily from nervousness. The warm, moist air brushed against Liu Anran’s face, carrying a hint of intoxicating sweetness.
It was as if the entire room’s atmosphere had taken on a pink, ambiguous hue.
Liu Anran also clearly felt something on his chest, besides Liu Xie’s body and his own white shirt’s buttons—something else was scraping against his reason.
“Liu Anran, what do you think of me?” Liu Xie’s tone was still that seemingly innate, vixen-like lilt.
“Beautiful.” This was Liu Anran’s honest answer, a momentary daze on his part.
Then, as Liu Xie shifted her body slightly, she seemed to feel something and slowly straightened up.
She was sitting on Liu Anran’s waist and abdomen, and just now, there seemed to be something… something strange… against her rear.
She was first startled, trembling all over, momentarily flustered and flailing, with all her panic displayed on her body.
After her eyes turned into spirals for a moment, she suddenly became resolute again.
Then she reached out a hand, feeling behind her.
Before she could touch it, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by Liu Anran.
“Huh?”
Liu Xie was stunned. She hadn’t expected Liu Anran to react at all; she had thought he would remain like a wooden block the whole time.
Liu Anran hadn’t originally planned to move either.
His thought was to watch how far Liu Xie would go and let her stop herself.
‘Ah, of course, it also included a tiny bit of my own selfish desire and anticipation, knowing full well it wouldn’t go to the last step but still hoping.’
He hadn’t expected Liu Xie to go this far.
So he stopped her.
Otherwise, the one who would become uncontrollable next wouldn’t be Liu Xie, but him.
“Liu Xie.”
His eyes held extreme calm, as if trying to cool down this ambiguous atmosphere. “What exactly is going on?”
“Don’t worry about it. Just lie there.”
Liu Xie seemed provoked, struggling slightly.
Liu Anran then used the hand gripping her wrist to pull hard, making Liu Xie fall back onto the bed, while he flipped over and pressed down on top of her.
Their positions were completely reversed.
Seeing this, Liu Xie seemed to realize something. She turned her head away, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s hum. “Be gentle…”
“You’re overthinking it. Before you tell me what’s happening and why you’re doing this, I won’t lay a finger on you.”
Liu Anran spoke with a serious expression.
He knew that at this moment, even if he did something, Liu Xie wouldn’t oppose it; she might even reciprocate.
“You don’t want to?” Liu Xie seemed a bit urgent. “If you want to, hurry up, or it’ll be too late!”
“What’s too late?” Liu Anran had a vague, bad premonition. “Why would it be too late? Do you have a terminal illness?”
“Anyway, just do it with me now. If we don’t do this soon, it’ll never be possible again.” Liu Xie was clearly even more anxious.
After saying that, she closed her eyes and tried to kiss Liu Anran’s lips.
But Liu Anran grabbed her cheek.
“You just said earlier that I’m self-righteous, always trying to solve things on my own without telling you beforehand.” Liu Anran looked into Liu Xie’s panicked eyes. “Why have you become like this now?”
“Because after I’m with you, I’ll turn back into a boy! If we don’t do anything this time, next time, next time—” Liu Xie’s voice trembled.
All of Liu Anran’s original tension turned into flatness upon hearing this.
He even curled the corner of his mouth into a light smile.
“What are you laughing at!” Liu Xie seemed a bit broken, but with her face still pinched, she could only mumble.
“You won’t turn back.” Liu Anran said softly, also releasing his grip on Liu Xie’s cheek.
“What, do you think you’re some domineering CEO from a Mary Sue novel? Whatever you say goes?” Liu Xie knew nothing could be done now; the mood was completely ruined, so her tone became flustered and exasperated.
“That Probationary Goddess called earlier. She said that even after I start dating you, you won’t turn back.”
“Huh?”
“I’m telling the truth.” Liu Anran looked at the stunned Liu Xie. “If you don’t believe me, you can call her back, though I’m not sure if she’ll answer.”
After a long moment, realizing the outrageous thing she had done, Liu Xie turned into a steam-powered maiden, letting out a muffled shriek.
“You, you, you—stay away from me!”
“You were just clinging to me, and now you want me to leave? You’re the one acting like a domineering CEO whose words become law, aren’t you?” Liu Anran pressed down on Liu Xie directly. “Summoned and dismissed at will? Then I should at least collect a little interest, shouldn’t I?”
“I, I’m your sister! Don’t mess around, I’m your sister!”
“Now you remember you’re my sister? What about when you were climbing into my bed and sitting on top of me just now?” Liu Anran said, lifting Liu Xie’s chin.
His eyes held a teasing glint.
Then, he leaned down. That stunningly beautiful face before him gradually grew larger.
Of course, he wouldn’t take advantage of the situation now and claim Liu Xie, because the current Liu Xie wasn’t willing; she had just been pressured by that ridiculous reason.
But there were some things he could still do.
For example, having a bit of verbal fun right now.