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Today, she was truly exhausted.

She had been awake since around four in the morning, busy with her bridesmaid duties.

Later, she spent all her energy on a fight, and then went into surgery for over two hours.

From morning until now, she hadn’t had a single bite, even though she had been hungry for quite a while.

At first, she felt it, but later exhaustion forced her to forget about it.

Lying on the sofa, within three minutes, Baili Xia fell into a deep sleep.

The room was enveloped in silence, with only two steady breaths remaining.

One powerful and strong, the other soft and lingering.

In this sleep, Baili Xia was deeply asleep.

A busy morning and a fierce battle made it impossible for her to wake.

In her dream, she vaguely felt someone holding her.

Knock, knock, knock…

Light knocking sounds pulled Baili Xia’s consciousness back from sleep.

She furrowed her brow lightly; she hadn’t slept enough, wanting to wake but her eyes refused to open.

She remembered her back was wounded, yet now there was no trace of pain.

Beneath her, the soft mattress made her unwilling to get up.

Knock, knock, knock…

The knocking came again, and Baili Xia finally blinked her sleepy eyes open.

“Who is it?” she called softly.

Uncertain if the person outside could hear, having just woken up, her voice was still faint.

“It’s me.”

The person outside heard her and responded lightly.

That voice was clean and familiar.

It was Brother!

Baili Xia raised her hand to rub her eyes, and her beautiful eyes finally opened.

The quilt on her was so heavy, weighing on her waist, making her unable to move.

Baili Xia reached out to push it away, but as soon as she touched that heavy thing, she swiftly pulled her hand back in fright.

It was a strong, masculine arm, firm and powerful.

And at the end of that arm, the large hand sneaked under her outer garment, pressing against her front.

That large hand was downright impudent! But luckily, it was just quietly resting there, not moving.

Baili Xia’s heart tightened, swiftly turning to look behind her.

Right behind her, less than ten centimeters away, was a handsome and exquisite face.

A tall nose, long sword-like eyebrows, seductive thin lips inviting admiration.

At this moment, that pair of usually deep, attractive eyes were still tightly shut.

Baili Xia froze for a moment, immediately realizing.

Not caring whether Mu Xiaojiu was awake or asleep, she frantically tried to lift his arm.

But after several attempts, that arm was like a thousand pounds, impossible to lift.

Trying to remove his hand from her clothes, but his arm seemed rusted, unable to budge.

Moreover, that large hand distinctly began to stir inside, gently caressing her soft skin.

“Uncle, Uncle…”

Baili Xia panicked, turning to face Mu Xiaojiu.

That hand even followed her turn, ending up in front.

Because of her movement, it firmly locked her in place.

“Ah…” Baili Xia lightly gasped in surprise.

The situation was too abrupt, and her voice escaped uncontrolled.

She hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth, worried that her Brother outside had heard the loud sound.

“Let go of me quickly, or I’ll be mad.”

Baili Xia’s fair little face flushed red with anxiety.

Mu Xiaojiu finally slowly opened his eyes, but did not heed her words.

Instead, another large hand suddenly rested on Baili Xia’s back, pressing firmly.

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