Edward White carried her upstairs and entered the Princess’s room.
He placed her on the bed.
Unexpectedly, her delicate white hands held tightly around his neck, tighter and tighter, showing no intention of letting go.
Edward White remained in the same position as he had held her.
This looked quite suggestive.
He instinctively lowered his gaze to look at her, her cheeks pale and tender, with a pinkish hue, very cute.
She looked obedient .
He noticed that the large hand holding her... fingertips were slightly tingling, like a faint electric current.
Ella White felt she was lying in a warm embrace, feeling a bit hot... but very comfortable.
She was greedy for it.
She tightened her hold.
She even stretched out her legs, wrapped them around his lean waist, tighter and tighter.
This scene made Edward White’s body stiffen, without any hesitation, he pried her legs apart, then ’furiously’ left her room.
Cold water poured over his head.
Forcing him to calm his anger.
If it wasn’t for her being out of her mind! He really would throw her out of the second floor!
She has no respect for him as her brother at all!
Little thing! Did she really think that just because he spoiled her usually, she could do whatever she wanted?
He finally came out of the bathroom.
A towel hung loosely around his lean waist, his abdomen formed a solid, sexy muscle, shaped like an inverted triangle, perfectly leading to his lower abdomen.
Edward White was not sleepy.
He walked into the study.
The servant changed Ella White into a nightgown before leaving.
The ticking sound of rain outside made her even more sleepless.
She opened the door, walked out, went next door, accurately found Edward White’s room, pulled back the quilt, and got on his bed.
His bed was a bit hard.
Not as soft as hers, the quilt wasn’t as thick as hers, just the bed was higher than hers.
What she liked was that this bed had his scent, like a faint mint scent, very comfortable, smelling it felt very safe.
Anyway, she’s the elder.
She could sleep wherever she wanted.
She quickly fell asleep, burying her fluffy head in the quilt.
Edward White pushed the door and came in, got onto the bed.
While in the study, he wanted some quiet, and ended up being quiet for several hours, so much so, that his body temperature felt a bit cold.
The cool-toned light in the room was dim, he was used to it.
He lifted the quilt, and as soon as he got on the bed, he touched something soft and fluffy, that felt good.
Realized that the soft, fluffy thing moved again, snuggling into his arms.
Only then did he realize that the soft thing in his arms was not something, but his out-of-her-mind sister.
How could she be so audacious!
He raised his eyes, glanced around the room to confirm he hadn’t entered the wrong place, then looked at her again.
Curled up, maybe because his quilt was thin and she was a bit cold, she ended up throwing herself onto him, her little face rubbing against his chest!
The fire in Edward White that had been extinguished suddenly boiled up again!
He was a perfectly normal man!
He had never known before... that she could "sleepwalk"!
It seemed that he needed to get her brain treated quickly! Otherwise, who knows what she might do!
Edward White felt guilty, after all, it was his fault for not taking care of his sister, which made her get hurt.
He wrapped his arms around her, covered her entirely with the quilt, and then held her through the quilt.
He felt it was necessary for him to visit a psychiatrist to check his brain!
The intense reaction of his body told him that he very probably had a "mental illness".