She had only placed her one leg up on the bed when Noah pushed her forehead with his finger and said,
"What do you think you are doing?"
'She is being way too forward... where is my cute and shy little sister gone to?'
She was worried that his dream of having a cute little sister would be gone if his alarm clock were gone.
He couldn't have it. He wishes to experience waking up beside her little sister in a bunny outfit at least once.
Noelle held the place on her forehead where she had been poked. It wasn't painful but she still acted like it hurt and rubbed it.
"I wasn't doing anything."
She giggled a little, and looked at him seductively, parting her lips.
Noah did not miss out on that, and to be honest, he did feel drawn to her. His one hand was pressing his roaring dragon inside the quilt.
Noelle opened her mouth and hummed for a while before saying,
"Brother. Do you want a massage?"
Noah looked at her, puzzled; he couldn't understand what she was trying to do.
