Watching as the soft tape asure tightened inch by inch around her waist, a place he had once embraced, his fingertips moved slightly, a subtle warmth rising within him as he recalled when she used to carry him on her bike.
She lowered her gaze, seemingly examining the numbers on the tape, then bent over to asure her leg circumference.
As she bent over, her long hair cascaded down.
She ca here today with the intention to learn how to drive, wearing form-fitting black pants that accentuated her long, straight legs. He had seen her in a cheongsam before, swaying beautifully as she walked, and now he felt his heart being scraped hard once again.
Bending over, she suddenly noticed soone nearby. She turned her head and looked over, unexpectedly seeing Jiang Chengsi:
"Fourth Master?"
Ever since she talked with Jiang Jinsang, coupled with his sharpness during the interview, facing him now made her inexplicably tense.
She was afraid he would see through her, afraid he might directly throw her out once he realized she was the one causing trouble here.
"Where’s Xiaoruan?"
"The ready-made clothes here aren’t suitable for . I plan to order a custom-made racing suit, Xiaoruan went to get the invoice, so I took so asurents by myself first."
She had deliberately avoided Jiang Chengsi at noon, yet she still ran into him.
The tension in her heart was palpable, the soft tape continuously tangled around her fingertips.
In reality, she didn’t need to asure these things. She made clothes herself, and many of the cheongsams she wore were handmade by herself. To look good, a cheongsam needed to fit perfectly, and she was just as picky with herself as she was with Tang Wan, holding herself to an even stricter standard.
She knew every inch of her body’s asurents.
Beijing’s winter was too cold, causing her to stay indoors almost all the ti, making her feel like she’d gained so weight around her waist, so she asured it casually.
"Finished asuring?" Jiang Chengsi walked over.
"Not yet."
"What’s left?"
"Shoulders and neck, and the upper body..." Her heart was sowhat guilty as he approached, the tape wrapped around her fingers like her chaotic emotions, "Xiaoruan can help asure when she gets back."
"She still has to deal with the afternoon interviews, let’s save so ti, give the tape."
"..."
Her heart was in such chaos, worried that Jiang Chengsi would throw her out. She even forgot she could refuse him. When she wanted to hand the tape over, she found that it was wrapped around her fingertips. When she pulled, it tightened, making her fingertips redden and swell, unexpectedly binding her fingers directly.
She didn’t even know how the tape got so tangled, but Jiang Chengsi had already co before her, the more anxious she got, the harder it was to untangle.
Jiang Chengsi looked down at her hand. It wasn’t like there was a dead knot; it was a soft tape, not a string, so how did it get so knotted together?
Was this girl a bit silly!
He reached out, and instinctively she wanted to pull away, but part of the tape was caught by him, leaving her unable to avoid it, and her hand fell into his.
Jiang Chengsi’s hands were very attractive, with calluses on his fingertips and palms, even so small cuts, gently scratching her, making her feel a bit tingly.
Holding her hand, he slowly untangled the tape, "You sure have a talent, being able to tangle a tape like this."
He laughed freely, his tone carrying an indescribable sense of affection.
She clenched her teeth tightly, suppressing her trembling heart, and said nothing.
It wasn’t the first ti Jiang Chengsi held her hand. The last ti must have been during the race in Hexi. She got out of the car, and amidst the noisy environnt, he just felt that her hand was soft and warm.
Taking a closer look and feel now, after the tape was untangled, his fingertips tightened slightly, almost enclosing her hand in his palm, as if...
Unwilling to let go.
The atmosphere suddenly beca sowhat ambiguous and intimate, as if even the heartbeat increased dramatically.
Especially this "Miss Xiao," whose fingertips had just been bound and slightly swollen, montarily becoming hot after the blood returned.
"Turn around, I’ll asure your shoulders and neck," Jiang Chengsi released her hand, but his fingertips couldn’t help but tighten around the tape in his hand.
Turning around, with her back to him, naturally, she couldn’t see his face...
And Jiang Chengsi couldn’t see the blush rising on her face at this mont either.
She could only feel him standing behind her, seemingly keeping a little distance, then he pressed on her left shoulder from behind, pulled the tape over, letting it fall on her right shoulder.
The man’s breath subtly caressed the nape of her neck and her ears, instantly making her earlobes turn slightly red.
She felt her ears getting hot, which Jiang Chengsi noticed.
"You have very straight shoulders," Jiang Chengsi remarked straightforwardly.
From the first sight of her, Jiang Chengsi knew she had excellent posture. After all, to wear a cheongsam beautifully, even a slight hunchback would be unappealing. She had a gentle deanor, straight shoulders, and long legs.
She nodded silently.
"Let asure the length of your upper body."
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