The texture was distinct, and the heat was scorching...
Perhaps he had just taken a shower, a scent of mint mixed with a burning heat, burning into her skin.
The blood throughout her body seed to be surging and clamoring, her slender ribs unable to contain her wildly beating heart.
"Are you okay?" A voice ca from above, and she instinctively tilted her face up slightly. A drop of water rolled off the tip of his hair and fell on her face.
It rolled down slowly.
Cool, but wherever it passed, it seed as if a mountain fire spread instantly, wantonly engulfing everything.
"I’m, I’m okay..."
Before she finished speaking, Jiang Chengsi suddenly reached out to wipe away the drop of water on her face.
Having wiped away the droplet, he didn’t withdraw his hand, his fingertips lingering on her face, his eyes deep as if he wanted to imprint her into his heart and see clearly.
Perhaps it was because he had drunk alcohol that his eyes were sowhat bloodshot and red, as if a hot wind...
Made her heart beat out of order.
The hand resting on her waist was broad and strong, tightly supporting her, making their bodies more intimate.
Just when she thought sothing might happen, Jiang Chengsi stepped back and said, "Why did you co up?"
His tone was sowhat cold, as if blaming her intrusion.
"After I ca in, I didn’t see you, and when I called you, I found it was coming from this room. I was worried you drank too much and sothing might happen." Because of the matter of hiding her identity, she felt a bit guilty, "Oh right, I brought you so hangover soup."
Jiang Chengsi looked at her, his expression as indifferent as usual.
Si Qingxiao felt panicked and confused again. Just now at ho, when he was clinking glasses with his father, he wasn’t like this. Why is he so cold now? He must be really angry; how should she calm him down?
Since she was young, if her parents were angry, she would usually just act a bit spoiled and say so pleasant words, but facing Jiang Chengsi, she really didn’t know what to do...
"Would you like the... the soup?" Si Qingxiao pointed downstairs.
"Yeah."
Probably wanting to please him, Si Qingxiao unexpectedly blurted out, "Then I’ll get it for you."
"Okay, I’ll wait for you."
...
**
One went downstairs to get the soup, while Jiang Chengsi took a set of loungewear from the wardrobe to change into, and Si Qingxiao grabbed a small bowl and spoon from the kitchen to serve the soup. Afraid he might get impatient, she almost ran back upstairs.
The door was open, and she happened to see Jiang Chengsi dressing.
The cotton loungewear top was being pulled down; as she approached, she could still see his uncovered abs, the clothes not yet properly arranged, clinging to the curve of his body.
Toned muscles, a wide and slim waist; unlike his face, his body was a healthy wheatish color.
The muscular lines were smooth, and to Si Qingxiao, he radiated pure masculinity.
Even the casual way he adjusted his clothes and combed through his damp hair made her heart thump wildly, and her ears turned crimson.
"Fourth Master..." She forced herself to stop her teeth from chattering.
"Co in." Jiang Chengsi turned to look at her. Inside, with tables and chairs, she poured the hangover soup into a bowl while Jiang Chengsi went back to the bathroom to fetch a towel, wiping his hair.
He never paid much attention to details; even the way he wiped his hair seed chaotic and untad.
After a random swipe, he hung the towel around his neck, casually ran his fingers through his hair, and then glanced down at the black and yellow soup that exuded a dicinal aroma, "What does it taste like?"
"There are so Chinese herbs in it, the taste is quite strong, but it’s very effective for hangovers." Si Qingxiao sat in a chair, poured the soup into a bowl, and then saw a shadow looming...
Jiang Chengsi propped himself on the edge of the table, bent over, and leaned in.
Suspended above her body, as he leaned down, his shirt arched slightly, she happened to catch a glimpse inside the collar...
Dim and indistinct, as if she could see his bare upper body.
"You’re especially afraid of today." Jiang Chengsi looked at her, with no teasing or amusent in his eyes, "You’re keeping your identity very tight."
"I wasn’t deliberate, but then there was the matter with my cousin, You Shenming, and I didn’t know how to face Tang Wan, how to tell you about my relationship with the You Family."
You Shenming almost killed old man Shen, fabricated slander, involving the Jiang Family, the Shen Family, and the Huo Family, causing enormous trouble. He was too reckless and shaless; telling Tang Wan now that she was You Shenming’s cousin, the outco was predictable.
"So you plan to keep hiding it?"
"I was going to confess everything to you today, I just didn’t expect you to co to our house..."
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