Seeing Su Wan quickly walk into the master bedroom, Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry and slowly strolled around the room.
This apartment was excellent, both in its interior decoration and its location.
With three bedrooms and about 150 square meters, it wasn't huge, but it was quite comfortable for one person.
Moreover, upon entering, he noticed the strict security. The community was positioned as mid-to-high-end, with monthly rent likely around twenty to thirty thousand.
It was clear that Yu Xiaoxiao was very good to Su Wan.
After the tour, Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa by the French window and began to fiddle with his phone.
Time passed, minute by minute. After a full twenty minutes, Jiang Cheng's patience gradually wore thin.
Just then, a soft call came from the bedroom: "Jiang Cheng..."
Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Cheng's lips curved slightly upwards. He quickly stood up and walked towards the room with light steps.
Upon entering the bedroom, his gaze went straight to the large bed covered with pink sheets.
He had been eagerly anticipating seeing Su Wan wrapped in a blanket, waiting for him, but reality was not so.
The sound of running water from the bathroom was still clearly audible. Without a doubt, Su Wan had not yet emerged from the bathroom.
"Were you calling?"
Feeling Jiang Cheng standing so close outside the door, as if only a thin door separated them.
Su Wan subconsciously wanted to reply directly, "When did I call?"
However, to avoid ruining the atmosphere, she swallowed the words.
She took a deep breath, then bravely whispered, "Can... can you come in and help me with something?"
These words struck Jiang Cheng like lightning, filling his mind with many wonderful images in an instant.
This dazed state lasted only a moment before Jiang Cheng quickly regained his composure and, without hesitation, reached out and unlocked the door.
Was there still a need for a verbal response to such a request?
The answer was clearly no.
Wouldn't it be better to answer directly with actions??
Wouldn't that save both their time??
When the bathroom door opened, Jiang Cheng saw Su Wan at a glance.
At this moment, her wet long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and she was only wearing a thin white silk bathrobe, with her arms slightly propped back on the bathroom sink.
The entire bathroom's lighting was adjusted to a warm, dim yellow hue, with a hazy mist filling the air, creating an extremely ambiguous yet alluring atmosphere.
For some reason, Su Wan's makeup-free face was flushed with a faint blush, as tempting as a ripe apple.
She bit her lower lip tightly, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, but finally mustered the courage to say, "Could you please help me with the clasp on my back? It seems to have caught my hair."
This sight made Jiang Cheng's heart involuntarily quicken its pace.
Just like the previous times he felt his heart flutter, Jiang Cheng truly felt like he was falling in love again at this very moment.
He couldn't be blamed for being fickle. How many men could resist a beautiful woman with a score of over ninety standing in front of them, saying such suggestive words?
Few men could resist.
Those who could probably had genetic issues from birth.
One must know that many people, like Yu Xiaoxiao's fiancé Zhang Yu, often had such conditions due to congenital genetics.
In other words, his sexual orientation was already determined from the very beginning, when he was just a tiny fertilized egg.
Only a small portion are formed later in life.
Anyway, Jiang Cheng considered himself a normal good man.
So, facing this situation, he naturally plunged in without hesitation.
After all, he couldn't bear to see beauties suffer; he only wanted to personally feed them big candies.
Jiang Cheng walked over, slowly approaching Su Wan.
With their eyes meeting, Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry to start the first step.
Jiang Cheng's gaze fell upon the tie of the bathrobe.
His right hand moved closer to the loosely tied sash.
With a gentle flick of his finger.
Instantly, the tie came undone, and the lapels on both sides began to slowly open.
Jiang Cheng slowly, little by little, opened the bathrobe outwards.
Soon, the scene inside began to appear before Jiang Cheng's eyes.
The combination of red and fair skin was incredibly striking.
Looking at the scene before him, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but marvel again that a fiery red outfit was indeed a trump card for men.
Seeing the bathrobe slide down to her waist, Su Wan still didn't move, her body slightly stiff, maintaining her previous posture.
Although Jiang Cheng didn't kiss her as she expected, Su Wan could clearly feel him approaching step by step, the distance between them growing smaller.
Especially now, her legs, which had been crossed and semi-leaning against the edge of the sink, were now pressed tightly by Jiang Cheng.
At this moment, he buried his head deep in the nape of her neck, his hands gently lifting her slightly damp hair, carefully untangling the strands that were caught.
This intimate touch made Su Wan's heart involuntarily beat faster.
Although she had some intimate contact with Jiang Cheng after getting drunk last time.
But at that time, she was half-asleep and half-awake, and Jiang Cheng attacked so quickly that she was overwhelmed and couldn't calm down to savor it.
However, at this moment, Jiang Cheng showed no eagerness to cross the line, and it had been like this since he entered the bathroom.
Neither kissing nor caressing, this considerate gesture seemed merely to be helping her tidy her hair.
Yet, for some reason, this action made Su Wan feel an unprecedented sense of allure and anticipation.
They embraced tightly, their heartbeats intertwining.
Jiang Cheng's warm breath also caressed the nape of her neck.
In such an ambiguous atmosphere, the restless feeling within her grew stronger.
Su Wan felt as if she was about to suffocate.
Her hands, which had been behind her back, slowly moved forward, then actively wrapped around Jiang Cheng's waist.
Her head also gradually moved closer to Jiang Cheng's shoulder, rubbing gently against it.
With this initiative (active) hug, Jiang Cheng's body visibly stiffened.
In a moment, he smiled slightly, his lips curving upwards, then gently moved his head away from Su Wan's neck.
When she sensed Jiang Cheng moving away from her, a sudden, inexplicable feeling of emptiness and loneliness welled up in Su Wan's heart.