At this moment, Si Qing's apprehension had reached its peak.
After an intense internal struggle, she finally made up her mind.
She carefully pushed the door open a crack, then tiptoed into the room.
Upon entering the room, Si Qing was immediately enveloped by the dim light.
The orange-yellow lamp light was like a thin veil.
It gently drifted in the air, creating a unique atmosphere that was both tranquil and ambiguous.
Si Qing took light steps, walking forward one by one, while still softly calling Jiang Cheng's name.
Her voice was soft and melodious, unconsciously revealing a hint of tenderness that even she hadn't noticed.
The room was incredibly spacious, clearly a typical one-bedroom, one-living room layout at first glance.
However, at this moment, Si Qing had no time to carefully examine the room's layout and furnishings.
Her gaze was somewhat flustered, and her steps were hurried as she passed through the living room and headed straight for the bedroom.
When she reached the bedside, she saw Jiang Cheng lying there peacefully.
He was thoroughly covered by the quilt, sleeping soundly.
Si Qing cautiously approached the bed and leaned over to get a closer look.
She saw Jiang Cheng's chest rising and falling with his steady, rhythmic breathing.
Although he was wearing a bathrobe, a faint smell of alcohol still emanated from him.
Staring at him like this, Si Qing's heart suddenly couldn't help but stir.
Jiang Cheng's face, illuminated by the dim light, appeared exceptionally handsome.
His high nose bridge and tightly closed eyes.
His lips, neither thin nor thick, were like a meticulously carved work of art.
Si Qing stood motionless by the bed like a statue, her eyes filled with complex and chaotic emotions.
Her heart was like a stormy ocean.
On one hand, her feelings for Jiang Cheng surged like waves.
On the other hand, her guilt and self-reproach towards Si Nian were like heavy lead weights, suffocating her.
The hand that had been eager to reach out and caress Jiang Cheng's cheek.
Just as it was about to touch his skin, it was as if struck by an invisible lightning bolt.
It quickly retracted.
She kept telling herself that Jiang Cheng belonged to Si Nian, and she shouldn't have any improper thoughts.
However, the charm of the man before her was truly too great, making it difficult for her to tear her gaze away from his face.
This contradictory psychology plunged her into deep struggle.
Her hands unconsciously clasped together tightly, her fingernails almost digging into her palms.
After standing by the bed for a long time, Si Qing slowly came back to her senses.
Then she took out her phone and took several photos.
She took a deep breath, calmed her chaotic emotions, and then sent these photos to Si Nian.
Si Qing: [Image]
Si Qing: It's just ridiculous. I couldn't find him, and then the manager told me he was drunk.
Si Qing: I'm starting to doubt your charm now. He's sleeping like a pig; he didn't even know I came in.
Although Si Nian said she wanted to go to bed early.
But when she received Si Qing's message, she quickly opened wechat.
When she saw the photos Si Qing sent, Si Nian's eyes were just like Si Qing's.
They couldn't help but fixate on Jiang Cheng's face.
Si Nian: So you guys are sleeping in the same room tonight?
Si Qing: Yeah, there are no more rooms. I can only reluctantly sleep on the sofa tonight. He's sleeping like a pig, definitely like our dad, sleeping until dawn.
Si Nian: You can also sleep next to him; he won't know anyway.
Si Qing: Are you speaking human language?
Si Nian: You're using archaic language again. Stop pretending in front of me; I'm going to sleep.
At this moment, Si Nian's thoughts were the same as Si Qing's.
A drunken man is like a pile of mud.
He probably won't wake up until tomorrow.
Thinking this, Si Nian's previously tense face finally relaxed slightly.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile crept onto the corner of her lips.
After reading Si Nian's reply, Si Qing tiptoed into the bathroom.
Stepping into the bathroom, she saw a thin layer of mist covering the mirror surface.
The floor was also damp.
It was evident that Jiang Cheng had bathed and washed up here before going to sleep.
Si Qing gently turned on the faucet, and cool water gushed out.
She cupped her hands, scooped up a handful of cold water, and gently patted it on her burning hot cheeks, as if scorched by fire.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were flushed crimson like a sunset, and a hint of panic showed in her eyes.
After silently telling herself to stay sober, Si Qing turned her attention to the overall decor and layout of the bathroom.
Earlier, due to excessive nervousness, she hadn't paid close attention to the room's decoration and furnishings at all.
Now, looking closely, this bathroom was really too big!
It was no exaggeration to say that it was considerably more spacious than their living room at home.
However, remembering that their own house was only 68 square meters.
Si Qing couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of disparity.
Soon, her gaze was drawn to the neatly arranged toiletries in the bathroom.
Upon closer inspection, they were all high-end Bvlgari products.
This discovery made Si Qing's eyes widen instantly.
A desire to personally experience using these luxurious brand toiletries couldn't help but arise in her heart.
Her gaze slowly shifted to the side, where several clean, white bathrobes hung quietly.
Si Qing's inner struggle began fiercely.
Should she take a shower or not?
On one hand, she worried that her actions would seem too rash.
But on the other hand, the desire in her heart to enjoy such high-class treatment surged like a tide.
After a brief struggle of a few seconds, ultimately, desire triumphed over reason.
Si Qing still couldn't resist the temptation and gently turned on the showerhead.
Warm water poured down from the showerhead, sprinkling onto her skin, bringing an incredibly comfortable sensation.
Si Qing closed her eyes, fully enjoying this moment of relaxation and pleasure.
After a quick wash, she carefully picked up the bathrobe and gently draped it over herself.
She tiptoed slowly out of the bathroom.
She first timidly peered towards the bedside.
Her gaze fell upon Jiang Cheng, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
After much hesitation, she finally made up her mind.
She took light steps and moved towards the direction of the sofa.
Afraid of making the slightest sound that might wake Jiang Cheng.
She gently lay down on her side on the sofa.
Due to the limited space on the sofa, Si Qing curled up her body.
At this moment, her already slightly uneasy heart became even more anxious.
Her beautiful eyes stared straight at the ceiling above her.
The thoughts in her mind gradually became like a wild horse unbridled.
Uncontrollably drifting to distant, unknown places.
She thought about everything that happened today, about the delicate relationship between her and Jiang Cheng.
She wondered what Si Nian's true reaction would be after this event.
Various thoughts intertwined in her mind.
After an unknown amount of time, Si Qing finally drifted off to sleep in a daze.