Of course, one very important premise was that the two of them looked incredibly alike.
It was as if they had been carved from the very same mold.
Every time they looked at each other, they felt the illusion that they were staring at themselves in a mirror.
Whether they were walking on the street or at school, it was easy for classmates to mistake one for the other.
Because of this, they were always serious about pointing out any issues with each other's outfits or behavior and offered heartfelt praise when appropriate.
As time passed, this habit gradually permeated every aspect of their lives.
Consequently, when facing other women, they mostly held an attitude of appreciation rather than competition.
This was why Si Qing had directly blamed Zhang Wuji when Jiang Cheng asked whether she liked Zhao Min or Zhou Zhiruo.
Hearing Jiang Cheng's answer now, Si Qing subconsciously felt there was nothing wrong with his response.
She thought to herself, "Yeah, why should so many people compete for one man? Can't love be shared? Shouldn't girls help each other?"
At this thought, Si Qing's favorability value suddenly rose back to 95 points.
Si Qing, favorability value +5!
Thinking this way, Si Qing suddenly felt a bit defeated.
She carefully and stealthily peeked behind her with her large, watery eyes.
Like a timid rabbit, she quietly observed Jiang Cheng's reaction.
However, she saw that Jiang Cheng seemed not to have heard her at all; he simply lay there flat, ignoring her, and even picked up his phone to scroll through his moments.
Si Qing's lips curled downward again.
She gave Jiang Cheng an aggrieved look and then let out a soft huff.
Seeing that Si Qing's favorability value had returned to 95, Jiang Cheng turned over and propped himself up.
Gently pulling Si Qing into his arms, he looked at her with deep affection in his eyes, a charming smile playing on his lips as he replied, "What are you huffing for? Do you want to whine?"
Realizing she was trapped against Jiang Cheng's chest once again.
Si Qing couldn't help but stare at Jiang Cheng's eyelashes, which were trembling slightly with his breathing.
Those long eyelashes were like two small fans, fluttering gently, leaving Si Qing somewhat dazed.
For some reason, Si Qing suddenly felt a surge of restlessness flowing through her body.
This restlessness even converged toward a single point.
Her thoughts immediately focused on Jiang Cheng's fingers wandering over her cheek.
Jiang Cheng had been focusing his attack on that key point just now; it seemed he knew the secrets of a girl's body very well...
Si Qing pouted and whispered, "I didn't expect you to be such a smooth talker..."
Lowering his head closer to Si Qing, he said, "I'm a good man and an adult; I should naturally take responsibility for my actions. How can you call it smooth-talking? Besides, if we're talking about trickery, I now reasonably suspect that you two were the ones who tricked me, putting me in such a dilemma."
Seeing Jiang Cheng shift the blame back to her, Si Qing was suddenly speechless.
Fine! The situation had returned to the moment where she felt guilty.
Feeling the waves of sensation growing more intense.
Si Qing couldn't help but open her mouth wide while feeling afraid.
Si Qing spoke somewhat bashfully, "I... suddenly feel like I've been brainwashed by you."
Jiang Cheng curled his lips, his eyes full of mirth, and didn't say anything more.
He had already said everything he needed to say; the next decision was something the two sisters needed to consider for themselves.
Since Si Qing didn't push him away this time, it meant she had temporarily accepted Jiang Cheng's choice by default.
The two of them stared at each other silently, neither speaking.
In the silent atmosphere, Jiang Cheng slowly reached out his right hand. With extremely gentle movements, he brushed away a few stray hairs clinging to Si Qing's cheek.
His fingers started from Si Qing's cheek and moved slowly; that delicate and tender touch was like a spring breeze brushing against her face, making her feel intoxicated.
Following the slide of his fingers, they slowly extended all the way to her earlobe.
When Jiang Cheng's fingertips touched Si Qing's earlobe, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and an unusual sensation instantly spread through her entire body.
At the same time, Jiang Cheng's other hand quietly slipped under the warm blanket and slowly reached into the opening of her bathrobe.
Si Qing only felt a sudden, strange warmth at her waist, as if a fire were burning there.
That large hand gently caressed her, lighting sparks wherever it went, causing her to let out a soft gasp involuntarily.
This gasp was like a meteor streaking across a silent night sky, breaking the original tranquility of the room.
Watching Jiang Cheng's hand on her waist begin to slide down slowly, Si Qing's heart was as conflicted as if it were being gnawed by a thousand ants.
On one hand, she was filled with longing for this intimate contact, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
On the other hand, the shyness and unease deep in her heart filled her with fear.
Two completely opposite emotions intertwined and collided violently in her heart, forming an indescribable and complex feeling.
At this moment, the entire room was terrifyingly quiet; it seemed one could even hear the sound of a needle dropping on the floor.
Aside from their heated gaze and Jiang Cheng's subtle teasing movements, there was no other sound.
Si Qing felt her heartbeat was exceptionally clear in this silent environment.
She tried hard to find a topic to divert her attention again as a cover, but her mind was a complete blank.
She began to shift her thoughts back to things that had happened in the past.
Actually, she and Si Nian had discussed their relationship issues when they were kids.
She remembered it was when they were in the first grade of elementary school.
On a bright and sunny afternoon, their mother had asked them with a smile.
If they had to separate after getting married when they grew up, what should they do then?
Hearing this back then, her little self had become anxious all at once.
With a flushed face, she had grumbled huffily, "I don't want to get married! And I don't want to be separated from my sister!"
Later, it was Si Nian who had gently comforted her: "Don't worry, Sister. We're twins. When we grow up and have to get married, we can just marry the same person. That way, we'll never be separated, and there's nothing to be afraid of."
Recalling those words, for some reason, Si Qing felt an immediate sense of relief in her heart.
Just as Si Qing expected, Jiang Cheng didn't take any extra steps this time.
After pausing at that delightful spot, Jiang Cheng spoke slowly, "Why are you closing your eyes?"