The other two women were clearly thinking differently from Jiang Cheng.
Both were also in the service industry, and combined with Chloe's subtle expression, they could roughly guess what she was calling for.
Protection—the 'umbrella' kind—was already provided in the room, so there was no need to make a special call for it.
Unless it was...
After Chloe went inside, Jiang Cheng's phone also rang.
Seeing it was a video call from Si Nian, Jiang Cheng said to the two women, "I'm going to take a call..."
After saying that, he walked straight toward the master bedroom.
Watching Jiang Cheng leave, Zhao Yihan blinked and asked Chen Jiaxue in a low, testing voice, "What is it? So mysterious."
Chen Jiaxue shook her head and bit her lip, replying, "Could it be something for girls?"
"Then there'd be no need to hide it..." Zhao Yihan muttered, her face turning slightly red. "It couldn't be the same kind of thing I bought, could it..."
Chen Jiaxue frowned. "It seems we're thinking of the same thing..."
"So is she planning to fight us for Young Master Jiang tonight?"
Hearing this, Chen Jiaxue glanced toward the second bedroom and tiptoed over.
She pressed her ear against the door, and soon, the sound of flatulence drifted through.
After a few more seconds, Zhao Yihan suddenly remembered something and leaned in to whisper in Chen Jiaxue's ear, "Do you think... Jiang Cheng asked her to buy it?"
Chen Jiaxue froze, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes, then she shook her head. "I don't think so... If Jiang Cheng wanted something, he'd just say it. Why make her buy it secretly?"
"True..."
Jiang Cheng had originally intended to go to the master bedroom as before, but turning back to see the two women focused on Chloe's movements, his footsteps at the door suddenly paused.
Curving his lips, he simply walked back toward the sofa in the living room.
After picking up the video call, two almost identical faces were squeezed together on the screen, eyes curved in smiles.
"Guess who I am!"
"No, guess which of us is which!"
Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan had still been whispering about Chloe, but seeing Jiang Cheng suddenly return, they immediately shut their mouths.
Somewhat awkwardly, they also moved back toward their seats.
However, as they walked, their ears were focused on the sounds coming from Jiang Cheng's phone.
Si Nian and Si Qing were currently wearing the same style of camisole nightgown in different colors.
One was pink and the other was champagne; their hair was down, and even the curvature of their smiles was strikingly similar.
Jiang Cheng looked at the screen, his gaze circling between the two faces.
He deliberately took a blind guess first: "This... the one on the left is Si Nian?"
"Hmph, wrong guess!"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng finally turned on the Character Scanning System.
As Jiang Cheng had suspected, the one in the pink pajamas was indeed Si Nian.
It was just that Si Nian had deliberately denied Jiang Cheng's answer.
Every time he saw the two girls, Jiang Cheng would feel grateful that he had the Character Scanning System.
Fortunately, both women were now under his control.
With the naked eye alone, Jiang Cheng really had no way to distinguish between these two.
Jiang Cheng pretended not to have seen through it and continued, "If you're not Si Nian, then you're Si Qing?"
The two women on the sofa looked at Jiang Cheng opposite them and then at each other.
Zhao Yihan said in a breathy voice, "Is he... is he not afraid we'll make a sound?"
Chen Jiaxue shook her head and replied in a whisper, "Do you dare to make a sound?"
Zhao Yihan was silent for a second.
She indeed did not dare.
Not only did she not dare to speak, she didn't even dare to make any large movements, fearing she might accidentally enter the frame or make some noise that would be heard by the person on the other end of the line.
Chen Jiaxue was naturally the same.
This feeling was very strange.
They were clearly Jiang Cheng's women, yet at this moment, they were like two eavesdropping maidservants, having to even lighten their breathing.
But strangely, they didn't feel humiliated; instead, there was a kind of... secret thrill.
It was as if they had been tacitly allowed into his private domain, yet left on the periphery to be quiet observers.
At this moment, Si Qing was pretending to be Si Nian on the screen, pouting her lips and speaking in a gentle tone: "Oh, guess seriously~"
"Wait." Jiang Cheng put on a puzzled look. "With that tone, are you Si Nian?"
Si Nian on the left blinked and put on a mischievous look. "Guess again? If you get it wrong, we're going to punish you..."
Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly. "How will you punish me?"
"Then the punishment is that you can't hang up until you guess right..."
Listening to the charming and coquettish voice over there, Zhao Yihan's heart began to itch.
After signaling to Chen Jiaxue, she bit her lip and quietly slid down from the sofa, sitting on the rug.
Chen Jiaxue glanced at her, instantly understood her meaning, and also slid down.
The two of them sat on the rug just like that.
From this angle, even if Jiang Cheng's phone angle was very low, it wouldn't capture them.
A perfect blind spot.
Jiang Cheng felt the movement by his leg and glanced down.
The two women were looking up at him, their eyes watery like two kittens waiting to be fed.
A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes, but he didn't make a sound, continuing to speak to the phone: "You two must have planned this, how can even your answers be so identical..."
Seeing that he didn't refuse, Zhao Yihan grew a bit bolder.
She moved forward a bit, her knee gently touching his calf.
Jiang Cheng didn't move.
She moved a bit more, this time kneeling directly by his leg, looking up, and pulling the opening of her bathrobe a bit lower.
At the same time, her lips pouted, as if asking for a kiss across the air.
Jiang Cheng glanced down at her.
With this glance, he felt as if all things were coming to life, and two cherry blossoms were quietly blooming.
This angle could only be described as the best viewpoint for flower viewing.
Zhao Yihan blinked, playing innocent.
Seeing Jiang Cheng mention this, the two women on the other end of the phone looked at each other.
Only this time, a faint blush couldn't help but appear on both their cheeks.
This was the mysterious thing about twins.
Some have telepathy, and some have the same feelings regarding certain things.
And it just so happened that not only did they look exactly the same, but their feelings were often connected as well.
So when Jiang Cheng said that, they thought of the last time they had relations with Jiang Cheng one after another.
As long as one's body was hot, the other would also feel an inexplicable, unbearable itch in her heart.
Even back then, when Si Nian was first struck by Jiang Cheng's Demon-Breaking Technique, Si Qing in the other room also felt pain for no reason...
Conversely, when it was later Si Qing's turn to be penetrated, she also felt incredibly good.
Si Qing was pretending to be Si Nian: "Oh, guess seriously~"
After Jiang Cheng took a breath, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart and deliberately frowned at Si Nian and Si Qing on the screen: "Hmm, I can't see clearly from this angle..."
"How can you not see clearly? Both our faces are on the screen..."
"Usually, my perspective of you is from the top down. Looking at you levelly makes it a bit hard to distinguish..." Jiang Cheng began to bluff.
"That seems true..."
"Yeah, you're much taller than us..."
After saying that, Si Qing raised the phone a bit higher: "Then guess again..."
As the angle adjusted, the snowy-white deep cleavage in front of her chest was displayed before Jiang Cheng's eyes.
Seeing the wicked smile in Jiang Cheng's eyes and at the corners of his mouth deepen on the screen, the two women's faces turned slightly red.
"Big shot, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
After Si Qing spoke, Si Nian followed up: "I don't think it's a problem with the angle, you just want to look at our chests..."
This teasing remark was actually spoken by Si Nian?
Jiang Cheng really somewhat admired the disguise skills of these two.
With Si Nian's own personality, if she were using her own identity, she would definitely be too embarrassed to say such blunt words.
The smile at the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth deepened.
And although the two women on the rug couldn't see the screen, just by hearing the voices from the phone, they could guess what was happening over there.
Hearing this, Zhao Yihan couldn't help but look down at her own chest.
The small hand that had been gently pawing at Jiang Cheng stopped.
She leaned forward again and reached out to pull Jiang Cheng's hand that was resting on the sofa.
Then she looked up and mouthed: Is mine not good-looking?
Jiang Cheng looked down, his gaze sweeping over her neckline.
He said nothing, but that one look was enough.
Zhao Yihan's face turned slightly red, but her heart felt sweet.
Seeing Zhao Yihan take the initiative to pick up Jiang Cheng's hand to begin 'picking flowers,' Chen Jiaxue refused to be left behind and quietly reached out, her fingertips resting lightly on Jiang Cheng's ankle.