Jiang Cheng's pupils constricted sharply in fright. The instant Zhao Xuerou's face was less than ten centimeters away from him, he abruptly turned his head away.
Finally, Zhao Xuerou's lips gently landed on his face.
Zhao Xuerou was also taken aback, then smiled wryly and lowered her head: "What's wrong? You... don't want me to kiss you?"
When she asked this question, she even leaned closer to Jiang Cheng, making intimate contact with him.
Jiang Cheng simply tilted his head, avoiding Zhao Xuerou's gaze and interaction. He feigned discomfort and said in a muffled voice, "No, I drank some alcohol, and my mouth tastes bitter. I didn't want to bother you. Besides, I'm not feeling well either."
As he spoke, Jiang Cheng gently pushed Zhao Xuerou away and sat down awkwardly on the sofa next to her, secretly keeping his distance from her.
The sudden, soft embrace had startled him so much that he didn't know where to put his hands.
"It's all fake...it's all fake, don't worry about it..."
Jiang Cheng kept repeating these brainwashing words to himself, and also turned his head away, ignoring Zhao Xuerou's burning gaze.
He knew his excuse was extremely lame, and whether Zhao Xuerou believed it or not was another matter, but he had to give himself an explanation.
In short, it can't be considered that he cheated!
She was the one who initiated the contact! He just wasn't quick enough to back off! Besides, he managed to cut his losses in time!
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng quickly waved to Zhao Xuerou and pointed to the cake on the coffee table: "Let's eat the cake first. The candles are almost burned out, and the cream has been sitting for so long that it's starting to sag."
"No rush."
Zhao Xuerou simply bent down gently, blew out the candle, wrapped her arms around his neck, and sat on Jiang Cheng's lap.
In the darkness, her eyes shone brightly, clear and sparkling like dazzling gems. But perhaps because she had just cried, Zhao Xuerou's eyes were now shrouded in a misty layer, as if a recent rain had just fallen, obscuring her sincere love.
Jiang Cheng's muscles were tense, and he didn't know how to react.
Throwing Zhao Xuerou down there? That's definitely not realistic!
Making Zhao Xuerou sad is a minor matter; the real problem would be if her actions, which are so inconsistent with her character, led to the complete collapse of the Dream World!
But he couldn't just let this woman sit on his lap forever, could he?
This is too agonizing!
Just as Jiang Cheng's heart was in turmoil, Zhao Xuerou simply rested her head on his shoulder and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Husband... Actually, I've always hoped and longed to walk peacefully with the person I chose back when he was still in school uniform."
Jiang Cheng listened to her words and fell silent.
Zhao Xuerou didn't press Jiang Cheng for a response. Instead, she continued, "I don't care what difficulties lie ahead. Even a small boat on a voyage will inevitably encounter various bumps and storms. I don't care. In the end, nothing can destroy our little boat. I just hope... I can accompany the person beside me as he grows from a naive and immature boy into a broad-shouldered man who can shelter me from the wind and rain. He doesn't need to do much; he just needs to shoulder his responsibilities, become my support, and accompany me until old age. That's enough!"
She looked up, her clear eyes fixed on Jiang Cheng, a hint of melancholy in her voice: "We don't need to become incredibly wealthy or powerful. That's not important. As long as we can live a peaceful life, that's enough. I don't want a big house. As long as we have you, me, and our child, as long as we have a small space to accommodate our family, that's enough. Life..."
She tightened her grip on Jiang Cheng's neck, leaned close to his ear, and said softly, "Life can gradually become mundane and uneventful, but, Jiang Cheng, remember, your emotions must always be surging."
After she finished speaking, tears welled up in Zhao Xuerou's eyes again. She cried so hard that Jiang Cheng's shirt was completely soaked, but she didn't care. She just gripped his shirt tightly, her thin shoulders trembling from the intense sobs.
Jiang Cheng's hands just hung stiffly at his sides.
Feeling the softness in his arms, Jiang Cheng remained unmoved, or rather, he could not and dared not move.
In the darkness, the light from the building across the street swept across the balcony floor, casting a single glimmer of light throughout the room. Using this sliver of light, Zhao Xuerou gently touched his face, her eyes sparkling as she slightly parted her lips, as if to say something, or perhaps… to do something.
When Jiang Cheng saw Zhao Xuerou's drunken state, a warning bell rang in his heart.
"Something's wrong! Something's not right! This woman...she's fallen in love!"
He was so nervous that his mind went completely blank for a moment.
He didn't know what to do, but he was also very clear that he couldn't just sit and wait to die.
Suddenly, his peripheral vision caught sight of the light switch in the living room next door, and an idea immediately came to him.
I reached out, and with a click, the living room was filled with light again.
Zhao Xuerou stood frozen in place for a full ten seconds, and Jiang Cheng didn't dare to make any move either. The two just stared at each other awkwardly until Zhao Xuerou's face suddenly turned bright red. She jumped up like a boiled shrimp, and punched Jiang Cheng's chest with a mixture of shame and anger: "You have no romance!"
After saying that, Zhao Xuerou got up, straightened her slightly messy collar and the hem of her clothes, and sat back down in the corner of the sofa.
"call……"
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