Chapter 5

Jiang Cheng's thoughts were drifting.

Su Manyao stood up.

Then she left her seat, went around, and walked to stand before him.

A delicate, fresh fragrance wafted over.

Looking at her gaze, the aloof Yujie's eyes, contemptuous yet burning, fixed on him.

Jiang Cheng recognized this gaze; it was the kind a female demon in TV dramas has when she's about to eat someone.

Then, from the slit of Su Manyao's long dress a snow-white leg stretched out, her high heel stepping on the sofa, and to push with force she shoved the sofa aside.

Then she walked to stand before him, her high-heeled foot landing beside his thigh.

She leaned her body over, looking down at him from above.

What are you doing? For a moment Jiang Cheng felt a little scared.

He recalled a line: "Don't speak, kiss me!"

However.

The next second.

Two lips, gentle as a dragonfly touching water, met and parted instantly.

Jiang Cheng's mind exploded! "How about it, little brother, do you like how the sister treats you?"

Su Manyao reached out and lifted Jiang Cheng's chin; her icy, beautiful face flushed slightly, but her tone seemed as if everything was under her control.

Enchantress!

Jiang Cheng's head was still buzzing.

When had he ever experienced such a scene? His thoughts hadn't caught up yet.

Su Manyao suddenly turned, hooked her bag, and left the booth directly.

"She's leaving."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The Su Manyao walking ahead suddenly stopped her high-heeled steps, looked back with a smile, and said, "Of course we're doing what couples should do."

Jiang Cheng followed nervously, yet also felt terribly excited.

He just didn't know how his brothers would react if they found out.

……

If they stayed longer in the café, Su Manyao herself couldn't hold out.

Earlier, not knowing the other person was her brother's roommate, their chat had been so cheesy it was practically social suicide.

But Su Manyao never yields; she's the type who, even if it's XX, would still be on top.

Anyway, things have come to this point; the college student she's been stringing along is her brother's roommate.

If she doesn't get a handle on this, living twenty-eight years would be for nothing.

Moreover, if it got out it would be embarrassing; better to just turn raw rice into cooked rice! So Su Manyao threw caution to the wind—she'd gone twenty-eight years without dating, never knowing what a man tastes like.

Today, just trying it out—what's wrong with giving her first kiss to the young college student who's her brother's roommate? Leaving the café, Su Manyao forcibly brought Jiang Cheng to the pedestrian street and bought two outfits.

"This is your boyfriend, right? He's incredibly handsome—you two are a perfect match, talent and beauty."

"You and your boyfriend are the most beautiful and handsome couple I've seen in all my time working here."

In a light-luxury store, several sales clerks gathered around Su Manyao and Jiang Cheng, speaking sincerely.

They could tell the one paying was definitely Su Manyao from her demeanor, but their praise was also genuine.

Su Manyao wore a faint smile; her surface was breezy and aloof, which is her nature.

Yet inside she felt a certain indescribable delight.

A twenty-eight-year-old woman is no longer an eighteen-year-old naive girl; she naturally understands her own charm deeply.

As the saying goes, a twenty-eight-year-old woman is the most alluring age.

Why?

Because she already knows what a woman's charm is, and she knows where her own charm lies.

Even an unconscious gesture of tossing her hair is full of allure, something no girl can match. Looking at Jiang Cheng, tall and handsome, a sunny young man.

A perfect older-sister/younger-brother romance, a perfect match! "Here, here, here—pack it all up and send it to the school."

Su Manyao settled it with a few words, swiping the card for 82,000.

It wasn't too over the top, and there was no TV-drama-style scene of "don't want this, don't want that, pack the rest."

Jiang Cheng had no chance to interject; everything had been arranged clearly for him.

Wearing a light-luxury T-shirt with casual pants and a pair of freshly matched canvas shoes, he was nothing but handsome.

Seeing the delivery address, those sales clerks could barely contain themselves—this beauty wasn't human, and her boyfriend turned out to be a top student from Modu Daxue.

Envy followed them out of the luxury store.

Su Manyao was also in a bind, wondering what to do next; she'd never dated, didn't know what couples should do! But the doctor had advised her she needed a boyfriend, and also needed a boyfriend to handle unnecessary hassles in life and work.

Normally, planning what to do on a date would be the guy's job, but seeing the handsome Jiang Cheng, Su Manyao thought better of it—my brother, I'm in charge, I won't bully him.

The two came downstairs, and Su Manyao naturally linked her arm with Jiang Cheng's.

Jiang Cheng felt the sensation from her arm; his arm felt slightly stiff.

He wondered, is this really okay?

…

Earlier, at the flower shop, when she asked Jiang Cheng for the girl named Weiwei, she was still angry.

From time to time she complained to her two female companions who were in the same line of work.

"On what grounds? You say he's qualified on what basis?"

"Where am I lacking?"

"Look, isn't that the guy from just now?" her best friend suddenly shouted.

The girl looked up and saw Su Manyao, elegant and impossibly beautiful, holding Jiang Cheng's arm beside him.

The girl froze; at this moment she finally understood why that guy had just rejected her—if she were given another chance to choose, she definitely wouldn't have the courage to ask for his WeChat again.

……

Su Manyao held Jiang Cheng's arm after a round of aimless wandering.

Besides, I don't know why, the awkwardness and stiffness between Jiang Cheng and Su Manyao seemed to have disappeared.

"Look, there's a private cinema over there."

Passing a private cinema, Su Manyao grabbed Jiang Cheng's arm and said, "If you're not busy with anything else, how about we go see a movie?"

Jiang Cheng agreed, but in his heart he wondered, "Is this aloof Yujie suffering from some serious illness?"

Or maybe she's serious? Watching movies—whether watching TV dramas or reading novels, couples can't go without watching movies.

Therefore, for Su Manyao, a novice in love, it's completely normal for couples to watch movies.

It's just that she had never been to a private cinema before and didn't realize that a so-called private cinema isn't just for watching movies.

That's a place for making out.

So when the two entered the private cinema, the owner, upon seeing Su Manyao's face, was completely dumbfounded.

What merit or ability do I, a tiny private cinema, have to allow such a peerless beauty to start a war in such a humble place?!

The owner couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Su Manyao's aura is something no ordinary woman can imitate; this kind of aura cannot be faked! Whether it's a noble lady, a beautiful young married woman, or a youthful maiden, they all have to step aside before this woman.

How could such a woman follow a guy to this kind of place to make out? And look at Jiang Cheng—a handsome, sunny young man, not some yellow-haired punk either! "Boss, is there no room left here?"

Seeing the owner dazed, Su Manyao asked, her expression unchanged, still as aloof as ever.

"Yes yes yes." The owner hurriedly made arrangements.

Soon after, the owner had arranged everything, led the two to a room's door, and let Su Manyao and Jiang Cheng enter.

The room had a double reclining sofa! The backrest could be adjusted to any angle and reclining position.

The whole room was in pink tones, a secret space most girls wouldn't dislike.

(End of chapter)