Indigo pink cheongsam-style sleepwear, loose fit. Maybe the warmth from the shower hadn’t dissipated yet, but as she moved, the hem would occasionally cling to her legs, a sight full of charm in Jiang Chengsi’s eyes.

"Fourth Brother?" Si Qingxiao frowned.

"Hmm?" Jiang Chengsi snapped back to reality, suddenly realizing that Si Qingxiao had squatted beside him with her skirt gathered around her knees. There was a warmth emanating from her, and her eyes were very bright.

She was looking at him with a smile, subtly teasing him, as if every inch of his nerves was being stirred.

"I called you several times, why didn’t you respond? What were you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

Jiang Chengsi calmly slid that box of condoms under her nose, into the bottom layer of his suitcase. His thick-skinned, calm demeanor was probably honed from sneaking snacks in class during school, making sure the teachers couldn’t see through his act.

Every time he sneaked snacks in class, he could disguise it perfectly, without giving away a single hint.

"Then hurry up and take a shower, and get some rest early." Si Qingxiao glanced at his suitcase, "Did Fifth Uncle help you pack? It’s so tidy?"

"It’s okay." Jiang Chengsi took out the things he needed, closed the suitcase, and with a flick of his fingers, scrambled the combination lock, "I’ll go take a shower."

Si Qingxiao didn’t notice anything unusual, considering someone was very good at pretending.

...

While showering, Jiang Chengsi was pondering tonight’s plans. Even if he couldn’t drive off, at the very least, he should make it to the bedroom.

He hadn’t even stepped into Si Qingxiao’s bedroom yet, how could he think of the next steps?

**

When he came out after showering, besides a cup of warm milk on the long table in the living room, the place was already empty. Had she run off again?

Jiang Chengsi bit his teeth in frustration, took out his phone, and sent her a message:

[Are you asleep?]

It’s so early, why not enjoy the moon and count stars together?

Soon the phone vibrated, showing a message: [Not yet, in the workroom.]

Jiang Chengsi knew this was the room where Si Qingxiao was making cheongsams this morning, equipped with a sewing machine, fabric, and even dummy mannequins, akin to a small dress-making workspace. He immediately went upstairs and entered.

The door was open, she was holding two pieces of fabric, comparing them on a mannequin.

A measuring tape hung around her neck, gathering her slightly damp hair.

"Why are you working so late?" Jiang Chengsi spoke out, shutting the door behind him as he entered.

The faint sounds of insects outside were completely blocked out, and the silence inside the workroom enveloped them.

"I promised to make you an outfit, I’m selecting the fabric. What kind of material do you like? I think with the weather getting hot, cotton might be more comfortable." On Si Qingxiao’s worktable, she had laid out seven or eight fabric samples, "Take a look, what do you like?"

Jiang Chengsi seriously picked one.

Si Qingxiao nodded, put away the other fabrics, and heard the person behind her say, "To make clothes for me, wouldn’t you need to measure my body dimensions?"

Actually, the outfit he wore at the club’s opening was very fitting, because it was winter, the coat needed extra layers underneath to stay warm, so a bit of looseness was normal.

So at that time, Si Qingxiao only estimated the measurements, but with the weather heating up, clothes needed to be well-fitting to look good.

Given a definite plan, in certain aspects, she was not only strict with Tang Wan but also very exacting with herself, so she said:

"Alright, let me measure your dimensions."

As she packed away the fabric, she turned around to see Jiang Chengsi loosening the tightly fastened belt on his waist. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

He had just showered and was wearing something like a robe-style sleepwear.

This robe top had no buttons, held together by just a belt, and once loosened, the neckline slipped down, revealing a patch of skin on his chest. In this dress-making workspace, the lighting was particularly bright.

She could even clearly see the contours of his abdominal muscles.

"Wha... what are you doing?"

"Aren’t we measuring for precision?"

"You don’t need to undress for that."

"Really don’t need to?" Jiang Chengsi noticed the hint of redness on her ears and curled his lips into a smile.

"Really don’t." Si Qingxiao herself felt a bit warm, lowered her eyes, raised her hands to pull out the soft tape measure from around her neck, and walked up to him.

She lowered her gaze, didn’t dare make eye contact, yet despite saying there was no need to undress, he hadn’t pulled his clothes together, remaining slightly open, and from this angle, she could just see his abdominal muscles.

Jiang Chengsi wasn’t a fitness enthusiast, his muscles weren’t exaggerated, not even the supposed clear eight-pack abs, but they expanded and contracted with his breathing, the contours were distinct.

"Don’t move." Si Qingxiao straightened the tape measure, first measuring his shoulders and neck.