At this moment, breathing was still heavy and heart beating fast, yet he was still relentless, asking for another nickname.
Meanwhile, from afar, a conversation could suddenly be heard...
"This is the sour plum juice ordered by the guest in room 203, along with this plate of shrimp paste..."
"Someone's coming." Si Qingxiao was a bit anxious, but she couldn't break free from their current posture.
Having heard her call him "Fourth Brother", Jiang Chengsi was already satisfied and hadn't expected any other nickname; in fact, he found "Fourth Brother" quite endearing and was originally ready to let go.
Unexpectedly, Si Qingxiao suddenly pulled at the front of his shirt, standing on tiptoe to lean in closer...
Due to her forceful movement, her lips brushed past his ear, causing his heart to tremble.
Then he heard her softly call out, gently and tenderly:
"Ah... Asi."
Her lips were warm.
