The smell of alcohol, mixed with warmth, gently blew over, making her face flush red.
"Hmm, I won't move..." Jiang Chengsi nodded in agreement.
The elevator quickly arrived, and the manager escorted the two to the room door, "Miss Si, if you need anything, just call the front desk from the room phone; I'll be leaving now."
As the manager spoke, he made a hurried exit from this troublesome place.
Scary!
He had worked with Jiang Chengsi for some years, yet this was the first time he'd seen him clinging to someone like this; it was unbearable to watch.
Si Qingxiao was amused yet helpless; she should be the embarrassed one, why was the manager blushing instead?
...
As soon as the door opened, a faint fragrance of roses wafted in. The room was unlit, with only a few scented candles flickering due to the slight breeze as she opened the door.
The room suddenly became enchanting, as if filled with myriad charms.
