The closer she got to the unit where Zhang Anren lived, the slower Jiang Nansun's steps became. By the time she could see into the room, she was frozen in place.

Well, Zhang Anren's apartment was on the ground floor, so Chen Cheng didn't even need to borrow a vantage point from a neighbor; standing in the residential complex's garden, one could see inside clearly.

Chen Cheng watched her adjust her baseball cap, the corners of his mouth curling up as he stepped forward and put an arm around her shoulders.

"What are you panicking about?" He pointed to a rest bench not far away. "Let's go sit there for a while."

Jiang Nansun nodded nervously.

Before they even reached the rest bench, taking advantage of the angle that faced directly into Zhang Anren's living room, Jiang Nansun couldn't help but steal a glance inside.

She immediately saw Zhang Anren and Yuan Yuan sitting on the sofa, watching TV with their shoulders touching.

Her face instantly fell.

The two in the room were shoulder to shoulder, the atmosphere thick with ambiguity.

Chen Cheng held Jiang Nansun and sat down on a rest bench slightly to the side, outside Zhang Anren's living room.

Jiang Nansun was held by Chen Cheng like a marionette; to outsiders, they looked exactly like a young couple in love.

After sitting down, Chen Cheng's hand rested naturally on Jiang Nansun's waist.

He turned his head and asked her, "Have you been here before?"

Jiang Nansun nodded faintly, "Mm~"

"Oh~"

Hearing the slight coldness in Chen Cheng's tone, Jiang Nansun hurriedly explained, "I haven't lived here, I've just been here."

Chen Cheng's lips curled slightly. My damn charm.

He raised an eyebrow and continued, "What do you think those two are thinking about right now?"

Jiang Nansun blinked, her face turning red instantly. She lowered her head, looking very shy. "How would I know?"

Seeing her shy expression, Chen Cheng knew she was imagining the prelude to a steamy movie.

Suppressing a smile, he asked, "Hey, when you and Zhu Suosuo sleep in the same bed at night, what do you talk about?"

"Do you watch movies?"

"Just gossip, what else do girls talk about?" Jiang Nansun thought for a moment and said casually, "Occasionally we watch movies or TV together."

The two of them sat chatting on the outdoor bench in the middle of winter.

I don't know how much time passed, but Chen Cheng watched the two in the room, who still hadn't made a move, and felt a bit bored.

He raised his hand to check his watch; it was almost Eleven o'clock...

Zhang Anren was really twisted; he'd already let her move in, yet he still wasn't making a move.

Waiting until midnight to turn into a Big Big Wolf?

Chen Cheng lowered his arm and looked back into the room.

Suddenly seeing the unit door, an idea popped into his head.

He turned to Jiang Nansun and said, "Wait here, I'll be right back."

"Huh?" Jiang Nansun was stunned and immediately grabbed Chen Cheng's hand. "Where are you going?"

Chen Cheng smiled and affectionately patted her head. "Don't worry, I'll be back in a minute."

Jiang Nansun blushed at his affectionate gesture and looked around vigilantly, afraid of being seen, like a thief.

Seeing that it was quiet all around and there was no one there, she felt a little relieved.

"Alright then, but be quick."

Chen Cheng's mouth curled upward uncontrollably as he turned and entered the unit door.

He scanned the hallway and quickly found the power distribution box.

With a devilish smile on his face, he walked over, opened the distribution box, and spotted Zhang Anren's unit number at a glance.

The room suddenly plunged into darkness, and Yuan Yuan and Zhang Anren, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV, were startled.

Zhang Anren was the first to recover. He turned to look outside, saw that the lights in the building opposite were still on, and comforted his ex-girlfriend, "It must have tripped a breaker. I'll go reset it."

Yuan Yuan blinked and reached out to grab Zhang Anren, who was about to get up.

She used quite a bit of force, and Zhang Anren fell back onto the sofa.

Yuan Yuan swung her leg over and sat astride Zhang Anren's lap.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and said in a sweet, coquettish voice:

"Brother Anren, I've missed you."

The hot breath hit Zhang Anren's face, and the long-suppressed desire in his heart was completely ignited.

His hands climbed onto Yuan Yuan's willow-thin waist unconsciously, and he kissed the red lips that were leaning in.

Outside, Chen Cheng stood at the second-floor stairwell, looking down at his watch. Seeing the minute hand make a full circle and no one coming out of the room, he knew it had worked.

His lips curled up slightly as he walked down the stairs and reset the switch on the electric meter.

Then, he walked out of the unit door in a leisurely manner.

Some things, if neither side is proactive, need a catalyst.

Chen Cheng, that bad boy, had created the fuse to ignite the ambiguity for the two in the room.

Seeing Chen Cheng return, Jiang Nansun withdrew her gaze, stood up, and said in a somewhat cold tone, "Let's go."

The power outage in the room had initially startled Jiang Nansun, even making her pull down the brim of her baseball cap in surprise.

Who knew that when the lights in the room came back on, she would see Zhang Anren carrying Yuan Yuan, kissing her as they walked toward the bedroom.

Chen Cheng turned and glanced. By the bright light in the living room, in the bedroom, the shadows of the two half-kneeling on the bed, quickly taking off each other's clothes, were cast on the glass window—it couldn't have been clearer.

Chen Cheng's lips curled up, and he muttered grumpily, "Seriously, no public morality at all. They don't even know how to close the curtains."

"It's so embarrassing, let's go quickly." Saying this, Scum Cheng happily took Jiang Nansun's hand and walked toward where the car was parked.

Jiang Nansun was led away by him, panting heavily; she was clearly very angry.

When they reached the passenger side, Jiang Nansun stopped for some reason and made no move to get into the car.

Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow and said, "Get in, what are you standing there for?"

Chen Cheng's familiar, clear voice rang out in the quiet air.

It was like a drop of glacial meltwater dripping into the parched fields of Jiang Nansun's heart.

Jiang Nansun came back to her senses and looked at the Great Handsome Guy who was leaning against the car door, watching her.

She bit her lip and walked quickly toward him.

Grabbing the collar of Chen Cheng's coat, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

Chen Cheng reacted extremely quickly, wrapping his arms around her willow waist and lifting her up to give her a comfortable height, enthusiastically guiding the little cabbage Jiang Nansun.

There was no helping it; the height difference between them was quite significant, and kissing while standing on tiptoes or bending down was very uncomfortable.

Jiang Nansun naturally wrapped her legs around Chen Cheng's sturdy waist.

They gave and took from each other passionately.

Jiang Nansun's kissing technique was a bit too raw, and she was constantly being guided by Chen Cheng.

I don't know how long it had been before the two separated, faces flushed red.

They looked at each other at close range.

Both saw desire in the other's eyes.

Chen Cheng looked into her bright eyes with a smile and asked indifferently, "Go home or go to a hotel?"

In an instant, Jiang Nansun's face turned even redder. She didn't dare to look directly into his deep eyes, tightened her arms around his neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and replied in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"For the first time, I don't want to be in a hotel."