168: Xiao Feng...are you asleep?
The lingering warmth of the summer night had not completely dissipated, and the room was filled with the faint scent of gardenias and a sweet, coppery smell.
Moonlight, like a thin veil, streamed through the gaps in the curtains, scattering an irregular patch of light on the floor, where dust motes danced in the light beam.
“Creak—”
The door was pushed open a crack, and a faint light from outside seeped in, casting a long, slender shadow on the floor.
Jiang Feng’s heart skipped a beat, like a lake struck by a stone, rippling outwards…...
He swiftly pulled the quilt, his movements as quick as a gust of wind, completely covering Zheng Yiyun’s entire body, not even a single hair was exposed…...
Only his upper body remained exposed, his chest gently rising and falling with his even breaths, pretending to be fast asleep.
Fortunately, Zheng Yiyun’s clothes and red-soled high heels were all tossed on the floor on the other side…...
It was a good thing these “incriminating evidences” were hidden in the shadows, otherwise, there would have been no need to pretend to sleep; he would have been exposed immediately…...
He cursed inwardly, Yi Yun Auntie was too unreliable…... She actually forgot to lock the door!
Jiang Feng held his breath, but his ears, like a radar, vigilantly picked up every sound from outside the door.
He held his breath, his eyes slightly narrowed, like a leopard poised to strike, ready to face anything.
His brain raced, calculating various excuses to smooth things over.
From “Auntie wasn’t feeling well, so I was taking care of her” to “Qing Ning, you saw wrong,” all sorts of excuses lined up in his mind…...
Every nerve was taut, even the flow of air seemed clearly audible.
This feeling of dancing on the edge of a cliff made his adrenaline surge…...
He secretly congratulated himself, fortunate that he reacted quickly, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
It was like the moment a roller coaster is about to plunge down a steep slope, his heart suspended in mid-air, both fearful and anticipating what would happen next…...
A slender figure slipped through the crack in the door, her movements as light as a feather landing.
Under the faint moonlight from outside the window, Jiang Feng roughly recognized her as Zhang Qingning.
She was wearing a pink lace nightgown, with delicate lace embroidered on the collar and cuffs, her hair cascaded over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled, like a peach blossom bud about to bloom, carrying a youthful charm.
Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, his tense muscles relaxing slightly.
Although Zhang Qingning was a cold, high-achieving older sister in front of outsiders.
But in front of Jiang Feng, she was just a silly beauty who would blush and her heart would pound, as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, very easy to fool.
As long as his acting was on point, he should be able to get away with it…...
But Jiang Feng still dared not let his guard down.
After all, a girl’s intuition is often very sharp, what is called the sixth sense.
Especially in matters of emotion, it’s even more precise than radar; one careless mistake could reveal a flaw…...
He continued to maintain his sleeping posture, only his peripheral vision secretly observing her movements.
Zhang Qingning tiptoed into the room, like a startled fawn, each step cautious.
Moonlight cascaded over her, outlining her slender, girlish curves, the softness beneath her nightgown subtly rising and falling, like two startled white doves gently trembling, carrying a youthful allure.
Her face held a hint of hesitation and shyness, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, yet her eyes were full of anticipation.
Zhang Qingning’s heart pounded like a little rabbit was trapped inside her, thumping wildly.
She had deliberated for a full hour and a half, tossing and turning in bed unable to sleep, before finally deciding to come find Jiang Feng…...
Ever since her parents passed away, Jiang Feng had been her best playmate, not a relative but closer than one.
She had secretly fallen for this gentle and kind younger brother long ago.
Originally, Zhang Qingning had already considered Jiang Feng as hers, not even putting other girls in her eyes!
Including her younger sister, Zhang Shuya…...
After all, no one could compare to the bond she and Jiang Feng shared, having grown up together since childhood!
When Jiang Feng was little, he always followed her around, calling out, “Sister Qingning, when I grow up, I want to marry you”…...
She had also always considered herself Jiang Feng’s future wife.
So she had always been fearless, waiting for Jiang Feng to express his feelings.
Who would have thought that she was just a bit busy with her Ph.D., spending all her time in the lab…... After Jiang Feng got into university, he actually got a girlfriend named Liu Ruyan!
And that woman even swindled money from him!
This made her both angry and heartbroken!
Angry at Jiang Feng for his poor judgment, and even angrier at herself for not making a move sooner…...
She also felt very guilty; if she had just broken the unspoken barrier with Jiang Feng earlier and taken good care of him…... he wouldn’t have been hurt by a woman like Liu Ruyan!
Until today, she felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart, as if she was about to lose her most precious and important treasure!
Moreover, her sixth sense told her that Aunt Liu probably had an indescribable feeling for Jiang Feng.
Although there was no actual evidence, that kind of gaze couldn’t be faked…...
She also felt very shocked and found it hard to accept, but since there was no evidence, she couldn't say much!
Perhaps, her feelings might be wrong!
However, a woman’s sixth sense is often the most accurate!
So Zhang Qingning’s true purpose tonight was to get closer to Jiang Feng and take the opportunity to express her feelings.
Finally, she would win over Jiang Feng and make him her man!
Zhang Qingning felt that she couldn’t wait any longer; if she waited any longer, the cooked duck would fly away…...
She walked to the bedside, her gaze falling on Jiang Feng’s “sleeping” face.
His long eyelashes cast faint shadows under the moonlight, his nose bridge was small and straight, and the outline of his lips appeared particularly clear in the night.
She gently nudged Jiang Feng’s arm.
A warm sensation came from her fingertips, making her heart beat faster, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz:
“Xiao Feng…... are you asleep?”
Her tone carried a hint of nervousness and anticipation, like a dandelion swaying in the wind.
Zhang Qingning’s palms were sweaty, and after saying this, she nervously bit her lower lip.
She both hoped Jiang Feng would wake up and feared he would be angry if she woke him.
This contradictory feeling made her cheeks flush, even her earlobes turned red.
Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Feng’s reaction, afraid of missing any subtle expression…...
Jiang Feng deliberately pretended to have just woken up, rubbed his eyes, yawned, his voice carrying a hint of laziness and drowsiness, as if he had just emerged from a deep sleep:
“Sister Qingning? It’s so late, why are you here?”
His eyes held just the right amount of confusion, as if he truly didn’t know what was happening.
Jiang Feng secretly felt smug, thinking it was a shame his acting skills weren’t used for movies; he might even win an Best Actor award.
He wanted Zhang Qingning to believe that he had truly been woken up, so he could naturally accept her request without arousing suspicion…...
Jiang Feng could clearly feel Zheng Yiyun’s body stiffen under the quilt; she had obviously been woken by his voice…...
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