Dating should happen after get off work.

"I think you're just a lecherous womanizer."

Jiang Sheng used his waist and arms to lift Jiang Qingyue up and throw her onto the bed amidst the girl's gasp.

Jiang Qingyue lay down on the bed, cupped her chin in her hands, and smiled as she looked at Jiang Sheng, praising, "So fierce!"

"Why pretend to be a maid?" Jiang Sheng glanced at Jiang Qingyue on the bed.

"It's not pretending, it's part of my dowry." The girl smiled, her legs swinging up and down like kicking water. "Today, I'm your personal maid."

Jiang Qingyue could not possibly be a maid.

As Jiang's mother's carefully cultivated assistant, he completed the work that should have been done by him during Jiang Sheng's "runaway from home" time.

She was like Jiang Sheng's "tail".

Like a little fox, she would always follow him with a smile, but would quietly slip away just when he tried to reach out and hug her.

"What is Jiang Qingyue thinking?" This is a universal question—no one knows, and Jiang Sheng is no exception.

The two grew up together from the age of six, and in their innocent and ignorant youth, they experienced every activity they could.

As she gets older, it's impossible to know what Jiang Qingyue is thinking, but now all she sees is him.

"Honey, you're amazing! You brought three home in one go."

Jiang Qingyue stood up with a smile and came to Jiang Sheng. She wrapped her arms around his waist and smelled his scent.

"It's just a friend coming to visit."

"Is that girl with the ponytail also one?"

The girl with the ponytail? Li Youhe?

"What's wrong with her?" Jiang Sheng asked casually.

"You see a different look in her eyes." Jiang Qingyue pressed her forehead against Jiang Sheng's chest and closed her eyes. "Some things can be said even if you cover your mouth, you can tell from your eyes."

"My God." Jiang Sheng reached out and pinched the girl's cheek, feigning surprise. "Someone whose mind is full of yellow paint can actually say something like that."

Then his wrist was grabbed.

Jiang Qingyue held her finger in her mouth like a candy, pressed her body even closer, and the emotion in her eyes was so intense it was almost tangible.

She looked up and reached out to cup Jiang Sheng's cheeks.

"Are you going to marry one of the three of them?"

"I'm not getting married," Jiang Sheng said, wiping the drool off his fingers with the other person's collar.

"Do you need my help?"

"So kind of you?"

"Of course," Jiang Qingyue said, narrowing her eyes. "It's all for my dear."

"Tell me, how do you plan to help?" Jiang Sheng asked, somewhat intrigued.

It was then that I realized that having a comrade-in-arms on the same side seemed like a good thing when facing "unfair" treatment at home.

Jiang Qingyue took Jiang Sheng's hand and placed it on her lower abdomen. She stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and whispered in Jiang Sheng's ear:

"If we have a child, you won't have to get married."

"?"

Seemingly enjoying Jiang Sheng's astonished expression, Jiang Qingyue pushed him against the wardrobe with a little force and tilted her head up to kiss his chin.

"Even if I'm pregnant with your child, I still can't marry you," Jiang Qingyue said gently. "Because I'm the 'servant' you picked up and raised."

"Once I get pregnant with your child, they won't have time to pressure you to get married."

Jiang Sheng grabbed Jiang Qingyue's shoulder, quickly creating distance between them, and looked at her with a serious expression.

"What era are we living in? Why are you still doing this?" he said. "You're family, not a servant. Is this a rule my parents set? I'll go talk to them."

When Jiang Sheng looked at her expression again, he found that Jiang Qingyue's smile had become even more radiant, and her eyes seemed to be brimming with hearts.

"But this is exactly what I want. You can treat me like a servant, treat me with all you want, and don't feel any pressure."

"?"

"Darling," she said, biting her lower lip, "I can't hold back anymore."

Why can't I help it?

Hold it in!

But as it turned out, Jiang Sheng underestimated Jiang Qingyue. Her maid outfit didn't seem to be the proper kind. There was a tie at the back, and with just a gentle pull, the whole outfit would fall to the ground easily.

The midday sun shone through the window into the room and onto her body, making her look like a goddess statue bathed in light.

When was the last time Jiang Sheng saw Jiang Qingyue's body? Jiang Sheng couldn't remember.

But that's not the worst part.

Jiang Sheng could faintly hear voices and footsteps coming from outside the door, like an alarm clock set for work, which would become clearer and louder as time went on after it rang at first.

Someone's coming!

No matter how skilled he was, he couldn't get dressed properly without Jiang Qingyue's cooperation. Besides, in those few seconds of stunned silence, his jeans had already been taken off.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Sheng opened the wardrobe behind him and threw the clothes on the ground, along with Jiang Qingyue herself, inside.

Gritting his teeth, he finally crawled inside himself.

Fortunately, the wardrobe was spacious enough to accommodate two people.

Having fled in haste, Jiang Qingyue sat against the corner of the wardrobe, exhaling a soft breath.

Jiang Sheng was on his hands and feet, in a crawling position, his body low to the ground, and when he looked up, he could see the girl's charming face.

"This guy must be insane."

Jiang Sheng cursed inwardly.

Because Jiang Qingyue didn't care about her current situation and the terrible circumstances, she squinted and opened her arms to Jiang Sheng, making a gesture of "begging for a hug".

Almost ten seconds after the two hid in the closet, the door to the room opened, and Jiang's mother's voice came through.

"This is Jiang Sheng's old room."

"Wow!" Xia Xiaoman exclaimed.

"Sorry to bother you." This was Xiaolu's weak voice.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed outside the wardrobe. The room was large and had a separate bathroom. Because it had been uninhabited for many years, apart from basic living facilities, there were only some photos of Jiang Sheng from his childhood and some trophies.

Jiang Sheng swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the wardrobe door, his mind racing.

He was calm, rational, and sensible, knowing that for whatever reason, it was best not to reveal himself at this moment.

Until Jiang Qingyue in front of him opened her arms and hugged his neck, her hot breath like magma, as if to melt the entire wardrobe.

"So you like this kind of game."

Jiang Sheng glared at her and mouthed, clearly saying "Shut up."

My head is throbbing badly.

Jiang Sheng felt that he wasn't as calm, rational, or sensible as he had imagined.

Just as Jiang Qingyue said, he is very excited now.

His mother and female friend were outside, while he was in an ambiguous position with a girl who was willing to give everything for him in the closet.

"I must be crazy."

Jiang Sheng cursed himself in his heart.

"By the way, do you guys want to see pictures of Jiang Sheng wearing open-crotch pants? He's so cute!"

Outside the door, Jiang's mother suddenly said something.

Then came two different but firm "Yes!" statements.

If Jiang Sheng remembers correctly, his childhood photos are kept in... the wardrobe?

Footsteps drew closer.

Jiang Sheng panicked.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingyue suddenly exerted her strength and pulled Jiang Sheng into her arms, covering his face with her chest. No matter how you looked at it, the posture looked like he was pouncing on Jiang Qingyue.

"Whoosh—"

The cabinet door opened, and Jiang Sheng turned around in despair, meeting his mother's visibly dumbfounded gaze.

Jiang Qingyue leaned against the corner, smiling as she hugged Jiang Sheng and waved to Jiang's mother, acting as if nothing had happened.

one second.

two seconds.

"Whoosh—"

The cabinet door slammed shut even faster than it opened.

Jiang's mother clapped her hands, her smile and voice sounding extremely unnatural:

"I remember now, the photo album seems to be in my room. Let's go."

Then I heard two different but obedient "okay"s.

After the footsteps faded away and a while later, making sure no one was returning, Jiang Sheng immediately opened the cabinet door and escaped. He then immediately went forward and locked the room door from the inside.

After doing all this, I realized that my back was already soaked with sweat.

"That was so exciting!" Jiang Qingyue hugged her chest and walked out with a smile.

"Put your clothes on properly!"

Jiang Sheng rubbed his forehead and let out a long sigh.

So, how should I explain this to my mother?

"Since we've already been discovered, let's continue." Jiang Qingyue lay on the bed, covering herself with the blanket, only her flushed cheeks showing. "Or should I be the spoilsport and leave me here?"

"You're such a pervert."

"uh-huh."

As Jiang Sheng took off his clothes, he said, "Luckily, so did I."

After saying that, he leaped up with a fish-like leap, much to the girl's surprise.

Anyway, it's been discovered.

It should be said.

Anyway, it's not the first time they've been caught.