My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

Su Ming stood there, motionless, like a statue.

Qiu Tong's hands roamed over his body, the warm touch sending waves of heat through her palms, making her heart race.

She didn't dare look at him, she could only concentrate on washing, washing, washing...

Finally, the washing is finished.

She turned off the water, took a towel, and dried him off. Then, supporting him, she helped him stagger out of the bathroom, into the bedroom, and got him clean clothes and pants, which he changed into without hesitation.

She laid him down on the bamboo mat and covered him with a thin blanket.

After lying down, Su Ming turned over, mumbled something, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Qiu Tong stood by the bed, looking down at him.

He was sleeping soundly, his brow slightly furrowed, as if he were dreaming. Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft shadows on his face.

She suddenly remembered his words, "You're so kind, cousin-in-law," the unexpected hug, and the warmth of his body against hers...

And just now, that brief hug I gave myself.

She sighed softly, bent down, and brushed a strand of wet hair from his forehead.

Then she straightened up, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, gently closing the door behind her.

The living room was quiet, with only the occasional sound of cars coming from outside the window. She leaned against the door, closed her eyes, and placed her hand on her chest, feeling her still-pounding heart.

In the bathroom, the showerhead was still dripping water, "drip, drip," which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Like the sound of a heartbeat.

Qiu Tong bit her red lips lightly, her cheeks burning.

This is terrible! All she can think about is Su Ming's muscular body...

After catching her breath in the living room for a while, she went into the bedroom, took out clean underwear, and then went back into the bathroom to take another refreshing shower before returning to her bedroom to sleep.

She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, her mind filled with images of Su Ming taking a shower. She didn't know how long she endured this torment before finally falling asleep.

Su Ming slept until after 10 a.m. the next morning before waking up.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a golden line on the floor. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, about to turn over, when suddenly he smelled a delicious aroma—the aroma of noodles, the fresh scent of scallions mixed with the salty fragrance of soy sauce, making his stomach rumble.

He took a deep breath, still lying in bed, his mind hazy as he thought: "My cousin's wife's breakfast smells so good."

But the next second, he suddenly sat up.

Looking down, I was stunned.

She was wearing a loose nightgown and a pair of beach shorts.

He never wears pajamas to bed normally, at most he wears a pair of beach shorts and goes shirtless. But now, he's wearing his pajamas neatly, and his beach shorts are also on properly, even buttoned up.

Clearly, someone helped him put it on.

Su Ming's mind went blank for a moment, and fragments of last night's events flashed through his mind like a movie.

He got drunk, vomited, and his cousin-in-law helped him into the bathroom...

It looks like it was flushed?

He pulled down his beach shorts, looked down, and his face instantly turned red to the roots of his neck.

The leggings underneath were also changed to new ones.

So, your cousin's wife saw everything?

He repeatedly pulled down his beach shorts to check them, making sure he wasn't mistaken, his mind racing in a panic. Oh no, this is utterly embarrassing! He's a grown man, and someone's seen him completely naked—how can he ever face her again?

Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Qiu Tong stood at the door, holding a bowl of steaming noodles. She saw Su Ming's appearance—head down, tugging at his waistband, looking nervously inside—and paused for a moment before bursting out laughing.

"What's so interesting?" She glanced at him irritably and said reproachfully, "You were so drunk last night, what could I possibly do to you?"

Su Ming's face turned even redder, as red as a boiled shrimp. He hurriedly let go of her hand and stammered, "Sister-in-law, I...I didn't mean that..."

Qiu Tong walked to the bedside, placed the noodles on the bedside table, then crossed her arms, tilted her head to look at him, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

"Then why do you look so nervous? What are you worried about?" She deliberately dragged out her words, "Afraid of losing your virginity?"

Su Ming was so taken aback by her words that he almost choked, waving his hands repeatedly, "No, no! I didn't mean that!"

Qiu Tong smiled, a smile tinged with amusement. She walked to the bedside, squatted down in front of him, and curiously examined him. Her beautiful eyes scanned his face, making him feel uneasy.

After a long pause, she finally spoke, her tone serious: "So, your cousin-in-law is asking you, did you sleep with Yang Tian or not?"

Su Ming was stunned.

He looked at his cousin's wife's face so close to his, at her eyes that seemed to see right through him, and felt a surge of panic. He lowered his head, his face flushed, and shook his head: "No."

Qiu Tong burst out laughing, her laughter shaking her whole body.

"So, you've never been with a woman?" she asked again after she had finished laughing.

Su Ming's face turned even redder, so red it looked like it was about to bleed. He didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only lower his head and remain silent.

Seeing his anxious expression, Qiu Tong's smile deepened. She gently nudged his shoulder, her tone softening, almost like coaxing a child: "Alright, alright, get up and have breakfast. I think you don't need to go to work today. Come with me to the street later, your cousin-in-law will buy you a couple of decent outfits."

Upon hearing this, Su Ming abruptly raised his head and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table: 9:45!

He panicked, scrambling out of bed and frantically searching for clothes: "No, no! I have things to do today, I have to go to work!"

He thought to himself that it wouldn't be appropriate to skip work or take leave on the very first day he started dating Lin Shumei. That woman was already quite calculating; if she thought he was being difficult, it would be troublesome.

Seeing his anxious and flustered state, Qiu Tong shook her head and didn't try to persuade him any further.

Su Ming quickly put on his work clothes, went to the kitchen, and washed up. When he came out, his hair was still dripping wet, but he didn't bother to wipe it. He picked up the bowl of noodles, slurped it down in a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and ran outside.

"Sister-in-law, I'm leaving!" he said, and then disappeared out the door.

Qiu Tong stood in the living room, listening to the hurried footsteps in the hallway gradually fade away, and a bitter smile slowly appeared on her lips.

That kid runs faster than a rabbit.

She looked down at the outfit she had just changed into: a light pink, fitted dress with a neckline that was just right—she had originally wanted him to give her some advice.

Forget it, I won't show it to him!

She sighed, turned and went into the bedroom to start tidying up the pile of dirty clothes he had changed out of.

When Su Ming arrived at the warehouse, it was already past ten o'clock.

As soon as he entered the receiving area, he saw Tian Jing standing next to the shelf, holding a stack of documents and checking something with her head down. Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on her slightly plump figure and bathing her in a warm glow.

Hearing footsteps, Tian Jing looked up and saw it was him. Her eyes lit up, but then she frowned.

"Why are you so late?" She put down the receipt, walked quickly over, looked him up and down, her eyes full of concern. "Were you too tired yesterday?"