Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Jiang Cheng strode over and gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. The touch in his arms was real, warm, and carried a faint scent of perfume. Not an elf. He was hers.

Chloe turned her head to look at him, her blue-gray eyes filled with laughter: "I love anywhere with you." Jiang Cheng lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "That's good."

He spoke in English, his voice low and tinged with amusement, before turning his face to press it against Chloe's cheek.

Upon receiving the signal, Chloe proactively brought her lips to Jiang Cheng's.

Seeing the two of them getting intimate by the glass window, Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan, who had just walked in, were both stunned.

The two stood in the center of the living room, watching this scene. They looked at each other but said nothing.

But a subtle feeling had already quietly emerged in my heart.

Just now at the airport, when that woman named An Xin appeared, they were allies who shared the same plight.

Now that Anxin is gone, only Chloe remains.

This French woman looks like an elf straight out of a movie.

She's so beautiful she doesn't look real.

Chen Jiaxue pursed her lips and gently tugged at Zhao Yihan's sleeve.

Zhao Yihan understood, and the two tacitly held each other's hands.

They don't have Chloe, that's for sure.

But they won because of sheer numbers.

Although both of them were a little suffocated by Jiang Cheng and Chloe's passionate kiss.

However, they all tacitly agreed not to leave.

A few minutes later, just as Jiang Cheng was thinking of washing up, he remembered that Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan were still in the room. He turned his head and saw the two of them standing in the middle of the living room, like two little deer who had wandered into a fairyland, looking around, wanting to touch them but not daring to.

"What are you standing there for?" Jiang Cheng released Chloe, walked over and put his arms around both women, one on each side. He raised his chin and pointed upstairs: "There are plenty of rooms, you can choose for yourselves. There should be four bedrooms here, see which one you like."

Holding Jiang Cheng, Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan exchanged a glance and immediately seized the opportunity, their bodies going limp as they gently leaned into Jiang Cheng's arms.

“President Jiang,” Zhao Yihan spoke first, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Jiang Cheng, “Jiaxue and I can share a room.” Chen Jiaxue immediately chimed in, “Yes, yes, we’re close friends, we can share a blanket and even use the same toothbrush, so sharing a room is fine, it’s no trouble at all!”

After she finished speaking, she winked at Jiang Cheng.

Wow. Although I was stunned by Chloe's elfin beauty just now, having two girls in flight attendant uniforms pressed against my arms right now feels like a completely different scene.

If Chloe is an elf princess straight out of The Lord of the Rings, then Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan are like American-style school cheerleading captains from Fast & Furious.

They don't possess that unapproachable ethereal quality, but rather a genuine, vibrant, and approachable liveliness.

The dark blue flight attendant uniform accentuated her curves, and the small scarf tied at her neckline swayed gently with her breath.

The skirt hem was an inch above the knee, covering her straight and slender legs, and the black stockings gleamed faintly under the light.

The two of them deliberately pressed themselves against him, one on each side, their bodies so soft they seemed boneless, gently rubbing against him.

Especially Zhao Yihan, the dairy cow.

While speaking, he leaned forward slightly, almost imperceptibly.

The collar of her uniform was directly in his line of sight, and the white shirt underneath was buttoned up tightly, but the more it was buttoned up, the more it made him want to...

Although Chen Jiaxue wasn't particularly voluptuous, the subtle friction and her winking gestures still gave her a very pregnant look.

Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered a phrase—isn't this just the everyday life of ordinary people?

Jiang Cheng looked down at them.

He understood the meaning in the eyes of the two women at a glance.

Jiang Cheng remembered that last time he had to use the Boundless Feeding skill for the two girls to cooperate and finish the whole meal.

Have you already experienced the benefits of sharing the food after only feeding it once?

Isn't this a bit too easy?

Jiang Cheng's lips curled up slightly.

These two girls are quite clever.

Knowing Chloe was there and that the competition was fierce, they decided to stick together and use their "sisterly bond" to try and get more opportunities to spend time together.

To be honest, he was just thinking about how to use this kind of card that uses retreat as a strategy to advance.

Although these two girls already have experience working together, this card is unconventional and not every girl can accept it.

But their initiative is a good start...

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's lips instantly curled into a smile.

“There are plenty of rooms, no need to squeeze in.” Jiang Cheng looked down at them. “But since you want to stay together, then so be it, or… the three of us can squeeze in.”

Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan's smiles instantly widened.

"Young Master Jiang, don't worry, we'll sleep on either side of you tonight. We'll be good and won't make you feel cramped..."

"Exactly, neither of us is fat, and this hotel's two-meter-wide bed is big enough for the three of us to sleep in..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng casually joked, "What are you saying? How can it be comfortable if it's not a little crowded..."

"Ugh, Young Master Jiang, you're so annoying..."

"That's right, so please don't be too harsh later..."

Seeing the two women chattering and flirting around Jiang Cheng, Chloe, who was standing by the window, frowned.

Although from the moment she was by Jiang Cheng's side, she knew that this man did not belong to her.

But at this moment, looking at Jiang Cheng's gaze towards the two flight attendants, she saw a smile, a doting look, and a warmth that was unfamiliar to her.

That temperature, just now, was still hers in front of the French windows.

But now, it no longer belongs to me.

Chloe's fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her skirt.

She couldn't understand Chinese and didn't know what they were saying to Jiang Cheng, but she knew it was mostly flattery and vying for his favor.

You can tell just by looking at the two women's charming smiles and their sticky eyes.