Ji Chaozhou’s palms were slightly cool, unlike Cheng Liu’s hands which were always warm. When the two hands were clasped together, their different body temperatures transferred to the other.

Cheng Liu watched as Ji Chaozhou reached into the porcelain jar with his other hand, gently scooping up a clump of white cream with two fingers. He lowered his head to smell it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he slowly applied the clump of white cream from his two fingers to the back of her hand.

“What is this?” Cheng Liu asked. It didn’t look like a medicinal ointment, and she wasn’t injured.

“Hand cream.” Ji Chaozhou lowered his eyes, held Cheng Liu’s hand, and gently spread the white cream evenly on the back of her hand.

He had noticed that Cheng Liu had a hangnail on one of her fingers, so he prepared some hand cream for her.

“Oh.” Cheng Liu watched his movements quietly.

Ji Chaozhou held Cheng Liu’s hands in his, gently massaging the white cream onto her skin with meticulous and tender movements. The cream gradually melted under the combined warmth of their bodies. He ran his fingertips over each of her fingers, lingering and gently massaging the knuckles for a while.

He performed these actions earnestly, without any hidden meaning.

Unfortunately, Young President Cheng, whose mind was filled with lewd thoughts, only felt particularly energetic and vigorous this early morning. She had to admit that her thoughts were quite unhealthy and that she was wrong!

“The other hand,” Ji Chaozhou said after wiping one of her hands.

“I’ll do it myself.” Cheng Liu quickly reached out, scooped up a dollop, smeared it haphazardly on her other hand, and wiped it on perfunctorily.

Ji Chaozhou frowned. He wanted to help her wipe her knuckles and around her nails, but her attempts to dab at it were completely ineffective.

“It’s not like that,” Ji Chaozhou frowned. He pulled Cheng Liu’s hand, turned it to the side, picked up a small clump of white cream, and applied it to her again.

Cheng Liu muttered softly, “This isn’t right, I kind of want to kiss you.”

Ji Chaozhou paused, lifted his long eyelashes, and stared at the person opposite him for a moment before finally asking, “Cheng Liu, are you a pervert?”

Young President Cheng stammered, “I don’t want it either.”

But who could resist having their beloved in front of them like this?

Cheng Liu wasn’t the type to give up easily after encountering setbacks. Seeing that Ji Chaozhou was still willing to rub the hand cream on for her, she asked again, “Then can I kiss you?”

Ji Chaozhou’s brows furrowed with anger, but for some reason, a faint blush rose to the tips of his ears. He said coldly, “No.”

“Oh.”

Cheng Liu stopped speaking, and Ji Chaozhou’s lips pressed into a straight line again.

After wiping her other hand, Ji Chaozhou had just let go of Cheng Liu when she suddenly leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips.

Soft, warm lips pressed against the corner of his lips; he could even feel her breath. As she pulled back, her lips brushed against his lower lip, creating an intense, ambiguous atmosphere.

After Cheng Liu’s sneaky kiss, she immediately retreated and said ingratiatingly, “Don’t be angry.”

Ji Chaozhou curled his fingertips, his long eyelashes trembled, and he lifted his eyelids to look at Cheng Liu opposite him. In the end, he did not speak, but when he turned his face away, his eyebrows and eyes revealed a hint of joy that was not easily detected.

He liked her touch.

Each time he indulged in it, a slow, itchy feeling, like the unfolding of new leaves, would arise in his heart.

Ji Chaozhou maintained his indifferent expression, closed the porcelain jar, and pushed it towards Cheng Liu. “Put some on once every morning and evening.”

At this moment, the clever Cheng Liu realized something; she pushed the hand cream back, and lied with confidence, “I don’t know how to apply it, you apply it for me.”

Ji Chaozhou glanced at her casually, a hint of ambiguity flickering in the corners of his eyes. “Do what you want.”

“It’s time to go pick out a suit for Cheng Gui,” Cheng Liu  said, standing up abruptly. She suddenly felt very thirsty and needed to go back for a drink of water.

… …

He Bai drove Cheng Gui, while Cheng Liu and Ji Chaozhou rode in the same car. When the four of them arrived at the fairly high-end suit store, the salesperson’s eyes widened, and for a moment the store seemed to brighten up.

Although Cheng Gui was not stunningly beautiful, he could still be described as handsome. After all, he and Cheng Liu were siblings, so their genes were not too bad, and he wasn’t short either.

After changing into a brand new suit, he immediately looked refreshing.

“This tie is too flashy. He’s going for a job interview; he needs to be composed,” He Bai disagreed with Ji Chaozhou’s choice of tie.

“The tie you picked is dull and doesn’t suit him.” Ji Chaozhou also disliked the tie He Bai had chosen.

Caught between the two, Cheng Gui was in a dilemma. Through the mirror in front of him, he looked for help from Cheng Liu behind him.

Cheng Liu was looking down at the documents on her phone and was completely oblivious to her brother’s pleading look.

“Cheng Liu,” Ji Chaozhou called out to her.

Cheng Liu, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly put away her phone and stood up reflexively, “Yes.”

Cheng Gui looked at Cheng Liu and Ji Chaozhou through the mirror, feeling very confused: why did he feel that his sister was a little afraid of the person next to her?

“Which tie do you think looks better?” Ji Chaozhou asked her casually.

“They’re pretty much the same…” Cheng Liu couldn’t tell the difference between the two ties and said casually, but then met Ji Chaozhou’s gaze and subconsciously changed her words, “The one in your hand is nicer.”

Praising your sweetheart’s choice was always a safe bet. As for the assistant… just give him a bonus this year.

He Bai on the other side smiled, “It seems that senior sister also thinks that I picked a nice one.”

Cheng Liu: “!”

Was Ji Chaozhou holding the tie that He Bai chose?!

Cheng Liu coughed and said, “Why don’t you wear two ties to the interview, Cheng Gui?”

Cheng Gui: “Huh?”

Ji Chaozhou handed the tie to Cheng Gui, “Wear this one.”

He Bai rarely wins a round, so he put down the tie he’s holding, took it from Cheng Gui, and said quite warmly, “Let me help you put it on.”

Cheng Gui nodded blankly, feeling that there was something strange between Assistant He and his sister, as well as her neighbor.

“Wrap this one up too.” Cheng Liu pointed to the other tie, now being tidied up by the salesperson. “I’ll wear it.”

Ji Chaozhou looked at Cheng Liu and said slowly, “A tie needs to be worn with a suit.”

“Then you pick one out for me,” Cheng Liu said matter-of-factly.

He Bai, who had just finished tying Cheng Gui’s tie: “…”

If It’s Wrong, Then It’s Wrong translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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