"Um... ah... Zhou, Zhou Yuwen, I really, really want..."
"I really want to be with you forever...."
For a single person, a three-room apartnt seed too spacious, perhaps to save on electricity, Qu Jing's living room was left dark without lights.
Only the bedroom had a dim table lamp lit.
At that mont, the bedroom was filled with the faint sound of Qu Jing's sobs.
Qu Jing was alone, wearing a light brown cami fishtail dress, her legs crossed high on the table, letting the fishtail dress naturally fall to half-conceal her pale, beautiful legs.
With one hand, Qu Jing fumbled with her dress, and with the other in her mouth, her eyes half-closed, she couldn't help making muttering sounds, seemingly enjoying the mont very much.
In fact, this was the happiest ti of day for Qu Jing.
When she used to live in the dormitory, Qu Jing was head over heels in love with Zhou Yuwen, but due to the dorm being crowded, she'd only ever embrace a pillow in bed, afraid to make a sound late at night, lest she be heard by everyone.
Since moving out on her own, Qu Jing had completely let herself go.
She really liked her current life.
Although she would occasionally hear gossip, saying she was an ungrateful wretch who betrayed her own close friends and was unthankful.
But what of it?
Qu Jing didn't consider herself and Tao Tian to be close friends, despite living together for three years; during those years, all anyone saw was Tao Tian's glamorous side.
As for herself, she was nothing more than Tao Tian's follower.
Just like those who talked behind her back.
How could they even think of the term 'ungrateful'?
Ha, how amusing. What favors had Tao Tian ever shown her?
On the contrary, every ti Tao Tian had an issue, she would naturally instruct her and Minmin to handle it.
As if they were born to obey Tao Tian.
Why should they?
Qu Jing wanted to thank Zhou Yuwen; she felt Zhou Yuwen was her god.
In Qu Jing's current bedroom, there were various photos of Zhou Yuwen plastered on the wall.
And Qu Jing, with her beautiful legs propped on the table, also freed one hand to grab her phone, which displayed a picture of Zhou Yuwen as the screensaver.
This was a photo Qu Jing had sneakily taken from Zheng Yanyan's social circle.
Though it showed only half his face, it had already srized Qu Jing completely.
Qu Jing was now fully imrsed in her fantasies, and whenever soone gossiped about her, she would console herself internally, saying it didn't matter.
After all, she no longer contacted Tao Tian.
"Having Zhou Yuwen is enough for ..."
"As long as Zhou Yuwen needs ..."
Qu Jing's feelings for Zhou Yuwen were almost pathological. In fact, Qu Jing had the chance to move on, but Zhou Yuwen did reward Qu Jing for thoroughly driving Tao Tian away, didn't he?
Qu Jing's thoughts were already sowhat abnormal, yet Zhou Yuwen indulged her, keeping Qu Jing overnight at his house, stroking her head and calling her 'good girl', giving her the utmost pleasure.
Now Qu Jing was even more infatuated with Zhou Yuwen, more convinced in her heart that as long as she remained steadfastly by Zhou Yuwen's side, he would continue to 'dote' on her.
So, she worked harder than anyone else.
To be honest, in terms of ability, Qu Jing might actually be slightly less capable than Tao Tian, but that didn't stop her from trying her best.
Others ca to Zhou Yuwen's company because they were short of money, looking for a well-paid part-ti job to earn so spending cash.
But Qu Jing was different; she worked extraordinarily hard in the company, not only strictly managing the company for Zhou Yuwen but also decisively preventing anything that might harm the company from happening.
So girls were already badmouthing Qu Jing behind her back, saying she was just a dog under Zhou Yuwen's command!
"Really don't know what benefits Zhou Yuwen has given her."
"Exactly, Zhou Yuwen couldn't possibly like her - look how excited she gets, as if she really thinks she's the boss's wife?"
Qu Jing had also heard such idle talk from girls who tried to curry favor with her, but Qu Jing didn't care; she thought to herself, I am Zhou Yuwen's dog, and you lowlifes don't even have the chance to be Zhou Yuwen's dog.
Hmph, just like Zhou Yuwen said, you don't even have a master, but I'm different - Zhou Yuwen is my master.
Zhou Yuwen had beco Qu Jing's faith unconsciously.
These past few days were the weekend, the busiest ti for the exhibition event. As a manager, Qu Jing had to get up early to contact the organizers, and also travel with the bus to bring part-ti students to the exhibition center. Although Chen Wan was helping her, Chen Wan wasn't as dedicated as Qu Jing, who made sure that every part-ti girl was in place. If there was even a slight issue, Qu Jing would imdiately report it to Zhou Yuwen.
Not just the part-ti girls, even for Chen Wan, when ordering lunch boxes at noon, if Qu Jing felt Chen Wan was spending too much, she would report it to Zhou Yuwen.
Zhou Yuwen usually didn't chat much with Qu Jing, but whenever he saw a ssage from her, he would reply a few words, either saying okay or giving her a thumbs up and saying it was fine.
Actually, having an employee who reported back to him all the ti wasn't a bad thing at all.
And every ti she received encouragent from Zhou Yuwen, Qu Jing would be very happy.
What Zhou Yuwen didn't know was that Qu Jing's friend circle was now only open to Zhou Yuwen. She would post things she wanted to say to Zhou Yuwen, secretly hoping he would see them.
Then, occasionally, she would share pictures of outfits she felt looked good in her friend circle, which really were just for Zhou Yuwen.
Qu Jing's figure was actually decent. If Tao Tian was a 9.5, then Qu Jing was at least an 8.9. It was only because she was previously in Tao Tian's shadow that she didn't stand out.
When Zhou Yuwen saw the photos Qu Jing posted, he would sotis take the initiative to show concern, saying, "It's getting cold, rember to wear more."
Though it was just a sentence, Qu Jing was so happy that she worked with even more enthusiasm.
Normally, a part-ti job would end in the afternoon around three or four.
But Qu Jing didn't trust Chen Wan to lead alone, fearing she'd cut corners just like Tao Tian. She claid she still had ti, saying she could participate in the second session of part-ti work as well.
Therefore, she was busy until nine o'clock, effectively standing in high heels all day long.
It was a bit tiring.
But the thought of receiving Zhou Yuwen's comfort once ho made Qu Jing forget all about the fatigue.
Actually, Qu Jing was already finding it hard to resist on the subway just now.
About this matter of human desire.
Normally, if you don't think about it, you generally won't get addicted.
But Qu Jing was that kind of girl who gets particularly addicted.
It seed like her craving had been hooked by Zhou Yuwen, anyhow, she couldn't control it now, every day at ho as soon as she had a mont of spare ti, she would think of Zhou Yuwen, and then she would feel uneasy all over.
And like this, after working outside for a whole day, her yearning for Zhou Yuwen grew even deeper, her beautiful legs under the fishtail skirt constantly rubbing together, thinking about getting ho quickly.
She couldn't wait another mont.
Finally, she got off the subway.
She was wearing a fishtail dress with spaghetti straps inside, but a long, black down jacket on the outside, wrapping herself up tightly.
December is a month of ssy clothing, Qu Jing had worked all day and had no ti to change clothes, so she could only say she took a large down jacket with her.
Then after she got back ho, she directly threw the down jacket onto the sofa.
She didn't even have ti to change out of her high heels before she eagerly turned on the computer.
Mmm...
Watching the vigorous performance of a man and a woman on the screen.
Qu Jing finally arrived at her mont of relaxation for the day.
"Zhou Yuwen, mmm..."
"Zhou Yuwen... can I... "
"As long as it's you, anything is possible... mmm..."
Qu Jing watched the scene in the computer, fantasizing that the man and woman were herself and Zhou Yuwen, occasionally picking up her phone to look at Zhou Yuwen's photo.
"Mmm..."
At this mont, a sudden knocking sound ca from outside.
"Bang bang bang."
There is a distance from the bedroom to the front door, so the knocking was not very loud.
Qu Jing frowned slightly, thinking who would co knocking at this late hour?
Probably the property managent?
Forget it, ignore them.
Qu Jing was at a critical mont right now, where did she have the mood to care about other things?
She continued to move her index and ring fingers.
Qu Jing used to like comparing with Minmin to see whose manicure was prettier.
But ever since she fell for Zhou Yuwen, Qu Jing's index and ring fingers had not had any manicures.
Just as she was thinking about Zhou Yuwen and feeling increasingly comfortable.
Suddenly, the image of Zhou Yuwen on her cell phone screen disappeared and the caller ID showed: Zhou Yuwen.
This startled Qu Jing, quite a bit of the nervous feeling fantasizing that Zhou Yuwen saw what she was doing, wanting to imdiately stop the action she was now doing.
But then she thought another thought and had a bold idea.
If...
Listening to Zhou Yuwen's voice...
Qu Jing simply couldn't imagine how wonderful that would be.
She couldn't help but swallow, and clicked answer.
"Zhou Yuwen..." Qu Jing's voice was a bit soft, thin as a mosquito's, and also a bit shaky.
"Where are you?" asked Zhou Yuwen.
"I... mmm... I'm at ho." Qu Jing's voice seed to co from her nose.
Zhou Yuwen asked, "Your voice sounds a bit strange, do you have a cold?"
"Mmm... a little bit..."
Zhou Yuwen just uttered an 'Oh' sound.
Not hearing Zhou Yuwen speak further, Qu Jing intentionally guided Zhou Yuwen to talk: "Zhou, Zhou Yuwen, do, do you need sothing from ?"
Zhou Yuwen said, "It's nothing."
"I'm knocking on your door outside, I saw you didn't respond, are you and your boyfriend at ho and it's inconvenient?"
"Bang!"
Zhou Yuwen hadn't finished speaking, but there was a sound of sothing collapsing over the phone.
Not over the phone, but audible from inside the door, that sound of collapsing.
"Hello?"
"No, nothing, Zhou Yuwen, I, I'll open the door for you right now..."
To know that while speaking with Zhou Yuwen on the phone, Qu Jing was at a critical mont, thinking about doing sothing naughty while listening to Zhou Yuwen's voice.
Who could have imagined Zhou Yuwen would actually be outside the door!
Such excitent, my goodness!
She leaned back in her chair and Qu Jing was toppled over.
A pair of snowy white long legs were lifted high up.
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