Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!-Chapter 446 - 220

Qu Jing was sitting on Zhou Yuwen's lap, sincerely confessing to him that since that time, she had been somewhat dazed every day, her mind filled with thoughts of Zhou Yuwen.

She still remembered the scene at the time, the entire billiard hall was crowded with people.

If Zhou Yuwen hadn't been there, Qu Jing felt that she wouldn't have known how many people might have bullied her.

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At that time, she was particularly envious of Lu Lin.

Because Lu Lin was sitting in Zhou Yuwen's arms.

At that moment, Qu Jing was thinking how wonderful it would be if she were the one in Zhou Yuwen's arms.

Qu Jing took Zhou Yuwen's hand and placed it on her heart, saying it hurt every time she thought of him.

She directly placed Zhou Yuwen's hand there.

Though it was over her clothes, it still was...

Zhou Yuwen withdrew his hand, awkwardly saying, "Senior sister, it's not as terrible as you think. Those people were just playing in the billiard room, you know, Linlin is a friend of my girlfriend. I was worried about you guys clashing."

Hearing this, Qu Jing looked solemnly at Zhou Yuwen and said, "Regardless, I won't tell anyone else about it, whatever you do, I won't speak a word."

Qu Jing's eyes were filled with deep affection as she looked at Zhou Yuwen, making him almost unable to resist. He wanted to say something, but Qu Jing suddenly flung herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

She was unable to control herself, unable to imagine how one day she would be held by Zhou Yuwen. At that moment, her body felt weak.

She didn't want to do anything but to lay there softly on Zhou Yuwen's body.

Qu Jing's cheek brushed against Zhou Yuwen's cheek, smooth and slippery.

"Haha, I, I've become so strange." Qu Jing whispered into Zhou Yuwen's ear, her breath as fragrant as orchid, her moist lips touching Zhou Yuwen's earlobe.

Zhou Yuwen tried to push Qu Jing away, but she held on tight to him, and when Zhou Yuwen couldn't push her away, he had to let her hold him.

This left Zhou Yuwen's hands without a place to be placed, so upon noticing Qu Jing's silky legs, he thought for a moment and finally positioned them there, the palms of his hands rubbing the stockings, making a subtle swishing sound.

Qu Jing laid in Zhou Yuwen's arms, her hair touching his cheek, mixed with the fragrance of shampoo.

She was like a little wild cat, greedily clinging to the 'master' in her arms, unwilling to leave for a long time, whispering in Zhou Yuwen's ear with a very soft voice.

But Zhou Yuwen seemed to hear the words "happiness."

He felt his cheeks were a bit moist.

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It turned out that Qu Jing had shed tears, simply because she could lie in Zhou Yuwen's arms, she felt happy, even moved to tears.

Zhou Yuwen didn't understand why Qu Jing had such deep feelings for him.

But Zhou Yuwen thought, if he played his cards right, he could use this situation to resolve the matter with Tao Tian.

Realizing this, Zhou Yuwen said, "Come on, let's change the position."

As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen suddenly picked up Qu Jing, letting her sit sideways in his embrace.

This way they were more comfortable, and Zhou Yuwen could better wrap his arms around Qu Jing's silky legs.

Qu Jing's legs were long, wearing flesh-toned stockings that were close together, slim yet symmetrical, her calves looking plump, her toes crystal clear, wrapped in thin stockings.

Zhou Yuwen couldn't resist pinching them a bit.

"Hey, stop, pinching my feet..." Qu Jing instinctively retracted her feet inward.

"?" Zhou Yuwen was surprised that Qu Jing dodged and couldn't help asking, "Why, can't I touch them?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen caught those little jade feet hidden in the stockings again, determined to touch them.

"Yes, I can." Qu Jing naturally agreed, though she inevitably felt shy from being touched just now.

Qu Jing lay obediently in Zhou Yuwen's arms, like a kitten in its master's embrace, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. It seemed Qu Jing greatly enjoyed lying there like a cat, basking in her master's strokes.

Zhou Yuwen's hand traveled from Qu Jing's beautiful feet up to her thighs.

His hand stretched over every inch of her silk-stockinged legs.

It was merely a leg-touch, but Zhou Yuwen could feel Qu Jing's body slightly tense up; she seemed very nervous, as if she desperately craved his caresses, afraid of accidentally losing this privilege.

Zhou Yuwen wrapped an arm around Qu Jing's slender waist. He really didn't understand, and he asked Qu Jing if she liked him?

A small light was turned on in the car, casting a dim glow. Qu Jing looked at Zhou Yuwen with a deep gaze, seemingly stumped by his question.

In fact, Qu Jing wouldn't exactly say she liked Zhou Yuwen.

This feeling was shameful, and she blushed as she told Zhou Yuwen that since that time, she had dreamt about him every night, always in the billiard room's office.

In that place, it was just Zhou Yuwen and Qu Jing.

Zhou Yuwen would force Qu Jing to do various shameful things.

Like kneeling on the coffee table.

Or, for instance, putting a collar on Qu Jing.

If Qu Jing didn't do as Zhou Yuwen said, he would smack her buttocks.

Zhou Yuwen was speechless when he heard this, saying, "Am I that bad in your eyes?"

But Qu Jing just blushed and said nothing.

From the perspective of a normal person, Zhou Yuwen naturally felt this was wrong.

But Qu Jing blushed, looking at Zhou Yuwen with an expression of disbelief, and couldn't help but weakly say, "But, but I like it this way..."

"?" Zhou Yuwen was stunned, looking at Qu Jing in shock.

Qu Jing, however, looked at Zhou Yuwen very seriously and nodded emphatically.

Zhou Yuwen felt somewhat embarrassed by Qu Jing's actions: "Senior, don't be like this."

Qu Jing then hurriedly told Zhou Yuwen about some of the things that happened in her dreams these past few days, all of which occurred in that sinful office.

Zhou Yuwen would 'punish' Qu Jing in various ways.

In the dream, Qu Jing seemed to become a kitten...

She would kneel by Zhou Yuwen's side, rubbing against his leg.

She would try to please Zhou Yuwen and even meow softly.

Just like earlier, upon seeing Zhou Yuwen hurt, Qu Jing instinctively helped him with the disinfection.

After hearing all this, Zhou Yuwen said it was a kind of Stockholm Syndrome.

"Senior, that day I didn't save you; on the contrary, in some ways, I was the aggressor, but because in some aspects, I'm not as bad as you think."

"So you start to idealize me in your mind, thereby beginning to depend on me; it's a sickness," Zhou Yuwen explained.

But Qu Jing didn't care, just kept hugging Zhou Yuwen, greedily cuddling in his arms.

She was influenced by the dreams, becoming very dependent on Zhou Yuwen.

In the dreams, lying like this in Zhou Yuwen's arms was a kind of 'reward.'

Normally, Zhou Yuwen wouldn't allow Qu Jing, this 'little kitten', to stay in his arms.