When Bai Ye brought out the noodles, Xia Qingyue still hadn't come out of the room.
Bai Ye hesitated whether or not to knock on the door.
Just as I arrived at the door, I was about to knock.
Suddenly the door opened, and Bai Ye was stunned.
The woman had long, flowing coffee-colored hair, wore a white silk nightgown that concealed her ample bosom, and surprisingly, she wore high-quality stockings on her lower body and white cotton shoes.
Her stunningly beautiful face was adorned with a captivating smile.
Men really do seem to love it when women wear stockings! Ha! You little pervert!
After a moment of blankness, Bai Ye's mind quickly started working again, and she hurriedly looked away.
"Is it pretty? Do you like it?" Xia Qingyue asked with a smile as she parted her red lips.
"Beautiful!" Bai Ye nodded subconsciously, then paused before saying the next sentence: "I like..."
"Ha! How superficial!" Xia Qingyue's expression turned somewhat disdainful.
Despite saying that, she was still somewhat pleased, as it proved that her charm was irresistible even to Bai Ye.
Although I really wanted to explain that my feelings were an appreciation of art and not lust, I couldn't bring myself to say it.
He quickly changed the subject: "Let's go eat! It'll get cold soon."
Xia Qingyue slightly raised her eyebrows and took long strides to sit down in the chair.
She looked at the little man across from her, who was eating noodles with his head down and didn't dare to look at her.
He glanced at the noodles in front of him and frowned slightly: "So bland?"
"You were drunk last night, so your head must still be a little dizzy. You can't eat anything too oily or spicy, so you can only eat something light. Just make do with this!" Bai Ye looked up and then immediately looked down to explain.
Xia Qingyue reluctantly agreed: "Fine!"
"Want to touch it?" Xia Qingyue suddenly asked.
"Yes!" Bai Ye blurted out, then froze.
It turned out that when Bai Ye was eating noodles, he couldn't help but look down, and his gaze was undoubtedly fixed on Xia Qingyue's jade feet wrapped in silk stockings.
For Bai Ye, a leg fetishist, this was an absolute treasure.
Bai Ye thought that he was being so careful that he wouldn't be seen, but he ended up in an embarrassing situation.
"I want to play games! Hey, Sister Qingyue, what did you just say?" Bai Ye blushed and covered up his words while asking Xia Qingyue again what she had just said.
"Pfft!" Xia Qingyue covered her face and chuckled: "You little lecher! You're quite the actor!"
The woman's smile was like a sharp knife scraping against his skin, making Bai Ye wish he could find a crack to crawl into.
Out of sight, out of mind!
Bai Ye decisively buried himself in the bowl and focused on eating, no longer paying attention to anything else.
Xia Qingyue ate her noodles slowly and deliberately, her eyes sparkling, seemingly lost in thought.
Bai Ye quickly finished the noodles, put the bowls and chopsticks in the sink, and then sat on the sofa to wait for Xia Qingyue to finish eating so he could wash the dishes and pots.
Bai Ye started scrolling through Douyin out of boredom and gradually became engrossed. He happened to come across a video of a scantily clad young woman and gave it a like. Just as he was about to scroll down, he felt a breath of hot air near his ear.
Suddenly, Xia Qingyue's red lips appeared beside Bai Ye's ear, and she gently blew a breath: "So you like watching this! You little pervert!"
Bai Ye froze, the screen went black with embarrassment, and he said in a serious tone, "I just accidentally saw it and gave it a like. I'm not interested in this kind of thing at all."
Xia Qingyue was about to speak when Bai Ye interrupted her: "Sister Qingyue, I'm going to wash the dishes. You sit down and watch TV for a while."
Bai Ye fled to the restaurant and began washing the dishes.
Xia Qingyue's expression shifted slightly. She sat on the sofa, her legs crossed, her jade-like feet in black stockings like a gift from heaven, her ice-silk pajamas barely concealing her private area.
Preliminary assessment: Bai Ye, a late-stage leg fetishist, a stocking fetishist, a pervert, single, but still can't forget his ex-girlfriend.
Xia Qingyue had noticed the small rubber band on Bai Ye's hand long ago.
Being constantly online, she naturally knew that this was a gift from a girlfriend to her boyfriend to express her love.
The fact that Bai Ye is still wearing this hair tie even though he has broken up with his ex suggests that he hasn't forgotten her, or that he still has lingering feelings for her.
...
Two bowls, two pairs of chopsticks, and one pot—it's quick to wash.
After putting the things away, Bai Ye left the kitchen.
"Sister Qingyue, I'll be leaving now! If you're still not feeling well, go back to sleep for a while. If you need anything, just call me on WeChat!" Bai Ye prepared to say goodbye and leave.
Xia Qingyue frowned, but then relaxed after a long while: "What? You hate your sister so much, and you want to leave here so badly?"
A strong sense of oppression emanated from Xia Qingyue, and her queenly aura was unleashed.
Bai Ye's forehead was sweating. He had a feeling that if he left, he would die a terrible death!
"No...no, I just..." Bai Ye stammered for a moment.
"Just what?" Xia Qingyue slowly stood up and approached Bai Ye. Her beautiful figure was captivating, but her perfect face was devoid of any smile.
Xia Qingyue gently lifted Bai Ye's chin and smiled slightly: "Speak!"
Bai Ye's mind raced, but she still didn't know what to say, and she felt a sudden pang of panic.
“Stay with me!” Xia Qingyue said without room for argument.
Bai Ye gritted her teeth, struggling internally: "Sister, is something wrong?"
"What is it?" Xia Qingyue's tone softened slightly. She wasn't an unreasonable person, and she wouldn't force him if it was truly urgent.
Bai Ye's brain started working again.
He's actually fine; he just wants to leave and is looking for an excuse.
But there's no other way now, so we have to make one up on the spot.
"I'm going to visit a relative; they're in the hospital," Bai Ye casually said, his stubble stubble swaying.
"Is that so?" Xia Qingyue's aura gradually faded, and the light in her eyes dimmed.
"Um!"
"Then you can leave!" Xia Qingyue said nothing more, sitting back on the sofa in a flat tone.
Bai Ye also sensed the subtle atmosphere, but he couldn't care less about it in order to leave this place.
"Goodbye, Sister Qingyue. Call me if you need anything!"
"Mm!" Xia Qingyue nodded lightly.
She wasn't stupid; she could tell that Bai Ye was just making excuses to leave.
Are you that afraid of me? Afraid I'll eat you up?
Xia Qingyue's once passionate heart slowly lost its warmth.
My mood plummeted. I leaned back on the sofa, not looking at my phone or watching TV, just sitting there quietly in a daze.
That day, it was pouring rain. A boy placed his umbrella on the ground, and their bond was formed because of the rain.
Now it seems like everything has returned to where it started.
Xia Qingyue felt as if she had returned to that stormy night in her childhood, when she stood alone in the rain with no one to hold an umbrella for her or shield her from the rain.
She hated rainy days, hated the rain that soaked her to the bone, and hated the family that disappointed her.
It's really cold!
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