"Um... ah... Zhou, Zhou Yuwen, I really, really want..."
"I really want to be with you forever...."
For a single person, a three-room apartment seemed 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 moment, 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 moment very much.
In fact, this was the happiest time of day for Qu Jing.
