【My Lustful Goddess】(2)

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Everyone's holiday is over, and they're chatting about their experiences in the kitchen while making dumplings. As

an intern, I'm stuck chopping ribs with a cleaver, oblivious to the surrounding noise and

unnoticed by 's odd behavior.

Since starting work, I've been trying to figure out the relationship between Xiuxiu and her supervisor, trying to understand

how everything happened. But the more I think about it, the more confused I become, and the less I get anywhere.

"Why are the ribs chopped into such uneven pieces? What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, Chef Gao appeared

behind me.

Chef Gao is the head of the Chinese pastry shop, a chef hired from Guangdong, and his benefits are extremely good.

He doesn't need to clock in, lives in a standard hotel room, and enjoys the same treatment as hotel guests. Most importantly

, he has the final say; whether I pass my internship is entirely up to him. So I quickly admitted my mistake: "Oh, I wasn't paying attention

just now . I'll cut it into smaller pieces right away."

By the time I finished all the ribs, it was lunchtime. Usually, I would have

finished all my work by this time and be smoking in the break room.

I took the ribs to the cold storage and passed by the west kitchen, feeling a pang of pain in my heart. I really wanted

to go in see what was going on, but the west kitchen door was rarely open, so I had to find

a way to get in myself.

After putting the ribs away and leaving the cold storage, my eyes lit up: "Why does it seem like no

one works next to the west kitchen? What department is that?"

I wondered as I walked towards the cafeteria. I looked around for a long time but didn't see Xiuxiu.

"She doesn't come for lunch, probably moaning under Chef Liao's crotch again," I thought.

"How could I think like that, damn it! I love Xiuxiu, how could I think of her like that? I should

figure that."

Lost in thought, I got my food and sat down at the table to eat. Someone

seemed , but I didn't care who it was; it certainly wasn't my goddess Xiuxiu.

"The fried fish is really good today," the person next to me said.

"Fried fish? It really is, they have fried fish today," I muttered, looking at the fried fish on my plate.

"What's wrong with you? You don't even know you're eating fried fish?" the person next to me continued.

I turned around and saw it was Brother Qiang. Brother Qiang was a PC at the hotel, and had worked there for several years,

but he was just a PC in charge of toilet hygiene—you could say he was a nobody at the hotel. Because he liked to brag and reminisce

about the old days , the others were a bit annoyed with him, so he could only brag to us newcomers.

I asked Brother Qiang, "Brother Qiang, do you know what the prefab house behind the west kitchen is for? It seems like

no one has ever been in it."

Seeing that I had taken the initiative to ask him, Brother Qiang naturally wanted to tell me everything he knew, embellishing it as he went along: "You've come to the right place with

this question. I was in charge of sanitation when this place was first built."

"Then what department is that? Why has no one ever worked in it?" I asked.

Qiang Ge, beaming, said, "That used to be your Chinese kitchen's vegetable washing area. Later, the Western kitchen took over,

added a few boards, and turned it into their ingredient-cutting room."

"What room? How come I've never seen anyone in there in all this time I've been working here?"

Qiang Ge continued smugly, "This is where they prepare the ingredients for the next day's Western food. For example, they cut all the steaks into

the same size, marinate them, and put them in the cold storage. When customers order steak during the day, they just take them out. The people doing the cutting and preparation work

the night shift, so it's not surprising you don't see anyone at work."

"I also start work in the middle of the night, how come I've never seen anyone there?"

Qiang Ge, adopting a superior air, asked, "What would happen if you finished your work?"

"Duh, of course they went to the break room to smoke."

Brother Qiang smiled smugly. "That's right, they definitely went to slack off after they finished work. These

guys are so lazy they don't even lock the door, they just leave when it's time to go home. But there's not much to steal inside, just

a few knives and some ingredients."

Hearing this, I was greatly disappointed. I had originally thought the cutting room was the storage room of the west kitchen,

connected .

After dinner, I smoked a cigarette in the break room, lay on the table thinking about all sorts of random things, and

gradually fell asleep.

"Ah, so good, this little slut's pussy feels so good no matter how I insert it, does it feel good to you

?" Chef Liao said while thrusting into Xiu Xiu.

"So good, harder... keep going..." Xiuxiu responded with a seductive smile.

Just as I was reaching the climax of my dream, I was woken up by a loud bang: "Damn it! Who the hell slammed the door so hard?

I was just dreaming about the crucial moment!"

I checked the time; it was already 1:30 AM. I had actually slept for an hour! My first thought was

to get to the kitchen quickly, or I'd be in big trouble if they found out.

In my haste to rush out the door, I bumped into someone. I was about to apologize when I heard, "Hey, Xiuxiu?

Why are you here at this hour instead of working?"

"Uh... I went to the dressing room to get something," Xiuxiu said慌乱地.

"I overslept. I need to get to the kitchen quickly. I'll find you again tonight," I said, and started to walk away.

Suddenly, my legs gave way, and I collapsed onto Xiuxiu.

Xiuxiu quickly caught me, asking, "What happened?!"

"Damn! I think I slept on my stomach for too long, my legs are numb."

I hugged Xiuxiu, feeling her soft breasts, and was enjoying her warmth when a sudden

realization struck : "Xiuxiu isn't wearing a bra! Why are you running around at work without a bra?"

Xiuxiu helped me sit down on the floor, saying, "Sitting down will help you recover faster."

I sat down on the floor, my head level with Xiuxiu's hips. I could

vaguely , and asked curiously, "Is your phone ringing?"

Xiuxiu suddenly panicked, "No...you must have misheard. It's probably the exhaust fan.

I need to go to the changing room to get something. Go upstairs yourself when you feel better." She turned and went into the changing room.

After she turned around, I could see Xiuxiu's buttocks from my angle. Her upper thighs and

buttocks were soaked. Because of the apron covering her front, and because I'm taller than Xiuxiu, I didn't see anything.

Now, sitting on the ground and looking from behind, everything was crystal clear.

I slowly stood up from the ground: "How come there's such a big wet patch? My phone rang but I didn't answer..."

"Damn, could she have brought a vibrator to work???" I suddenly realized.

I'm not some naive kid anymore. Back in the day, I spent all my living expenses on internet cafe

owners and memory card sellers to watch porn. But this kind of thing only happens in porn, and I really can't believe I'm experiencing it,

let alone believe it's happening to the goddess I love.

If she needs it so much, why does she keep rejecting me? Doesn't she like me? Then why is she

willing to be my girlfriend? With all these questions in mind, I returned to the kitchen. Everyone was busy with their own things and

hadn't even noticed that I'd been missing for over an hour. Interns are really dispensable, just

cheap laborers.

"Xiao Hai, go to the laundry room and get some towels. We'll finish steaming the buns soon, and then we'll clean up here

." The supervisor said casually when he saw me.

Sigh, looks like it's time to go home. Another day, I'm left to clean up alone while they go change into their uniforms and wait

to clock out. Poor intern.

As I wiped the table, I thought about the problem from earlier, and then I drifted back to my dream.

I imagined Xiu Xiu moaning under Master Liao's crotch, and Xiu Xiu being flooded with fluids from the electric toys. My penis shamefully

got hard. Shouldn't I be sad? My girlfriend was slept with by her supervisor, with a vibrating egg

running around inside her vagina. But this feeling of jealousy and excitement was too tempting, like an addiction, making me

continue fantasizing.

Back in my rented room, I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. Thinking back on Xiuxiu and me, it

all

felt like a dream. I'd never failed to win a girl's heart before, but I always felt something was missing in relationships. Now, with Xiuxiu, the more she rejected me, the deeper I fell. Perhaps with girls who are easily obtained, I didn't bother to discover their good qualities, let alone love them.

This time, I was truly head over heels for Xiuxiu, even having the urge to take her home to meet my parents.

Before I knew it, it was six in the evening, and I'd been thinking about these random things for over three hours. It seemed

I was obsessed.

My stomach told me it was time to find something to eat. As I passed Xiuxiu's room, it dawned on me: "

Didn't the west kitchen shift change at four o'clock? Why isn't Xiuxiu back yet? Could it be...?" I tried to stop myself from

thinking further, but when I passed the other two rooms, there wasn't a soul there either. "Is the entire west

kitchen working overtime? It's not the weekend, why would they need to work overtime?"

After eating, I went back to my room and collapsed into bed. Although I discovered a lot today, my sleep quality

had improved—so much so that I didn't even realize Xiuxiu had come back while she was sleeping.

Another day of hard labor ensued: preparing the pots and pans for the chefs in the kitchen, and getting

snacks, fruits, and drinks from the freezer—all done in one go!

As I passed the food preparation room, I couldn't resist peeking inside, thinking, "Since I have plenty of time, I

might as well go in and see if it's as Brother Qiang said."

I gently pushed the door of the food preparation room, and it opened easily. Sure enough, there was nothing there.

Just as Brother Qiang had said, the 20-square-meter prefab room was completely empty.

I should just leave; it would be troublesome if someone came. I turned and walked towards the door.

But as soon as I turned, I couldn't move. It was like finding a needle in a haystack.

There was a hole in the wall connecting the west kitchen and the food preparation room! How could there be a hole here?

I climbed onto the counter, reaching the same height as the hole. It turned out to be a large exhaust fan for the grill, a

20-centimeter diameter one at that. A plan formed in my mind: "If I break this exhaust fan,

I can know everything Xiuxiu does inside!"

Haha, I'm not good at fixing exhaust fans, but breaking it is too easy. Xiuxiu, your

affair with Master Liao will be exposed to my very eyes.

But... I was too naive. This is a vent leading to a hell of desire...

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