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Chapter 1: Peeping at the Sister

Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were childhood friends, what we often call childhood sweethearts.
They studied together through elementary, middle, and high school.

Because they lived in the same neighborhood, they often visited each other, a common
occurrence. For Zhang Ming, being able to stay at Qin Mengmeng's house
every day, never wanting to leave, was the happiest thing. Of course, this wasn't just because of his beautiful and lovely childhood
sweetheart, Qin Mengmeng, but also because of Qin Mengmeng's older sister, Qin Qing.

When Zhang Ming was very young, he was often bullied by the neighbor's children, but Qin Qing always stood up
for him. This left a very deep impression on the young Zhang Ming, even creating
a vague sense of dependence.

From a very young age, Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng followed Qin Qing around like a shadow,
often playing house. However, later, due to school, Zhang Ming and Qin Qing saw each other much less often.

Zhang Ming vaguely remembered that when he was in junior high school, Qin Qing was already in college. Because she attended
a prestigious university in another province, seeing this "older sister" he admired was extremely difficult, as she
rarely came home. She only returned twice in two years.

Zhang Ming clearly remembered that during the summer vacation of his second year of junior high, when Qin Qing returned home, he almost didn't recognize
her. Not for any other reason, but because Qin Qing was a sophomore in college, and influenced by those around her, her
clothing and appearance were changing, gradually adopting a more feminine demeanor, which was fatal to Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming remembered that when he learned Qin Qing was coming back that day, he went to visit Qin Mengmeng. As soon as he entered, he saw
a beautiful woman with straight black hair chatting and laughing with Qin Mengmeng.

Zhang Ming remembered that Qin Qing's long hair was naturally straight, styled with simple bangs, and her oval face, coupled with a gentle smile, exuded
a warmth that Zhang Ming had always lacked.

Qin Qing was chatting happily with her younger sister when Zhang Ming came in. She excitedly rushed over and patted his
head, saying, "Little one, it's been a year! You've grown so much!"

Looking at Qin Qing's changes, Zhang Ming realized his sister had truly matured. He childishly
sniffed her natural fragrance and said, "Sister Qing, you never came back! I thought you didn't want us anymore!"

The three hadn't seen each other for a year, and naturally, they had endless things to talk about. When Qin Qing led Zhang Ming back to the inner room to get
the clothes she'd bought for him and helped him put them on, their bodies touched. Zhang Ming touched Qin Qing
's smooth skin, and as he reached for his clothes, he accidentally brushed against her breasts. His lower body inexplicably
hardened.

When Qin Qing finished dressing Zhang Ming and looked at him with satisfaction, she noticed
a large tent had been pitched in his pants.

Zhang Ming didn't know how he got through that awkward moment. He only remembered that from then on,
Qin Qing never treated him like a little kid again, only like a boy.

Of course, this embarrassing incident remained deeply etched in Zhang Ming's mind, and it wasn't until much later that he
could stand comfortably in front of Qin Qing without feeling awkward.

It was precisely because of this mix of joy and shame that Zhang Ming felt something different about Qin Qing.

This was mainly because Zhang Ming's parents divorced when he was very young, and he
lived with his father. Therefore, this young boy lacked maternal love from a young age, leading to what is commonly known as an Oedipus
complex. The most direct manifestation of this Oedipus complex was Zhang Ming's deep infatuation with Qin Qing,
or rather, his unrequited love for her, during his second year of junior

high school. Now, Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were in the final stages of preparing for their college entrance exams, while Qin Qing had
graduated two years prior and married her college sweetheart in her first year after graduation.

Because Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were making their final push for the college entrance exams, with only three months left
, they decided to move out of the dormitory and live at home.

This gave them time to study in the evenings, and since they lived in the same neighborhood,
Zhang Ming often went to Qin Mengmeng's place to study.

Under the guise of preparing for university entrance exams, Zhang Ming openly studied in Qin Mengmeng's room several times.
Qin Qing was initially a little worried, as her younger sister was growing up and understood many things. However, each time she appeared
, the two of them diligently studied, and after a few times, she put her worries aside and encouraged them
to study hard.

But would things really go as she imagined?

One day, Zhang Ming, as usual, packed some study materials, slung his bag over his shoulder, and quietly rang the doorbell.

"Work is never-ending. Come home after you finish this order; I'll be waiting for you." The person who opened the door
was Qin Qing, whom Zhang Ming had been longing for.

Qin Qing was holding a cell phone in one hand, talking on the phone, her tone calm. As she opened the door, seeing Zhang Ming, she
pointed to Qin Mengmeng's room, indicating that Qin Mengmeng was already inside waiting for him to study together. Then she continued
talking on the phone.

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing at home, dressed in ordinary white shorts that revealed her long, slender, fair legs,
and open-toed slippers. Her delicate, rosy feet exuded
the charm of a mature woman. She wore a loose-fitting short-sleeved top.

In the instant Qin Qing turned around, Zhang Ming caught a glimpse of her pink bra through the loose cuffs of her sleeve, and
his face instantly burned.

However, he dared not stare, so he lowered his head to change his shoes, but his eyes couldn't leave Qin Qing's figure.
Afraid that Qin Qing would discover his thoughts, he instead looked at
Qin Qing's cat lying on the floor in the corner of the living room. The kitten was licking its paws, seemingly mocking Zhang Ming's timidity.

Although Zhang Ming dared not look directly at Qin Qing, he kept listening to her conversation.

Zhang Ming knew that the person on the other end of Qin Qing's phone was her husband, Li Hao, who was currently a small business owner,
having inherited his parents' business. He was two years older than Qin Qing.

He had subtly gleaned some information about Qin Qing and Li Hao through casual conversation with Qin Mengmeng.
Zhang Ming knew that Li Hao was Qin Qing's senior, the student council president,
while was a member of the school's arts department and a campus beauty. After four
years of Li Hao's persistent pursuit, they finally got together during Qin Qing's senior year.

Qin Mengmeng told him that not long after they got together, her sister moved out with Li Hao.

Zhang Ming had initially held onto a sliver of hope, but upon hearing the news of Qin Qing moving out with Li Hao, he was
devastated, his heart shattered.

But that wasn't all. What hurt him most was that when Li Hao's family and career were in ruins, and he was penniless and powerless,
Qin Qing still married him without hesitation. At that time, Qin Qing was only twenty-three years old and had only been working
for a year .

Zhang Ming also knew that Li Hao's parents originally ran a leather shoe factory, but due to cash flow problems, the factory almost
went bankrupt. It was during this time that their planned wedding
was cancelled due to Li Hao's unilateral reasons. In the end, they could only invite some relatives and friends for a simple meal, which served as their wedding banquet
.

Qin Qing's parents, who originally lived with Qin Qing, saw that Li Hao didn't even have a wedding house,
so they renovated their apartment, where they had lived for decades, to use as their wedding home, while they themselves moved to
their hometown.

This shows how much Qin Qing's parents doted on her. Qin Qing, when she learned of this,
strongly disagreed.

But Qin Qing's parents said that their company provided housing, so it didn't matter. The important thing was that they trusted their daughter
's judgment, saying that if Li Hao's business continued to improve, they could buy them a better house later.

In the end, although Qin Qing strongly disagreed, she couldn't persuade her parents otherwise and had to give in to their wishes.
However, she insisted that Li Hao's family contribute some money to the house renovation, as it
wouldn't look good if word got out.

Actually, Qin Qing didn't care about anything else; as long as they were happy together, that was enough. Therefore,
when Li Hao suggested at least taking wedding photos, Qin Qing smiled and refused, saying, "We
can take them when we officially get married!"

Because of this, Li Hao felt indebted to Qin Qing. For over a year after their marriage
, he worked hard to build his career, trying to give Qin Qing a bright future. As for
the conversation Qin Qing had just had, she simply hoped Li Hao could come home sooner and spend more time with her. She said there was no need to rush into
a career,

but for a man who couldn't even afford a house for his wedding and whose wife had to contribute financially, his career
was paramount, especially for someone as proud as Li Hao.

Therefore, no matter how much Qin Qing urged him, Li Hao always prioritized his career, working hard outside to
earn money . However, it was clear that this wasn't what Qin Qing wanted.

When Zhang Ming learned of this, he felt sorry for Qin Qing, ultimately concluding that perhaps
Qin Qing truly loved Li Hao.

He remembered that during that time, Zhang Ming would count the days on his fingers, sometimes thinking, with a mixture of incomprehension and heartache,
"Qing-jie actually married that man! Damn it, that guy really got off easy, getting away with having sex with Qing-
jie for over two years!"

When Zhang Ming thought of this, he couldn't help but recall Qin Qing's gentle smile, her
caring older sister demeanor, and of course, her signature long legs and pert buttocks.

Whenever Zhang Ming thought of his long-time crush, Qing-jie, with her pert buttocks being used by another man,
he felt a pang of heartache.

However, Zhang Ming was, after all, an adult over eighteen. While not quite a grown man, he was at least a young man
. Therefore, even knowing about this, he simply accepted it. The only thing this incident stirred in him
was that his thoughts began to wander. Many things he hadn't dared to think about or do before were now
swirling in his mind.

For example, something he hadn't dared to do before—peeping at Qin Qing while she showered—was now something he eagerly anticipated. He knew Qin Qing had a
habit of showering twice a day, morning and evening. He hadn't had a chance to peep in the morning because he wasn't staying there,
but he had the opportunity at night.

Because of this, he often studied in Qin Mengmeng's room until after 11 PM.

Qin Qing would go to sleep around 11 PM; she had a good sleep schedule.

Because Zhang Ming had discovered this, he was always distracted after 10 PM, which
Qin Mengmeng often scolded him for. Zhang Ming always brushed it off by saying he was studying too much and couldn't remember everything.

For example, he used to be too afraid to do anything disrespectful to Qin Qing, but after being influenced by Japanese adult films
, he now has a strong urge to steal Qin Qing's clothes, especially underwear and stockings, to fantasize about.
However, he hasn't dared to do this during the two weeks he's been learning from Qin Mengmeng.

He's afraid Qin Qing will find out; there's a huge gap between imagining and actually doing it
. He hasn't even managed to

peep on her while she showers. Perhaps Li Hao's influence was too great; he keeps telling himself, "If others can have sex with her, I'll just
watch, it's no big deal."

Driven by this thought, Zhang Ming's lust is building.

He knocks on Qin Mengmeng's door and enters after receiving permission.

Qin Mengmeng, dressed in sportswear, was hunched over her desk doing homework. Without looking up, she said, "I feel like you
haven't been looking too well lately. Don't forget our promise, we'll both get into XX University!" Zhang

Ming was taking his study materials out of his bag. Hearing Qin Mengmeng's words, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because the mock exam is coming up, I'm a little nervous. It's okay, keep studying!" 　　Qin Mengmeng glanced at Zhang Ming, bit her lip angrily, sighed, and continued studying. 　　Actually, Qin Mengmeng was quite a beauty. In school, she was known as the school beauty, and boys from other classes often found excuses to sneak into their class to peek at her. As for love letters, Qin Mengmeng didn't know how many she had received and how many she had thrown away. 　　It's just that this girl was focused on studying, and with Zhang Ming constantly sticking around, other...

The boy didn't have many opportunities to make a move.

However, Qin Mengmeng, whom others considered a treasure, seemed to hold little appeal for Zhang Ming.

Perhaps due to growing up together, or perhaps because of Zhang Ming's Oedipus complex, he preferred mature women,
thinking of her as his older sister. Because of this, he often overlooked the fact that there was another very good
girl beside him.

This might be a cruel twist of fate, but hopefully it won't turn into a tragedy. Because in Qin Mengmeng's heart, she
harbored a faint desire to rely on Zhang Ming, but he never
spoke of it, so as a girl, she naturally wouldn't express it, choosing to keep everything hidden in her heart.

Both Zhang Ming and Qin Mengmeng were excellent students in their class. When Zhang Ming studied with Qin Mengmeng
, he often used a large number of exercises to cleanse himself of his bold and wild ideas. Because of this,
their time passed quickly, and the entire study process was very quiet.

Before he knew it, it was ten o'clock again. At this time, Zhang Ming could no longer concentrate on his studies. His mind was constantly
occupied with the thought, "I have to see Sister Qing taking a shower!"

During this time, Zhang Ming left his room several times to drink water and go to the bathroom, always wanting to catch a glimpse of Qin Qing, but
she had already retreated to her room, doing who-knows-what.

Besides disappointment, Zhang Ming was even more eager for time to pass quickly; he was determined to peek tonight.

Sure enough, not long after, Qin Qing knocked on the door and came in, saying, "It's almost time. You guys study a little longer,
then study again tomorrow!"

Zhang Ming was incredibly excited, but he said aloud, "Sister Qing, the mock exam is coming up soon, I can't slack
off!"

"Alright, studying is important, but rest is important too. You need to balance work and rest. When I was preparing for university entrance exams
, I didn't study as hard as you guys, but look at me, I still made it!" Qin Qing said.

Qin Mengmeng spoke up, "Sis, stop bragging here. Go take a shower and go to bed! We know
, it'll be over soon!"

Zhang Ming wanted to stay by Qin Qing's side for as long as possible, and Qin Mengmeng felt the same way
.

Qin Qing smiled, said nothing, grabbed her change of clothes, and went to take a shower.

As Qin Qing closed the door and entered the bathroom, Zhang Ming's heart began to pound.
He calculated the time; Qin Qing had probably been showering for over ten minutes. Knowing her showering habits, she
would shower for at least forty minutes.

He felt he could make his move.

"I'm going to the bathroom!" Zhang Ming said.

Qin Mengmeng said, "I've never seen your bladder so useless before! How come you're going to the toilet twice an hour now?
Hurry up and go!"

Zhang Ming made a disdainful gesture and said, "Going to the toilet more often is good for your health, what do you know, little brat!"

Qin Mengmeng shook her head and snorted, "Go on! Why are you talking so much!"

With Qin Mengmeng's simple mind, she would never have imagined that Zhang Ming wasn't going to the toilet at all, but was clearly going to peep at
her sister taking a shower.

Zhang Ming left the room and closed the door.

Then, he calmed his breathing, took off his slippers, tiptoed, and stealthily walked out of
the bathroom where Qin Qing was taking a shower.

Most suites have two bathrooms, one in the master bedroom and one outside, but
the one in the master bedroom doesn't have a bathtub. Since Qin Qing likes to take baths, she naturally goes to the outside bathroom, and of course, when Zhang Ming said he went to
the toilet, he meant the one in the master bedroom.

Zhang Ming cautiously approached the bathroom, his heart pounding unconsciously. As he neared
the door, he heard Qin Qing playing soft music on her phone. Qin Qing
believed that helped her relax and ensured a better shower experience.

Little did she know that the music she played to help herself relax was, in effect, an extra
layer of protection for Zhang Ming.

Even with his utmost care, the slightest sound of his footsteps on the wooden floor was unmistakable; if it were too quiet,
he wouldn't dare move an inch.

He dreaded the consequences if this were exposed; the embarrassing incident in his second year of middle school had already tormented him
for a long time, and he couldn't let it repeat itself.

Finally, Zhang Ming reached the bathroom door. He stared wide-eyed, trying to see his goddess through the glass, but
to his disappointment, the bathroom door was frosted glass. If someone pressed their face against it, they
could see everything clearly.

However, anyone who moves away from the door will be invisible. Zhang Ming, naturally, dared not press himself
against , because that would alert Qin Qing inside.

"How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I think of this effect before? I just wanted to see
Qing-jie's face, even a blurry outline would be fine!" Zhang Ming had seen the glass before,
but he hadn't studied it much. He thought that even if he couldn't see the person clearly, there should be a blurry outline.
But now, there was no one in sight.

Meanwhile, Qin Qing in the bathroom was happily humming along to soft music. Perhaps Li Hao had given her
time to come back, or perhaps something happy had happened. She lay in the bathtub, cleaning
her smooth skin with foam. She would never imagine that someone outside the door was trying to spy on her.

"What to do? Do I have to give up again tonight?" Zhang Ming thought unwillingly.

However, the song of his goddess kept playing in his ears. Thinking of how his goddess had
been taken by another man first, his hormones surged, and he made a bold
move.

Zhang Ming slowly walked to the other side of the door, hugging the wall, and cautiously reached out to gently push the doorknob,
praying silently, "Please don't lock it!"

Perhaps his prayers worked, or perhaps there was no one in the house to guard against, but the bathroom
door was indeed unlocked.

The moment the door moved slightly, Zhang Ming's heart leaped into his throat.

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!" At this moment, Zhang Ming mustered
the composure he usually displayed when participating in math olympiads and various competitions. He tried his best to remain calm, and
only stopped when the bathroom door was about a centimeter away.

Zhang Ming cautiously tried to press his eye against the crack in the door, but he didn't dare to stick his whole head out.

Then he thought of using his phone. He took out his phone, switched to camera mode, and pointed the camera at the crack in
the door.

He excitedly looked at his phone screen, but all he saw was a white sheet surrounding the bathtub.

He was greatly disappointed, but it also emboldened him.

Originally, the crack in the door was only about a centimeter, but with this white sheet, his courage grew,
and his lust swelled. He widened the crack by about three centimeters, so he could clearly see
the entire situation in the bathroom.
The bathroom was filled with steam, but a pleasant fragrance wafted through the air, accompanied by soft, soothing music.
Zhang Ming's eyes, however, were fixed on the white sheet, where he saw a figure.

Qin Qing wore a headband, her neck level with the bathtub,
obscuring even her chest.

Since Qin Qing was almost entirely submerged, her long legs were exposed.

Zhang Ming saw Qin Qing's snow-white legs, the lower part protruding from the sheet. Her
calves were perfectly toned, forming a beautiful curve. The sight made Zhang Ming's blood boil. He noticed
foam still clinging to her legs and felt an urge to rush over and lick them clean.

When this thought crossed his mind, he was startled, but also
incredibly aroused.

Zhang Ming noticed Qin Qing's delicate feet, which he estimated to be around size 34. Her feet had a plump
feel, but not a flabby one. At that moment, Qin Qing's playful left foot was rubbing against her right, and this simple movement
gave Zhang Ming the urge to rush over and hug her feet. In that movement, he saw
the beautiful curve formed between her ankle and toes—it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Qin Qing's skin was already fair, and these white, jade-like feet, with their healthy, rosy hue
, were truly perfect.

Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, swallowing his saliva. He suddenly dared not look any longer, realizing that
if he continued, he might do something inappropriate.

Zhang Ming carefully closed the bathroom door. When he reached the living room, his face was burning
hot , and his heartbeat had somehow slowed.

Picking up his phone, he discovered it was recording. Seeing this, he felt slightly satisfied and headed to the bathroom in
the master bedroom to hide for a while.

He couldn't help it; the tent down there had been too much work.

Only after his body had returned to normal did Zhang Ming return to Qin Mengmeng's room.

"Why did you take so long? Did you fall into the latrine?" Qin Mengmeng checked the time; it had been about ten minutes
.

Actually, Zhang Ming's spying time was very short; it was just that his recovery time was a bit long.

"I almost fell in! Let's stop here for tonight; I'm going to study now!" Zhang Ming wanted to go home early
because he wanted to relive the scene from earlier.

After saying goodbye to Qin Mengmeng, the first thing he did upon returning home was to close the bedroom door, then lock the doors and windows, take out
his phone, lay out tissues, and take off his pants.

While watching the video recorded on his phone, he thoroughly masturbated.

After the stream of white fluid gushed out, Zhang Ming regretted it, thinking, "Damn it, what am I doing
?"

But in the latter half of the night, Zhang Ming couldn't sleep because every time he closed his eyes, he saw Qin Qing's long, white legs, so
he had no choice but to take out his phone and watch the video again, masturbating once more.

This time, however, he felt no regret. His main thought was to find a way
to touch her next time; mere peeping wasn't enough to satisfy his lust.

But after that night's spying, Zhang Ming hesitated to go to Qin Mengmeng's house for several days, feeling guilty.

Then one day, Zhang Ming appeared, because Qin Qing had run into him downstairs in their apartment complex.

"Little thing, why haven't you been coming to study these past few days? Are you slacking off?" Qin Qing
worked for a listed company, specifically a regional branch of the head office, as a financial
accountant.

She had just finished work and was still in her work clothes, not yet changed.

Zhang Ming saw her wearing a dark women's suit skirt, her legs—the ones he so admired—
wearing black stockings and black high heels.

A small black bag slung over her waist as she swayed her hips towards him.

"Sister Qing, you're relaxed now, unlike us. The city's first mock exam starts next Friday, and I'm so
nervous!" Zhang Ming said, making up an excuse.

"Little rascal, I've told you to balance work and rest, haven't I? How about this, your older sister, I have the next two days off.
How about I take you two little devils to our old fishing spot to relax and go fishing?" Qin Qing
has always played the role of an older sister in front of Zhang Ming, an impression formed since childhood that she has never changed.

Actually, what happened in the second year of junior high school brought Zhang Ming more embarrassment, but for Qin Qing, it was like this:
"The little guy who used to follow me around has finally started to grow up!"

With this thought, she became more mindful of her image as an older sister and wouldn't
play around so carelessly like when they were little. It's just that the way she called him from childhood hasn't changed. When they were little, Zhang Ming wasn't tall, unlike his current
height of around 1.8 meters, so Qin Qing always called him "little rascal."

But Qin Qing's thinking was simple, while Zhang Ming at that age didn't think that way.

Perhaps this proves the saying that misunderstandings arise unintentionally.

Actually, besides wanting to take the two girls to the base for a break, Qin Qing also wanted to go back and see her parents,
as the two sisters hadn't seen their parents for several months.

Zhang Ming was overjoyed to hear that Qin Qing was going to take them fishing. He remembered when they were little, Qin Qing would take them
fishing. Back then, Qin Qing was already a teenager, but she was a skilled fisherwoman, while the two of them were just ten-year-olds who
didn't know anything about fishing and would only cause trouble. Fishing was one of Zhang Ming's fondest memories with the Qin sisters
.

"Sister Qing, is that reservoir still there?" Zhang Ming asked, puzzled. He checked the time; tomorrow was Saturday
, and he had a day off.

"Of course it is! A while ago, when you were still in school, I even went fishing with your brother Hao
! How about it, you bookworm, do you want to go?" Qin Qing said, a
blush creeping across her face as she mentioned the reservoir.

Qin Qing, of course, had no idea that the name Li Hao was a sore spot for Zhang Ming. Hearing that Qin Qing was taking that man
to their childhood "base" made Zhang Ming feel very uncomfortable. And given Zhang Ming's current sexual
experience, he certainly wouldn't let the blush on Qin Qing's face lead him to any other thoughts.

If an experienced person heard Qin Qing say this and had that expression, they would definitely think:
"Did they have a wild time there?"

Fortunately, Zhang Ming didn't notice, otherwise, given his petty nature, he would probably be even more upset. But anyway,
Zhang Ming happily said, "Okay, okay! Remember to call me tomorrow!"

"Of course, little one. By the way, why aren't you eating at home? Where are you going?" Qin Qing asked.

"My grandma is sick, and my dad went to see her. I have to go out for takeout tonight!" Zhang Ming
said aggrievedly.

"Is grandma sick? Is it serious?" Qin Qing asked with concern.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "My dad said that it's inevitable for old people to have problems. It's just that her blood pressure is high, it's nothing!"

"Then come to my place for dinner tonight! Let's go!" Qin Qing was relieved to hear that Zhang Ming's grandma was alright
. She knew that Zhang Ming's parents divorced when he was young, and he lacked love from others since childhood. For this reason, she
was more protective of Zhang Ming. Otherwise, given Qin Qing's seemingly gentle but inherently proud nature, she
wouldn't be so kind to others. However, such people don't have many friends, at least not at the company. Although Qin Qing is
appreciated by her superiors, she's not popular with her female colleagues, and her male colleagues don't dare to approach her. Naturally, Qin
Qing's beautiful appearance is one reason, but her lack of sophistication also plays a significant role
.

However, this personality has its good and bad sides. For example, if someone is considered a friend, she
will treat them very well. Undoubtedly, Zhang Ming is a lucky guy.

Qin Qing led Zhang Ming into her building. At the elevator, seeing so
many people said, "Sister Qing, this elevator has been malfunctioning lately. Let's not take
it!"

The elevator in Qin Qing's building had been broken for a while and no one had come to repair it. It would suddenly stop intermittently
, and the security camera inside had also broken down. That's why Zhang Ming said that.

"Hey bro, we live on the 17th floor! Do you expect me to walk all the way up?" Qin Qing joked, hands on her hips,
feigning anger as she glared at Zhang Ming.

Qin Qing's building had 25 floors, and at this time of day, during rush hour, the elevators were
quite crowded. Zhang Ming had mentioned not wanting to take the elevator for two reasons: one was that it was malfunctioning, and the other was that he'd seen
a guy.

He was a man about 1.85 meters tall, around 25 or 26 years old, with dyed blond hair and
a thuggish air about him.

He was currently embracing a voluptuous woman, occasionally telling her jokes that made her
laugh.

Zhang Ming's apartment complex was just an ordinary one, so some oddballs frequented it.
He considered that kind of man dangerous, and out of a protective instinct, he naturally didn't want his beloved sister to ride in
the same elevator with this guy.

However, it seemed Zhang Ming's worries were unnecessary. He discovered the man lived on the top floor, and during the elevator ride
, he was so engrossed in entertaining the woman that he seemed oblivious to Qin Qing.

However, when Qin Qing and Zhang Ming stepped out of the elevator, the blond-haired man still looked up and
glanced at them, though only casually.

"See? I told you it was okay!" Qin Qing said smugly, taking her keys out of her bag.

Often, a beautiful woman might seem arrogant and unapproachable to outsiders, but
those close to her will reveal a natural and innocent side.
This was the case with Qin Qing and Zhang Ming.

Qin Qing opened the door and went inside. Zhang Ming deliberately lagged behind, so that
when Qin Qing changed her shoes at the door, he could get a close look at her stockinged feet. Sure enough, Qin Qing didn't just casually toss her shoes off like a man. She first took out her usual slippers

from the shoe rack , but since they were at the bottom, she had to bend over slightly. Since Qin Qing was wearing a skirt suit, bending over revealed a beautiful outline 　　of her buttocks due to the tight fit . 　　Zhang Ming had noticed this place a long time ago. When he saw Qin Qing bend over, her upturned buttocks made him really want to imitate the scenes in Japanese adult films, simply ripping off her skirt and grabbing her waist for sex. Of course, he could only dream about it, so in this situation, he could only peek under her skirt, hoping to see her secret garden. However, this process only lasted a few seconds. Before he could make any move, Qin Qing had already changed her slippers and put them on the floor. 　　She elegantly took one foot out of her high heel and put on the slipper, then gently shook her other foot to take off the high heel as well. In just a moment, Qin Qing had changed her shoes. 　　Just then, the little black cat suddenly ran out from the corner of the living room. Qin Qing naturally caught it and said affectionately, "Little baby, did you miss Mommy? I'll make you something delicious later!" 　　Qin Qing loved small animals, especially cats. In college, she even kept a rabbit. Later, she also...

She chose to keep a cat because she thought cats were very intelligent and gentle, and their eyes had a special
beauty, seemingly possessing an endless charm.

Qin Qing, holding the little black cat, turned to Zhang Ming and said, "Mengmeng should be in her room. Go play with her. I'll change
my clothes first, then I'll cook. Okay?"

Zhang Ming obediently agreed, quickly changed his shoes, and headed towards Qin Mengmeng's room.

Qin Qing, still holding the little black cat, entered the room and nudged the door with her foot, preparing to change, but it seemed her foot
wasn't strong enough, and the door didn't close properly.

Zhang Ming was about to push open Qin Mengmeng's door, but seeing that Qin Qing's room wasn't locked, his mind
started racing. Since Qin Qing's master bedroom and Qin Mengmeng's room were only separated by a door, Zhang Ming
wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

Having learned from his previous experience, Zhang Ming wasn't too nervous, but he was still very excited.

He habitually took out his phone, switched to camera mode, and then stood on tiptoe, craning his neck to look inside.

At first, Zhang Ming only saw the black cat curled up on the bed, its sapphire blue eyes
staring at him, making him feel a little flustered. Although Zhang Ming didn't see the figure of his goddess, he heard

the wardrobe opening and the sound of it clattering . 　　This time, unlike last time when there was a cloth in between, he dared to push it open a little more, but this time the gap was still three or four centimeters. Zhang Ming couldn't help but marvel at how well the lock was designed; with a slight bounce, it left exactly three or four centimeters. 　　Then he saw Qin Qing place a set of casual home clothes on the bed, and then Zhang Ming saw a scene that excited him. 　　He saw Qin Qing first take off her suit jacket, revealing a white shirt underneath, her fair skin faintly visible. She carefully hung the suit jacket on a hanger first, and then began to put on her skirt suit. 　　Qin Qing's skirt suit had a zipper, the zipper was at the waist, and Zhang Ming only heard the "zzzz" of the zipper, and the skirt suit that had been tightly wrapped around Qin Qing fell to the ground in a flash. 　　What caught Zhang Ming's eye was Qin Qing's stockings and the rounded buttocks he had long fantasized about: "She's wearing pantyhose!" 　　Zhang Ming's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, but he stared wide-eyed. 　　Next, he saw Qin Qing extend a thumb from each hand, hooking the sides of the pantyhose and gently pushing them down. When 　　she reached her thighs, she sat on the bed. This movement nearly scared Zhang Ming to death, because Qin Qing had previously changed clothes with her back to him, but now, sitting on the bed, she was facing him at an angle . If she turned her head, their eyes would meet, 　　and Zhang Ming would be in trouble. Although Zhang Ming wanted to watch , he pulled his head back. After a few seconds 　　, Qin Qing had taken off the black stockings. But when Zhang Ming turned back, he saw Qin Qing taking off her white shirt, still sitting on the bed. Zhang Ming didn't dare stare, only glancing briefly before looking away. 　　One moment Qin Qing was unbuttoning her shirt, the next, she was only wearing underwear. 　　She wore a pinkish-white bra, not a particularly sexy style, and looked quite clean. She also wore pinkish-white panties. Zhang Ming only glanced at her, assuming Qin Qing was about to take off her bra, and he mentally shouted, "I'm done!" 　　However, Qin Qing casually picked up a casual outfit that had been placed by the bed, first putting on her outer garment, then quickly putting on her pants. 　　Seeing this, Zhang Ming knew he should leave. Although he was disappointed at not seeing the most mysterious thing , he was still very satisfied. 　　When he gently pushed open the door next to him, he found Qin Mengmeng sleeping under a small blanket. 　　If any boy from her school had seen this, they probably would have pounced on her, but Zhang Ming sat dumbly at his desk, grabbing a book. 　　Not long after, Qin Qing appeared, knocking on the door and saying, "You two little ones, aren't you starving?"

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