Morning. I was holding a bowl of soy milk in the cafeteria, preparing to down it in one go, when I felt someone sit down beside me halfway through.
I turned my head to see Li Qing unboxing a piece of bread with a very focused expression. She was wearing her work clothes, but without a tie—probably because she was in a rush, her top button wasn't fully fastened either. Through the gap in her white shirt, a hint of cleavage was visible.
I had to admit, though Li Qing's assets couldn't hold a candle to Lu Xuehan and Murong Shanshan, she was quite adept at dressing herself. With this current outfit, thank goodness it was me; if it were any other man, he might have fallen for her at first sight. After all, Li Qing's rather delicate face and snow-white skin were quite attractive. When she wasn't acting coquettish, every smile and frown carried a hint of mature charm.
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