Chapter 11 is good or bad?

  Because it was a flower shop, there wasn't much business in this small district at night, and "Qingqing Flower Shop" usually closed up for the night. The little girl who helped with the store had also gone home to sleep. Xie Feiyu carried a bag of rice to the front door, but was surprised to find that not only was it closed, but the rolling shutter door was also locked, however, fortunately, there was still a faint light coming from the window curtains on the second floor.

  "Zhao Jie, Zhao Jie, are you there?" Xie Feiyu called out for a while before seeing a head pop out from the second floor window, with black long hair loosely draped over her shoulders.

  "Oh, it's my dear little Fei Yu who's back! I've missed you to death!" Zhao Zi Qing exclaimed with joy upon seeing Xie Fei Yu. "Just wait a moment, I'll open the door for you."

  Xie Feiyu stood downstairs for a while, carrying a 25-kilogram bag of rice, but Zhao Ziqing didn't come down to open the door. Feeling that the rice on his shoulder was getting heavier and heavier, Xie Feiyu didn't want to torture himself anymore, so he put down the rice and leaned it against the doorpost.

  "Hehehe", Xie Feiyu's rice had been on the ground for less than a minute when the rolling shutter was lifted, and Xie Feiyu was so depressed, having to spend more effort carrying it on his shoulders again, exhausting my little waist!

  "Hey, Fei Yu hasn't been back for a while, and it looks like he's gotten even more handsome! Is he dating someone at school? Has he found a new love and forgotten about his Zhao sister?" At this time, Zhao Zi Qing was only wearing a loose, knee-length jumpsuit with a V-neck that was cut very low, revealing a hint of cleavage that drew Fei Yu's gaze straight in. Possibly because she had just taken a bath, her hair was slightly disheveled and casually draped over her shoulders, adding to her natural charm and the sleepy beauty's coquettish demeanor. Zhao Zi Qing's skin was already very fair, and at this age when women are most mature and charming, under the dreamy-colored daylight lamp, she looked even more captivating. Especially that one exposed leg of hers, with its naturally formed curves, making people want to lift up her skirt and take a peek at what's underneath."

  What's even more deadly is that Zhao Ziqing walked over with a swaying waist, elegantly stretched out an index finger, lightly stroked Xie Feiyu's cheek, and gently opened her vermilion lips to say: "Little Feiyu, looking at your eyes, it seems like you want to devour me, do you think I'm beautiful?"

  She was so close, and Xie Feiyu lowered his head to see a deep V-shaped valley, as well as the faintly visible two plump white mounds. The cotton nightgown had a good drape, allowing Xie Feiyu to clearly see that above the chest, there were two small protrusions, making him full of endless fantasies about what was inside.

  When Zhao Ziqing teased him, Xie Feiyu really wanted to answer honestly, "I just want to eat you up." But when he opened his mouth, it became "Sister Zhao, I'm here to deliver rice."

  Seeing Xie Feiyu manage to shift his gaze away from himself, Zhao Ziqing felt a slight disappointment, but the expression flashed by in an instant, and Xie Feiyu naturally didn't notice. "Feiyu, help sister move upstairs."

  Zhao Ziqing led the way ahead, and by the time Xie Feiyu had shouldered the rice again to follow her, she had already pulled away from him. When Xie Feiyu reached the stairs, Zhao Ziqing was already halfway up. Due to the difference in height between them, Xie Feiyu's line of sight moved up along her slender legs and actually peeked under her skirt, catching a glimpse of a small section of white thigh. This height wasn't enough; if he waited for her to climb a few more steps, would he be able to see more? Thinking this, Xie Feiyu's footsteps slowed down unconsciously.

  Xie Feiyu's little heart was pounding "thump thump" as he silently recited to himself: up, further up, just a bit higher. But just when he thought his line of sight was about to reach that fork in the road, Zhao Ziqing had already reached the top step, and next would be turning into the room.

  It's really frustrating, just a little bit short.

  "Zhao Jie, wait for me a moment, my shoelace has come undone." Xie Feiyu finally couldn't resist the temptation in his heart. While calling out to Zhao Ziqing, he "thudded" the sack of rice to the ground and bent down, quickly untying one of his shoelaces with both hands. His gaze, however, slyly darted upwards.

  "Isn't it just a shoelace? Do I have to wait for you?" Zhao Ziqing replied, stopping in her tracks. Then, with a swift turn around, she gave Xie Feiyu a full frontal view.

  Xie Feiyu suppressed his wildly racing heart, pretending to be very natural as he looked up, white and plump thighs, and further up, the sharp angle formed by the two legs became more and more pointed. But just when Xie Feiyu was expecting to see that mysterious place for the first time in real life, the angle turned black.

  Lord, please give me a ray of light. Xie Feiyu prayed fervently in his heart.

  "Feather, what color are my panties today? Did you see?" Zhao Ziqing saw Xie Feiyu's dull eyes and immediately thought of what he was doing, but she didn't mean to cover her legs, instead, she asked with a smile.

  "Not, not, just a little short." Xie Feiyu blurted out, but soon came to his senses. Wasn't this tantamount to voluntarily confessing to peeking? So he immediately added: "No, no, I didn't look at all."

  "Hmm, now look at you? You deliberately fell behind, didn't you have this intention?" Zhao Ziqing narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly at the embarrassed Xie Feiyu.

  "Hehe......" Xie Feiyu smiled slyly, quickly tied his shoelaces, shouldered the rice, and chased after Zhao Ziqing.

  Leading Xie Feiyu to send rice into the kitchen, Zhao Ziqing pulled Xie Feiyu's hand and let him go with her to the bedroom to get money.

  As soon as the door opened, Xie Feiyu was greeted by a faint floral scent that was romantic, warm and lingering, making his face feel even hotter.

  She raised her head again, and Xie Feiyu was thoroughly shocked. On the 32-inch color TV, the entire screen was filled with a woman, who was naked, with her lips slightly open, leaning on a pink sofa, her left hand pinching one of her full and somewhat exaggerated breasts into a flat shape, two nipples like two drops of crystal clear grapes, making people want to pounce on them and take a bite. The woman's legs were bent up, forcefully spread apart, and her other hand was holding a cucumber covered with grains, the other end of which had entered where it should go. The picture was paused, although there was no sound, but Xie Feiyu felt that a soft, seductive hum was flowing out from between her slightly open lips.

  Xie Feiyu had seen this kind of movie before, but it was always secretly watched on a computer screen of ten or so inches. Where had he ever seen such a clear and large picture? Especially when thinking about the person who had just watched this movie, it was an overly flirtatious woman, what an impact, you can imagine how shocking it would be!

  "Feathered wings, is it pretty? Stay and watch with me until the end before leaving?" Zhao Zijing turned her head around, gazing at Xie Feiyu with enchanting eyes like silk.