young woman toilet

Author: dengxiaoyun
Word count: 3683
The night when Sister Yue agreed to be my girlfriend, I was very impressed.
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I only remember that it was a clear night, and a round moon refracted the silvery white light to the world, which was suspected to be frost on the ground. Sister Yue and I were in a hidden corner next to the artificial lake in the school. Sister Yue sat on a bench with her legs crossed. I knelt on the ground and quietly massaged Sister Yue’s calves.

In Shanghai in March, the early spring is warm and cold. Sister Yue is wearing a khaki woolen coat today, with flesh-colored bare legs on her legs, and a pair of black Martin boots. There is still my saliva on the top of the Martin boots. Yes, I just licked Sister Yue’s boots clean.
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I don’t know why I confessed my love to Sister Yue by accident. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am impulsive, because in fact I am just a little slave of Sister Yue.

Sister Yue and I got acquainted on a social software in the same circle, and found out that the two were alumni and were in the same class, so we chatted slowly. Sister Yue is a liberal arts student, and I study computer, which is almost completely different in major.

Sister Yue is so fucking dazzling. When I first met Sister Yue, I should have been like most boys or men who saw Sister Yue for the first time, and I was stunned in place. Bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, a height of 1.68 meters, a pair of dazzling white long legs, her eyes are like her name when she smiles, like a crooked moon. I can’t think of any words to praise Sister Yue for her beauty, I just hate that I can’t memorize the entire “Fu of Luoshen”.
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Sister Yue said yes, she is willing to be my girlfriend.
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I didn’t act particularly excited, I just remembered that I deeply kowtowed to Sister Yue.

Later I asked Sister Yue why she agreed to be my girlfriend. She said that there is no shortage of “dog licking” around her, and it is not an exaggeration for her chasers to say that there is a reinforced platoon, whether it is a male fan in the circle or a male classmate in normal life. But Sister Yue doesn’t like them. She thinks that most of the male girlfriends in the circle have sperm on their heads, and the male students outside the circle are just greedy for her body. She doesn’t like it.

As for me, until the night when I confessed my love to Sister Yue, I had been serving Sister Yue for a year. Buying food, taking Sister Yue to the office, and going out with her every day are extremely busy. Although I am a very light-tasting m, or even a pseudo-m, because although I am foot-obsessed, I have a physical resistance to the smell of my feet. Even if she is as beautiful as sister Yue, her sweaty feet after exercise are also sour. Although occasionally Sister Yue will forcefully step on my nose to make me sniff hard, but even after being trained for so long, I still have physical resistance.

But Sister Yue said I was doing things steadilyShe is heavy, has a strong ability to work, and is considerate. She can see that I really like and admire her. Although most of the training was limited to licking the uppers of Sister Yue’s shoes, not even the soles, or kneeling down to give Sister Yue a massage.

Sister Yue said that she was used to being served by my little servant, and felt that she couldn’t do without me.

I can finally appear in public with Sister Yue in a legitimate way. Those suitors of Sister Yue really can’t figure out where I lost to this ordinary man in science and technology. They all said that I was a toad who ate swan meat. When doing laundry for Sister Yue, I was finally able to tell my roommate openly and aboveboard to help my girlfriend do the laundry, and justifiably accepted the title of “Strictly Controlled Wife”.
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On weekdays, we are a normal young couple, going to our respective offices to do our respective jobs during the day, and every quiet night, in the corner of the artificial lake in the school, I am the little slave kneeling quietly at Sister Yue’s feet.
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The days went on like this. Sister Yue and I experienced writing papers, finding a job, graduating, and gradually moved from the campus to the society.

Time pulls back to the present.
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I was a computer student, and now I work as an algorithm engineer in an Internet company. I have become a typical 996 programmer. I earn a considerable income, but my work is very busy.

Sister Yue joined a local state-owned enterprise in Shanghai. She works from 9 to 5 every day and has a stable job, but her income is not high.
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Perhaps this is the “siege” of many people’s career choices. Sister Yue and I are on both sides of the besieged city.

My workplace is in the suburbs of Shanghai, and Yuejie is in the city center. Considering the rental price and commuting, in order to accommodate me, Yuejie and I rented a quite large house near my company, so that it is convenient for me to go to work, but Yuejie may have to commute for an hour and a half every day.

After work, I have less time to serve Sister Yue. My time at home is basically eating, washing and sleeping. Only when we go to work together every day, I can kneel in front of Sister Yue, change her out shoes, and lean down to kiss her.