Huaiyao’s Life (200,000-word original female-female novel) including workplace status reversal

Author: xiaoshusheng
Word count: 10444
Author: Little Scholar Lianxia
Book Title: Huai Yao’s Life
Number of words: 200,000 words
Contents: licking feet, stepping on feet, holy water, slapping, tongue-in-cheek, tribute, reversal of respect.
introduction–
“The shaping of a person’s psychology is complex and full of accidents. Even the psychology that has been studied for hundreds of years cannot fundamentally explain a person’s strange psychology, especially the psychology related to ‘sex’. If you can start when a person’s sexual enlightenment begins during the growth process, you can change her life…”
There was an intellectual but tender reading sound. Qian Ling closed the book “Psychology & Personality Building” she just read in her hand, picked up a bag and walked out the door.
My name is Ye Huaiyao. In the 1980s, my father resigned his position in the system and devoted himself to doing business. He easily earned tens of millions of net worth by virtue of his connections. Since I can remember, I have been moving, and finally left my life-changing childhood in the most luxurious villa area in the area. The leap in class made my father lost, so he quickly abandoned his mother who shared his sufferings, and wiped out all the marks with his mother, not even a single photo was left. I was only two years old at the time. After so many years, I can’t even remember what my mother looked like. From my uncle, I heard more than once that “Mom married Dad, it’s really a delicate rose planted on a pile of cow dung”. I think my mother must be a very beautiful and charming woman.
From then on, I followed my father to live a life without worrying about food and clothing. When I was in the first grade of junior high school in 1995, my father hired several tutors because of poor grades, but they were all scared away by my various neurotic behaviors.
The first time I saw Qian Ling was at the door of my house. I was watching TV in the house when the doorbell rang suddenly. I walked to the door and said “Who is it?” I said impatiently.
A nice voice came, “Hello, I am the tutor hired by Mr. Ye, my name is Qian Ling”.
“It’s annoying, here comes another one.” I opened the door angrily and glanced at the woman standing in front of me about 1.72 meters tall. I saw that she was in her thirties, wearing a plain white shirt, jeans, a pair of casual canvas shoes on her feet, and a fake Gucci bag on her shoulders. She looked ordinary and vain.
“You are Ye Huaiyao, right? Oh, you look so good-looking, you can call me Teacher Qian.” Qian Ling looked at me and said with a smile. At this time, I paid attention to her face. Although she was dressed cheaply, it was undeniable that she was the most beautiful woman among my many teachers. The two shallow dimples on the face of melon seeds without makeup but like the morning glow reflecting the snow are very charming. Under the curved willow eyebrows are a pair of clear and bright peach blossom eyes. The thin lips under the small and straight nose are like orchid petals reflected in the morning glow.Delicate and charming.
“Humph, I’m quite pretty, but so what, I’m also a famous school belle” I said to myself, indeed, although I’m only 13 years old this year, I developed a little earlier than my peers, and my height of 1.63 meters is absolutely outstanding among girls of my age. In addition, my breasts that are about to be released have slightly formed.
“Your house is really big.” Qian Ling looked around and said enviously. Facing the beautiful woman standing in front of me, who looked like she had never seen the world, I couldn’t help sneering, “Mr. Qian, let’s study in the living room, don’t delay me watching TV.” After I finished speaking, I sat on the sofa and continued watching TV.
Qian Ling obviously heard a hint of sarcasm from my tone, coupled with my almost provocative behavior, she couldn’t help being a little embarrassed, her brows were slightly frowned, and a trace of flush appeared on her cheeks, but she quickly regained her confidence. After all, without this confidence, she wouldn’t be running around with a fake Gucci.
At this moment, an accidental scene happened, which completely changed my life. At that time, the most popular romantic drama “Wisteria Garden” was playing on the TV series, and Wisteria, the maid of the young mistress Li Kexin, got the love of the young mistress Li Kexin, which made Li Kexin jealous and revenge. She asked Wisteria to kneel and crawl over to wipe the high heels on her feet, and took the opportunity to step on Wisteria’s hand with the high heels.
The whole episode lasted less than a minute, but it left an indelible mark on my young mind. I am in the enlightenment of puberty, and I have already had an inexplicable yearning for the love of men and women, otherwise I would have watched Aunt Qiong Yao’s various romantic dramas over and over all day long, such as “Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms” and “Green Riverside Grass”. But that’s it.
But when the young lady in “Wisteria Garden” ordered the girl Wisteria to kneel and crawl towards me, I felt like my body was on fire, and my heart was beating wildly like a deer bumping wildly. Seeing the young lady stepping on the wisteria’s hand, the camera shifted from the wisteria’s distorted face due to the pain to the stern face of the young lady, who lowered her head as if looking at something very interesting, and the sneer and wild laughter revealed from the corners of her eyes and mouth fixed my gaze. I concentrated on watching the stampede scene in the TV series. This scene in front of me seemed to arouse my most primitive sexual impulse. Looking at the looming jade legs under the cheongsam of the young lady and the wisteria kneeling next to her high-heeled shoes, my legs were clamped tightly under the hot feeling, and my fingers were tightly clasped to the edge of the sofa. My lower body seemed to feel a burst of moisture.
Of course, my abnormal behavior caught Qian Ling’s attention, but my nervous expression did not.He noticed a faint smile on the corner of Qian Ling’s mouth. Qian Ling remembered a sentence in a book she had just read before, “Any weird sexual habit comes from an accidental sex in the process of growing up.”