Sheepadu
Stories
3
Chapters
371
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654.9 K
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Reading
2 d, 6 h
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Heat spread between them, an almost tangible intensity filling the air. Each breath Chi Yin exhaled felt like a wisp of cloud brushing against Qiao Ziman’s skin, leaving her trembling in its wake. Biting down on her lip to suppress a cry, Qiao Ziman left faint teeth marks behind, a testament to how hard she was holding back. Chi Yin, noticing this, caught Qiao Ziman’s lower lip between her own, soothing the marks with a gentle kiss. Qiao Ziman instinctively arched her graceful neck back, her hands…-
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Ji Yun frowned slightly. “Where?” Yu Shuyan smirked, her voice laced with venom. “To f*ck!” She kicked off her high heels and stormed toward the door, adding, “You’ve got five minutes, or I’m leaving without you!” Ji Yun turned to Qiao Ziman, her tone almost casual. “I’ll go check what’s up. Be right back.” With that, she chased after Yu Shuyan. Qiao Ziman sat frozen in her seat, utterly stunned. No, this can’t be right. Her thoughts swirled, her mind a cacophony of question…
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Qiao Ziman lowered her gaze, her voice turning thoughtful. “That doesn’t seem right. We’re not even officially together yet, and I’m already keeping things from her. Isn’t that dishonest?” Ji Yun stared at her, speechless. Wow, what a little angel. How did I not realize my best friend was such a paragon of virtue? “I’m seriously tempted to nominate you for ‘Best Girlfriend of the Year,’” Ji Yun quipped. “Oh, you flatter me,” Qiao Ziman replied, smiling sheepishly. Seeing that…
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The buzz-cut woman didn’t seem offended. Instead, she introduced herself with a sly smile. “Let me introduce myself—I’m Xiao Qiang. You can call me Qiangzi.” Next to her, a heavily made-up woman tapped Xiao Qiang’s shoulder, her voice dripping with amusement. “Ooh, spicy! Qiangzi, you like this type, huh? In that case, I’ll take the other one.” Ji Yun pointed to herself. “Me?” “Yep. What do you say?” Ji Yun thought to herself, Wow, what’s going on today? Why am I only…
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Qiao Ziman froze for a moment before offering an awkward smile and replying perfunctorily, “Hello.” Professor Fang glanced between the two of them, a smile tugging at her lips. “Even now, you two look like a perfect match.” The comment made Qiao Ziman uncomfortable. Is Professor Fang trying to play matchmaker? Her suspicions deepened when Professor Fang stood up and moved to chat with people at the next table. What’s there to talk about? she thought irritably. There’s a little troublemaker…
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Qiao Ziman curled up under the blanket, her face as red as a tomato. This is so embarrassing. So mortifying. She had never worn something like that in her entire life. Yet here she was, wondering if it might improve her Yinyin’s mood. Lifting one corner of the blanket, Qiao Ziman cautiously extended a hand, fumbling for her phone. The moment her fingers grasped it, she darted back under the covers, retreating like a startled rabbit. With her heart pounding, she unlocked the screen and checked her…
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Qiao Ziman stared at the person who had appeared out of nowhere, frozen for several seconds. Then, like a startled fawn, she shot up from the bed in panic. “Wh-why are you in here?” Qiao Ziman stammered, catching a glimpse of her phone on the bed, still playing the video. Her eyes widened in horror, and she quickly pointed toward the door. “Look! Xiaohua had babies!” she blurted out. Chi Yin turned her head, momentarily confused. In that split second, Qiao Ziman snatched the phone and hid it…
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Qiao Ziman went to the restroom to clean up. Ten minutes later, she returned to her workstation with two wads of tissue stuffed in her nostrils, her face even paler than before. Weak and exhausted, she slumped onto her desk. Just then, her phone buzzed, breaking the silence. She fished it out and glanced at the screen. The name displayed was one she hadn’t seen in ages: Fang Jing, her university professor. Back in her university days, Qiao Ziman had juggled part-time jobs and studies to pay off her…
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Scared of shocking President Chi? This might be the funniest joke Ji Yun had heard all year. Ji Yun laughed heartlessly. “Hahaha.” Qiao Ziman put down the towel in her hand, holding the phone between her chin and shoulder as she slipped on her nightgown. “What are you laughing at? I’m being serious.” “Nothing,” Ji Yun said, though her thoughts were screaming: My silly little sister. “So, are you two officially together now?” Qiao Ziman paused, her hands busy drying her hair, before…
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"Teacher?" Shi Qiansui’s excitement grew, and she practically bounced out of her chair, running over to Qiao Ziman. "We’re so alike! We even have the same… preferences!" “Oh my gosh, do you know? Yanyan and I started out as a teacher-student relationship too. She teaches me writing during the day, and at night, she teaches me…” Shi Qiansui hesitated for a moment, her cheeks turning pink, “all sorts of techniques.” “Hahaha!” “Since we have such a great connection, I’ve decided to…
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