Qing Xue's Bf?

It was early morning the following day—Monday!

When Yayoi woke up, the first thing that greeted her eyes was the beautiful view of housemaid Jiao devotedly taking care of her morning wood.

Yayoi feels like a king after releasing a massive load inside her bitch's mouth.

It was awesome!

"Ahhh...How comfortable! Rise and shine! I have a feeling that it's going to be a good day today." After rewarding housemaid Jiao's efforts with that much-needed facial, Yayoi stretched her stiff body for some time.

She then asked for Jiao's bank account number and bragged: "I just transferred a million to your account. Take care of yourself and buy some more kinky costumes. As my bitch, you are to only listen to me. Huh? Don't look too surprised. Your master is rich! Hahaha!"

Yayoi laughed proudly. Even after a night full of exercises with barely any sleep, Yayoi was still in good condition, fresh, and full of energy.

Leaving the bewildered housemaid behind, she left the room in great spirit. It now reeks with the pungent smell of sex.

Inside the bathroom, Yayoi was naked as she carefully examined the reflection herself in the mirror.

Although it had only been a day since Yayoi took the Super Steroid Pill, her physique already looked much better compared to before. Her fat belly is not as sagging anymore, especially around the hip. And there is not even loose skin despite the tremendous weight loss. Moreover, her double chin has almost disappeared as well.

Turning her face left and right, Yayoi could see that her jawline nearly looked more apparent and defined.

It was no longer like a meat bun, and she was pleased!

"This change, it's way too drastic, isn't it...even my skin has gotten much better, and the acne's going down fast. Was this due to the skill or the pill?" Yayoi was confused.

"System?"

[It's the (medium) Health Potion, as a byproduct of its potent vitality, your skin complexion has slightly improved. So shut the f*ck up and don't ask me anymore, you disgraceful of an ugly bastard!]

"Is that so?" (⊙ꇴ⊙)

Yayoi pondered thoughtfully as she looked at the mirror. A moment later, she sighed.

"This face is too ordinary and unremarkable... Though without the acne and with my rapid weight loss. It doesn't look half bad, yup, at least I now look somewhat presentable. There are still six more days. Hehe, I look forward to it."

*Splash!*

Yayoi scrubbed her face clean and resumed her skincare routine. One much always strive to improve themself. The cosmetic products she bought from the mall were very costly, almost 50,000 Yuan. As Yayoi wasn't familiar with any of the brands, she bought the most expensive one, and now, she wanted to test how effective they were.

——

Meanwhile, in a small apartment elsewhere in Xinyang Town, the atmosphere was unsettled. Fang Guang continued knocking on the closed bedroom door with a worried look on his face.

"Little Xue, open the door... I'm here, so talk to me. Don't be like this. Are you mad at me?" Fang Guang reasoned, trying to keep his composure. "I make breakfast, at least eat something..."

His girlfriend, Qing Xue, has locked herself in her room and refused to come out for the past two days. She was always a cheerful type and optimistic person. So for her to suddenly become like this, he was anxious. If it had not for her periodic responses, he would have torn down the door and checked on her wellbeing.

In these two days, Fang Guang feels weak and worthless.

The muffled sounds of Qing Xue's weeping behind this door pained his heart immensely. Fang Guang doesn't know the reason, but he condemns himself for her suffering.

"I'm fine..."

When Qing Xue's faint whisper sounded in his ears, Fang Guang was overjoyed. The restlessness in his heart also subsided significantly.

At this moment, Qing Xue suddenly opened the door and rushed outside.

Fang Guang could see that the corner of her eyes was red, puffy from crying too much. It hurt him more than anything.

However, he was also surprised.

Qing Xue didn't have the wasted appearance of someone who wholly locked themself away for two days, hungry in the dark. But instead, she appeared even more beautiful than before. Her skin was fairer, brighter, healthier, and more delicate.

After Qing Xue got out of the room, the first thing she did was to throw herself into his arms and start bawling like a newborn. She wanted comfort but didn't dare to tell him what had happened. She loved him, and she was also afraid. Afraid of what he did think of her.

They just embraced each other tightly.

He comforted her and said, "Qing Xue, it's a relief that you are fine. Don't do this again. I was so worried."

"Mmm." Qing Xue nodded. Nevertheless, deep in her heart, she couldn't help but feel dirty, tainted, and unclean.

Qing Xue kept questioning herself, 'Am I still worthy of him?' It was all she had been doing for the past two days—crying, mulling over the same question again and again.

But as fate would have it.

While Fang Guang hugged her, his sharp eyes were glaring at the gap of her oversized white shirt. There, he noticed the numerous red marks on her back that had yet to fade away completely.

Unbeknownst to the clueless Qing Xue, a tinge of red hue flickered in Fang Guang's eyes. He felt extreme anger. For a split second, a cold murderous aura flooded the room.

She grimaced in pain and said: "You are hugging me a little too tight. It's hurt..."

"Huh? Sorry, little Xue, are you okay?"

Her words made him snap out of it, and the murderous aura instantly dissipated.

"I'm fine." She shook her head.

He suggested: "How about I take a day off today and accompany you? Just stay at home. You don't have to push yourself and go to work if you don't feel well."

"...No, I have to go. Our financial situation is not good." Qing Xue took a deep breath and smiled as she reassured him. "I will be fine, don't worry about me. Work hard and save up for our wedding, okay?"