I'm stuck on writer's block and it's making me crazy. I'll try to get back on track tomorrow.

After doing some shopping, Wang Zhuo brought Ji Qiong back to his apartment in Xuhui District.

Wang Zhuo's place showed little trace of Ganlin, which made Ji Qiong feel much more at ease. If every surface were covered with photos, clothes and keepsakes from the girl, she might not know how to handle herself properly.

The snow had somehow turned into icy rain by now. Their clothes got slightly damp while leaving the supermarket, so as soon as they entered, Wang Zhuo fetched two robes - one for himself and another he handed over to Ji Qiong.

Ji Qiong's petite figure made her look even more delicate in the men's robe, especially with those pigtail buns tied by a red ribbon. She resembled an adorable porcelain doll living next door.

Seeing her slender frame, Wang Zhuo felt a surge of tenderness. This girl had suffered too much over past year. If it weren't for him, who could tell what kind of person she might have become.

Ji Qiong immediately started preparing dinner: cutting beef brisket into cubes and stewing in pressure cooker, coating saury with flour before deep-frying, slicing fruits and vegetables to mix with cream and salad dressing, briefly boiling eel slices and tofu skin until broth turned clear, then chilling them with icy water before drizzling red oil.

Wang Zhuo assisted from the side and praised her culinary skills. As they worked together making Christmas Eve dinner, time seemed to roll back three years to their high school days - two young classmates sharing desks in awkward adolescent innocence.

The last dish of braised beef stew was just about ready when Ji Qiong asked Wang Zhuo to add her on QQ.

Wang Zhuo readily agreed and brought his laptop to the living room. When he logged into QQ, both laughed heartily at their nicknames - "Father" for him and "Nun" for her.

The wine tonight was Dynasty Dry Red that tasted like fruit juice with no burn. They didn't notice having finished first bottle when Ji Qiong insisted on another round.

Seeing Wang Zhuo hesitating slightly, Ji Qiong smiled understandingly: "It's fine dear, I'll take a cab later. No need for you to drive me home drunk."

After finishing second bottle, Wang Zhuo felt uneasy as Ji Qion seemed determined not to leave until she was properly inebriated.

"Let's have another one!" Ji Qion rose toward refrigerator but got stopped by Wang Zhuo: "No more wine please. Let's switch to drinks."

Her small frame tilted dangerously when her wrist got caught, and suddenly she collapsed into his arms.

Wang Zhuo instinctively supported her shoulders as their eyes met. Ji Qion's face bloomed with rosy hue while her gaze overflowed with spring-like warmth.

As his hands slowly encircled her waist, she whispered in his ear: "I really love you Wang Zhuo. Do you still love me?"

The hot breath sent shivers down Wang Zhuo's spine as he awkwardly pushed her away and muttered, "Ji Qion don't be silly - have you had too much to drink?"

"I haven't," she said while lifting her eyes directly into his.

In those depths lay pure affection without gratitude or repayment. It was raw passion that had haunted him for long.

Wang Zhuo lost himself temporarily when Ji Qion's lips suddenly pressed against his, soft and moist with sweet fragrance. Her tiny tongue probed his slightly parted mouth, touching his own tongue by accident.

Not being a saint nor prude gentleman, Wang Zhuo soon wrapped both arms around her waist in passionate kiss.

He quickly noticed her clumsy technique but kissing was something that could be learned on its own. Soon their tongues were moving together expertly.

Though far from an expert, he had two fairly steady partners before and often gave them private coaching about tongue usage for certain reasons, so his combined theoretical and practical knowledge was quite sufficient.

Soon Ji Qion melted in his arms but when her hands started roaming his body, Wang Zhuo gradually stopped.

"Is this okay? I already have a girlfriend."

Ji Qion's movement halted instantly. After long silence she suddenly raised her face with determined resolve: "Let me be your temporary girlfriend just for tonight. Then I'll return you to her forever."

Wang Zhuo sighed: "How could that possibly be fair?"

"Life has never been fair," she said firmly, "If there was fairness, your girlfriend should have been me."

Sinking into silence, Ji Qion suddenly wept and pleaded: "I know my request is unreasonable. Just let me be a little selfish tonight, okay?"

Seeing her pitiful look, Wang Zhuo's heart softened instantly: "Alright, you're the boss today."

Ji Qion immediately wiped her tears and planted a kiss on his lips before rushing to clear tableware.

Wang Zhuo watched her go while cross-legged on sofa, laptop in hand. He had no idea what would happen next but decided to just let things unfold.

To Wang's surprise, Ji Qion showed remarkable hostess qualities by staying in kitchen for over ten minutes until dinnerware was fully cleaned before returning to sit beside him like a quiet little cat.

After some silence she suddenly pulled his arm close and giggled.

Feeling the softness against his chest, Wang Zhuo closed laptop with sigh.

Leaning closer Ji Qion asked sweetly: "Wang Zhuo, what do you usually do at this hour with Ganlin?"

Checking wall clock he realized it was already 8:30pm. Thinking about their routine made him smile sheepishly.

"You don't need to answer," she said playfully while tugging his arm down to whisper in his ear, "Are you doing * now?"

Wang Zhuo nodded honestly but was shocked by her boldness considering how reserved she usually was.

"Her body is so good. You must really enjoy it?" Ji Qiong asked.

Nodding again he suddenly felt his conversation had been completely taken over.

"Have you done that with anyone else?"

Shaking his head firmly, he met her gaze honestly.

"Wanna do it with me?" Her eyes overflowed tenderly.

Wang Zhuo quickly smiled: "Don't joke like this. I won't be able to resist."

"You don't want it?" She asked softly while sliding hand toward his lower body and whispered heatedly in his ear, "Then why is it so excited?"

Wang Zhuo laughed helplessly thinking how could he possibly stay unaroused with such fiery conversation.

Just as she was about to undo belt, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and smiled: "Ji Qion don't play around. Let's just chat."

"You promised me a day as your girlfriend," she said firmly pulling free, "Now it's my duty as a girlfriend to care for you properly."

Clutching his trousers edge, he asked with smile: "What exactly is this 'duty'?"

Ji Qion didn't answer but suddenly jumped up to turn off lights. When returning, she had already removed her bra and threw it aside before pouncing into his arms.

Guided by her small hands, Wang Zhuo's hand found its way inside her shirt, touching smooth warm flesh rising and falling with quickened breaths.

Her soft chest felt like dove feathers - not large but perfectly contained. While Liuxiaohui maintained self-control in ancient times, modern day Wang Zhuo couldn't resist... he was burning now.

"Did you know," Ji Qiong whispered passionately, "I've waited for this moment forever? I even watched several adult movies to learn properly so I can give you something unforgettable."

Before he could stop her, his whole body got enveloped in hot warmth with no teeth sensations. It felt like exploding bliss.

At that moment only one thought crossed Wang Zhuo's mind - professional training really does make a difference.