Preparing to Become a Sheep Trainer

Zhou Shuling had always been warm and hospitable. It was rare for her family to entertain guests, and seeing that Zhong Qing wore only thin, semi-sheer flesh-colored stockings, she hurriedly brought over a small space heater.

"Move over a little." Zhou Shuling gestured for Liu Chang'an to shift his seat. He was sitting rather close to Zhong Qing, their legs nearly touching, leaving no room for the heater.

Liu Chang'an moved aside slightly. Zhong Qing smiled faintly in thanks. She rarely spent time outdoors and was not particularly afraid of the cold; she was used to going without stockings. Still, in winter, flesh-colored stockings looked better than bare legs.

Zhou Shuling looked at Zhong Qing with a touch of envy before returning to her seat opposite them. Secretary Zhong had such a fine figure—her calves were straight and slender, and her sitting posture was especially elegant. Her lower legs rested together at an angle, her toes touched the floor, her heels braced against the stool legs, and her insteps stretched straight, making her already tall frame seem even more upright and long-legged.

Among women around Zhong Qing's age, after giving it some thought, Zhou Shuling felt only Miss Qin surpassed Zhong Qing in both looks and figure. Mainly because... Miss Qin possessed one advantage that ordinary people simply could not rival.

Zhou Shuling looked down at herself. Not bad—she was about on par with Secretary Zhong, just a little inferior to Miss Qin.

"Sorry to trouble you," Zhong Qing said to Zhou Shuling, withdrawing her gaze from Zhou Shuling's waist and hips. Only someone like Liu Chang'an could remain unmoved in the presence of such a beauty, with the moon so close at hand and yet not pluck it.

Feelings did not necessarily arise easily between a man and a