The aroma of alcohol was exhaled from Zhao Shiyong's small cherry mouth, and Ye Shaolong couldn't help but feel drunk. He didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or his pretty face that was made more beautiful by the alcohol.
Ye Shaolong didn't expect that the seemingly slender Zhao Shiyong would be so gentle. He placed his hands on the beautiful buttocks that were so perky. Even if he didn't move a finger, the wonderful elastic touch on them was deeply seducing his hands.
, giving him the urge to play a song on it.
After finally carrying Zhao Shiyong to the door of the house, he asked her to stand upright and lean against him, while Ye Shaolong reached into her bag to find the key.
"Eh? How come there isn't one?" Ye Shaolong searched for a long time but couldn't find the key. He suddenly had a headache. If he couldn't open the door and brought the drunk Zhao Shiyong with him, it would be troublesome to go anywhere!
Ye Shaolong suddenly thought that the key might not be on Zhao Shiyong's body. He hesitated for a moment, turned his head and looked at the clothes Zhao Shiyong was wearing, sighed slightly and reached for her trouser pocket.
The trousers were very elastic but also tight, sticking tightly to the outside of Zhao Shiyong's thighs. Due to his posture, Ye Shaolong almost squeezed his way into the trouser pocket.
Originally, Ye Shaolong was surprised by the elasticity of Zhao Shiyong's pants, but after squeezing them in, the thin layer of pants stuck to the thigh flesh, giving Ye Shaolong the illusion of being directly attached to Zhao Shiyong's thighs, and he was even more surprised by the amazing elasticity on them.
Just when Ye Shaolong was struggling in his heart, Zhao Shiyong suddenly spoke.
"Asshole, don't touch! Don't you just want to hit the ball into the bag? Get out of here!"
Ye Shaolong was quite frightened when Zhao Shiyong suddenly spoke. Although he did not make any excessive movements with his hands, the thought that flashed through his mind still made him feel guilty.
After Zhao Shiyong said these words, she immediately began to snore slightly again, leaving Ye Shaolong speechless for a while. It turned out that he was talking in his sleep!
"Pocket the ball? Play billiards?" Ye Shaolong was still wondering if Zhao Shiyong was dreaming, playing billiards in the dream, but suddenly realized another meaning. He frowned slightly, glanced at Zhao Shiyong, and saw her tense
Close your eyes and seem to be really asleep.
Ye Shaolong gave a wry smile and put his hand into Zhao Shiyong's trouser pocket. When his middle finger touched a slightly cool metal edge, he was sure that the key was indeed inside.
Ye Shaolong was overjoyed but found that he could not squeeze in with his fingers. He glanced at Zhao Shiyong and could only forcefully squeeze in.
At this time, Zhao Shiyong spoke again.
"Asshole! Get out of here after you pocket the ball!"
Ye Shaolong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only use two fingers to pinch out the key.
After entering the house, he helped Zhao Shiyong sit on the sofa. Ye Shaolong was worried that Zhao Shiyong would feel uncomfortable after sobering up, so he walked into the kitchen and after a long time, he finally made a glass of hangover juice.
Ye Shaolong sat on the sofa and gently supported Zhao Shiyong's little head, then took the juice and gently put it to Zhao Shiyong's mouth.
Zhao Shiyong seemed to be thirsty, and Ye Shaolong easily let her drink the juice.
I don’t know whether it was the juice that had an effect or the chandelier above Zhao Shiyong’s head that was too dazzling. When Ye Shaolong came out of the kitchen again, Zhao Shiyong woke up faintly.
Seeing that Zhao Shiyong wanted to vomit, Ye Shaolong quickly picked up the washbasin that had been prepared from the ground, patted her back gently, and asked with concern: "Auntie, you're awake! Are you feeling better?"
Zhao Shiyong just retched a few times, turned around and saw that it was Ye Shaolong, and suddenly said with doubts in his eyes: "Why is it you?"
After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked left and right. She suddenly realized something. She turned around and asked Ye Shaolong eagerly: "Why am I at home? Where is that bastard?"
"You bastard, of course I beat him away!" Ye Shaolong said with a smile.
But Ye Shaolong didn't expect that Zhao Shiyong would scream in surprise after hearing his words.
"What? Beat him away?"
Ye Shaolong was immediately confused. He didn't understand why Zhao Shiyong was so surprised. He nodded and said, "Yes! He ran away!"
When Zhao Shiyong heard Ye Shaolong's words, she immediately stood up and yelled at him: "You're fooling around! Do you know who he is?"
"I don't care who he is! He wants to take advantage of you, auntie, and it will be an advantage if I don't destroy him!" Ye Shaolong raised his head stubbornly and said.
"You... don't worry about my affairs!"
Hearing Ye Shaolong's words, Zhao Shiyong seemed to be very angry. After throwing these words away, he ran back to the room, leaving Ye Shaolong with a wry smile and confusion.
Ye Shaolong sat on the sofa and thought again and again, but still couldn't figure out what was wrong with Zhao Shiyong. Thinking of Zhao Shiyong's sleep talk just now, he seemed to have captured something but was not sure.
He didn't know how long it took, but after Ye Shaolong was sure that Zhao Shiyong should be asleep, he took a shower and went to sleep.
The following weekend made Ye Shaolong even more puzzled.
When Zhao Shiyong woke up the next day, he seemed to pretend that nothing had happened, but Zhao Shiyong's cold attitude towards him made Ye Shaolong certain that Zhao Shiyong did not pretend that nothing had happened.
But Zhao Shiyong cooked as always and gave him delicious food, which made Ye Shaolong couldn't help but suspect that the reason why Zhao Shiyong was in a bad mood was not because of him.
One weekend, for two days in a row, Zhao Shiyong was in a low mood. She also said she wanted to go shopping and watch movies. Even if Ye Shaolong offered it, she shook her head and refused.
Ye Shaolong could tell that Zhao Shiyong had something on his mind, but facing Zhao Shiyong who didn't take the initiative to say a word to him all day long, he didn't know where to start asking.
Originally, Ye Shaolong was still rejoicing that Zhao Shiyong finally no longer tested his determination, but after leaving Zhao Shiyong's home and returning to school, Ye Shaolong began to worry about Zhao Shiyong, who was obviously full of worries.
"Hey, did you hear? The school student union has completed its reelection, and I heard that the chairman is a beautiful schoolgirl!"
"Oh? I want to say that it's none of my business! School girl? Are you sure you are a school girl and not a beauty?"
"It's both!"
"That's quite new!"
"Yes! I heard that this school girl said in her election manifesto that she would vigorously promote the reform of the student union, enrich student activities, and make students more interested in participating in it. In the end, she was elected."
"Bullshit! Look! One year later, we still don't know what the student union has done!"
"Okay! It's time, go in quickly! Otherwise, you'll get scolded again later!"
Ye Shaolong was walking in the corridor of the late roll call classroom when he heard two seniors who seemed to be juniors and seniors chatting in the corridor. He raised his head in confusion and saw Jia Liangqian walking into a classroom as if she was hiding.
He smiled bitterly, and suddenly realized that he had come early. It was now the time for the tutor-student meeting, and there was still half an hour until the late roll call of the class.