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my friends over And introduce them to Brother Ning Shu."Yang Gong glanced at the boy.said with a smile, "Of course, Shushu. Get to know Lingling's friends more. It'll be good for you in the future."Ya...Ning Shu pursed her lips slightly, trying her best to ignore the discomfort in her waist.

The driver glanced back at them nervously as they got out of the car. After helping Qin Yi out, the doorman at the entrance gave him a look and said, "Are you drunk"

Ning Shu nodded lightly.

There weren't many students left at school now, he supported Qin Yi. The tall and big boy leaned halfway on him, pulling himself over from behind. The hot breath sprayed on Ning Shu's soft neck, bringing a tingling numbness.

Her thin lips would brush lightly against his neck as she walked.

Ning Shuo took a deep breath and walked towards the dormitory building with Qin Yi. He remembered where Qin Yi's dormitory was, but at this moment there wasn't a single person in the dorm.

He glanced inside, it was pitch black, so he turned to Qin Yi and said, "Qin Yi, did you bring the keys"

The other party did not respond.

"Ning Shu couldn't help but ask twice more, Qin Yi only then opened his eyes a little with a hazy drunkenness. He pulled out a slight arc, his voice with a hint of low, husky rasp: "...What key"

He quickly said, “The dorm key, no one is in the dorm.”

Qin Yi then slowly replied, "I don't know... I think so."

He seemed quite drunk, his words slower and deeper than usual. After finishing the sentence, he closed his eyelids again, looking unkempt.

Ning Shu was somewhat helpless, he couldn't help but sigh.

Then he hesitated for a moment and began searching the other person's body for keys.

Qin Yi was wearing a gray sweatshirt, when Ning Shu reached into his pocket. But she found nothing; the inside of the clothes was empty.

He hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand.

Could Qin Yi have forgotten his keys when he left the house

Ning Shu didn't know the situation clearly, but if they didn't have the key, they wouldn't be able to get in tonight. Just letting his students go out for dinner and get drunk was irresponsible enough; Ning Shu couldn't bring them back to his dormitory either.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Qin Yi suddenly moved.

A soft, muffled sound emanated from his body.

Ning Shu's ears perked up; it was the sound of metal clanging. He paused slightly and asked, "Qin Yi, did you bring a key"

The tall boy raised his eyelids and glanced at him. His deep eyes were hazy, letting out a soft nasal sound: "...Hmm"

Ning Shu didn't speak.

His gaze fell on Qin Yi's lower body. Qin Yi was wearing trousers. When he saw the rip in the trousers, he hesitated for a moment, but still reached out his hand.

Then he reached in.

Ning Shu thought to herself, the key must be on Qin Yi's person. But when she reached down, the pocket in his pants was empty.

He couldn't help but be puzzled.

Ning Shu pursed her lips and touched again. It was pressed against the boy's firm thigh root. Ning Shu couldn't help but feel her cheeks heat up, but her fingers touched something that was a bit soft and hard.

He realized what it was.

Ning Shu quickly withdrew her hand.

It's a bit awkward.

Qin Yi seemed to be unaware of this, half of his body still leaning against the young man. His head was slightly bowed, a head of black hair slightly messy.

Ning Shu's heart was beating wildly.

Qin Yi was not unfamiliar with the size of... He had seen it and even touched it. It was precisely because of this that he felt an indescribable shame.

He pursed his lips slightly and calmly looked away from the other person.

Then Ning Shu said to Qin Yi, "Qin Yi, let me see the other pocket."

Qin Yi opened her eyes slightly, her Adam's apple rolling up and down, her gaze deep and unreadable.

Ning Shu finally found the key in Qin Yi's other pocket, and he unlocked the dormitory door. Then, he put Qin Yi back on the bed and hesitated for a moment before deciding not to abandon him.

After all, there's nobody in the dormitory.

Qin Yi's smell of alcohol wasn't strong, but after his trip, he unconsciously lifted his clothes, frowning slightly as if he was very uncomfortable.ul, elegant and steady. Even when his fingers brush against the shaft of the club, there is a certain indescribable feeling to it. 。It looks a bit inexplicably erotic to onlookers. 。Ning Yang fought w...