Zhang Gaoqiang felt he was drunk.
After three rounds of drinks, his cheeks were flushed red, and he walked with an unsteady wobble.
"Lao Zhang, why don't you take Bai Zi back to her dorm?"
Lu Jincheng stood up to pay the bill and casually reminded Zhang Gaoqiang.
He had originally planned to return to the dorm with Lao Zhang, but their senior, having had a bit to drink, seemed quite disinhibited.
She smiled on the surface, but beneath the table, she secretly slipped off her shoes and kept rubbing her feet against him.
Her high-quality ankle socks still wrapped around her feet, the friction between her skin and the nylon made his heart itch.
Old sayings are true: you whip the fast ox. I can't say the ancients deceived me.
Miao Miao performed so brilliantly today, she rightly deserved a reward.
Moreover...
Ever since she came out of the training room, she hadn't had her fill of enjoyment yet!
"Then you're taking our senior back?"
