The bell rang.
It's a new year again.
"Let me help you back to your room to rest."
Situ Ming leaned back on the sofa, propped his head up, and traced the outline of the person in front of him with his eyes.
"Zhao Xiaoyue!"
"Um!"
"Zhao Xiaoyue!"
"Um!"
"Hehe, Mr. Zhao, Zhao Xiaoyue!"
"Hey Situ, are you out of your mind? Why did you call me? Didn't you hear me answer?"
Zhao Xiaoyue glared fiercely at the drunken man.
He seems to be truly drunk.
Zhao Xiaoyue was wearing a panda-themed onesie and spotted slippers. She wore no makeup, yet just one glance was enough to captivate anyone without them realizing it.
Situ Ming's eyes gleamed with a hidden fire, his Adam's apple bobbing as he reached out and pulled the person into his arms. His thin lips found the pink lips precisely, kissing and sucking them gently, lingering and entwining. He tightened his arms around the person, luring them in, and then conquering them.
Zhao Xiaoyue was initially a little resistant, but gradually she was surrounded by the intense heat and became immersed in it.
After kissing her enough, Situ Ming gently cupped Zhao Xiaoyue's face and asked, "President Zhao, shall we give you some New Year's money?"
Zhao Xiaoyue pressed against Situ Ming's chest, panting, caught off guard by his sudden remark.
She snapped, "Shut up!"
She needs to take it slow; she's being too damn tedious.
"Hehehehe, hahahaha!"
The hearty, pleasant laughter, accompanied by the sound of fireworks exploding, carried far and wide.
Then, even more shockingly, Situ Ming whispered in Zhao Xiaoyue's ear, "Be good, wait until you're an adult, then I'll give it to you."
Zhao Xiaoyue then noticed that something was poking her.
boom!
Her face turned bright red instantly, as if she were being steamed alive.
"Can't you do something about it?!"
Situ Ming lowered her head and lightly pecked her pink lips, "There's nothing I can do, it only listens to you, President Zhao."
Zhao Xiaoyue buried her face in Situ Ming's clothes and refused to come out.
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