Inferior pampering

Chapter 48

The booing sound exploded in the crowd in an instant, and the stacked sound waves were like roaring sea waves, pushing them upstairs.

　　He Zhuo has never been in such a hurry in his two lifetimes combined.

　　He strode up the stairs with the person in his arms, stepping three or four steps at a time, wishing he could put wings on his feet, and walk up to the third floor in one step. When he reached the door of the dormitory, he kicked the door open with a "bang".

　　He Zhuo couldn't even wait to get in, so He Zhuo directly pressed him against the door panel, and leaned forward to cover him completely, like a beast eager to have sex.

　　The cat in his arms was so drunk that his eyes were covered with fog, and he asked blankly, "What are you in a hurry for?"

　　He Zhuo felt that he would be hooked to death sooner or later.

　　"Xiaoyu, I beg you, don't talk like that."

　　He was panting urgently, but he still didn't want to wrong him at the door, so he grabbed the cat's buttocks and lifted him up, putting him on the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

　　He swept all the things on the cabinet down, Ji Tingyu was awakened in a daze, and stretched out his hand to push him.

　　"Wait, wait... He Zhuo..."

　　"What are you waiting for? You jumped at me first."

　　He Zhuo said harshly: "When you looked at me like that in front of the campfire, I couldn't do anything. I was all thinking about how to rush over and press you to the ground, but I held back, but you It's a snare."

　　"I...but I..." Ji Tingyu's head was muddled, his face was flushed and he wanted to seduce people as much as possible, he bit his glistening lips, "I'm drunk, I can't count of... and I'm ugly now..."

　　If you get drunk, you have the burden of being an idol.

　　He Zhuocai didn't listen to his excuse, wrapped him in his arms, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose.

　　The initial mania and eagerness have passed, and now there is only pity and love in my eyes.

　　He tried hard to suppress himself, and said every word carefully: "It's not ugly at all, you don't know how sexy you are when you drink."

　　Ji Tingyu's doll also retains the habit of a cat, and always likes to stick out his tongue and lick it when drinking. He Zhuo saw it, wishing he could become the rim of the cup in his hand.

　　"For the first time I've ever felt genuinely jealous of a cup."

　　"Huh? Jealous of it... what?"

　　"Jealous that it can be licked by you."

　　"You!" Ji Tingyu was terribly ashamed, pawed his neck, and gouged him angrily, "Your rank is too high, how many times have you been in love, you make me look like a fool."

　　"Never had."

　　"What?" The cat showed a surprised expression.

　　He Zhuo repeated word by word: "I have never been in love, not once. If you mind that, I can tell you frankly that I have never done any intimate things with anyone, whether it was before or now."

　　He meant no matter the past life or this life.

　　Ji Tingyu's face turned red like an explosion.

　　"I don't mind, what age is it, but why are you? You..."

　　How could you have never been in love?