Although Dong Ziying is not fat and is a slender girl, if a person does not walk hard, the whole focus is on others, and it is also a difficult thing to go far.

The current Dong Ziying is like this, and the whole person is almost hanging on He Zhiyuan's body.

"Township Chief Dong, you drank too much and walked away, so let's rest on the side of the road for a while before walking?" He Zhiyuan asked.

"I didn't drink too much, I was fine, I could walk, don't rest." Dong Ziying said vaguely.

A drunk person generally won't admit that he's drunk too much, except when he actually drinks and doesn't wake up. Of course, those who drink and lie down will not talk to others.

Dong Ziying is in a state of drinking too much, but she is still sober, so although she can't walk steadily and her speech is knotted, she just doesn't admit that she drank too much.

Since Dong Ziying refused to rest, He Zhiyuan had no choice but to continue to help her walk towards the dormitory area in the township.

This journey can make He Zhiyuan tired, this tiredness is both physical and psychological fatigue.

Supporting a person who can't walk hard may still be able to understand it. At most, it is to eat a little hard and sweat a little more. Then forget it, He Zhiyuan should be exercising after dinner.

What makes people unbearable is psychological fatigue. That feeling is really sour, painful and happy, what is the beauty of the grace, today He Zhiyuan has a real feeling.

He Zhiyuan, who was holding Dong Ziying, not only had a sense of friction on the drunken Dong Damei's body to resist, but also had the temptation of fragrant fragrance and drilling into his brain, which made the young man really suffer a big crime.

Fortunately, there are not many people walking at night, and the road lights are dim. Others can't see that this is the township chief walking at night with the female deputy township chief in his arms. Otherwise, He Zhiyuan would be even more overwhelmed.

The dormitories of the township leaders are all independent courtyards, which are separated from the dormitories of ordinary staff. Maybe when it was built, the privacy and quietness of the leader's dormitory were taken into account.

Although Dong Ziying is only the deputy head of the township, she can live in an independent dormitory in the township at this level.

After He Zhiyuan brought Dong Ziying into her dormitory, he was already sweating profusely.

"Alas, Grandma, I finally sent you back. I'm exhausted. After helping Dong Ziying into the dormitory and letting her sit on a three-person sofa, he said.

Regarding He Zhiyuan's words, Dong Ziying didn't seem to hear anything. She leaned back on the couch, her head drooping, as if she was awake and asleep.

"Township Chief Dong, I'll pour you a glass of water. You drink some water and sober up, and I'm ready to go first. As he spoke, He Zhiyuan poured Dong Ziying a cup of boiled water and put it on the small coffee table in front of her Shafa, and then he was ready to leave.

Although Dong Ziying's dormitory is independent, and no one will come to disturb her, He Zhiyuan doesn't want to be here for a long time. If others know that the township chief is in the female deputy township chief's dormitory at night, whether you have a story or not, it is not clear.

He Zhiyuan didn't want the fox to make a fuss without fighting.

Well, when He Zhiyuan put down the teacup, Dong Ziying agreed softly, and wanted to stand up.

"Wow...... Wow......"

Unexpectedly, when Dong Ziying was about to get up, she might have used force, and she couldn't help but vomit violently.

Since Dong Ziying was reclining on the sofa, she didn't have time to vomit to other places when she vomited, and besides, she just wanted to vomit to other places, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to move her legs at this time.

This time it's terrible, Dong Ziying vomited all over her body. Even He Zhiyuan took the light.

The dirt was stained on Dong Ziying's floral dress, and the thin flower cloth was wet and clinging to her body, making Dong Ziying's beautiful body looming, and the red underwear was particularly clear.

"Oh, Township Chief Dong, you vomited, the clothes on your body are dirty, you hurry up and change your clothes." He Zhiyuan didn't expect that he was just about to leave, but it was a coincidence that Dong Ziying vomited at this time.

However, at this time, Dong Ziying fell on the sofa as if she was asleep, and no matter how He Zhiyuan called her, she didn't react.

"What is this going to do? What can I do? Seeing Dong Ziying drunk like this, and covered in filth, He Zhiyuan was a little at a loss.

You can't just let Dong Ziying sleep on the sofa like this. How can I do it without changing my clothes? But at this time, it was so late, and it was difficult to find someone to help. This made He Zhiyuan anxious.

"Township Chief Dong, I'll turn over some clothes for you, you can change it quickly." There was no way, He Zhiyuan saw a pajama on the hanger and took it off and put it on the end of the sofa.

"Township Chief Dong, Township Chief Dong. Hurry up and change it. "No matter what He Zhiyuan calls it, Dong Ziying has nothing else but humming.

I can't do that, and I can't leave. He Zhiyuan thought.

Or should I close my eyes and help her change her dirty clothes, what if I can't do it?

Thinking of this, He Zhiyuan sat on the sofa and hugged Dong Ziying. I'm going to help her change out of her dirty clothes.

Who knows, He Zhiyuan just pulled Dong Ziying against himself, Dong Ziying was like an octopus, and hugged He Zhiyuan.

"Township Chief Dong, Township Chief Dong, let go of me, I'll help you change into clean clothes." He Zhiyuan saw Dong Ziying hugging him, so he said to her.

As he spoke, he tried to push Dong Ziying away a little harder.

"Not good." He Zhiyuan felt that something was wrong in his panic, and he couldn't help but scream secretly.

"Hmm......" With Dong Ziying's soft hum, she hugged He Zhiyuan tighter, and her whole face was also attached to the other party's face.

The quiet night, the dim lights, and the beautiful scenery, at this time, He Zhiyuan was stimulated by alcohol, and he couldn't help but be confused.

He Zhiyuan's hands that were about to push Dong Ziying away quietly wandered on Dong Ziying's back, gently hugging her delicate body.

In He Zhiyuan's embrace, Dong Ziying took the initiative to kiss him.

At this time, even if He Zhiyuan didn't drink too much, he gradually got drunk.

Bang –

The sound of the teacup falling to the ground and shattering woke He Zhiyuan up at once.

"What am I doing here? How can I do that. He Zhiyuan, who woke up, hurriedly put on a clean dress for Dong Ziying, helped her sleep on the sofa, covered her with a thin blanket, and escaped out of Dong Ziying's dormitory.

"Brother is not Yanagishita Megumi, but brother must not be a beast!" In the night breeze, He Zhiyuan broke out in a cold sweat.

Thinking back to the previous scene, He Zhiyuan felt at a loss, Dong Ziying drank too much, I don't know what's going on, he doesn't have much at all, he must not cross the thunder pool, otherwise, it will be troublesome.