Zhou Jin opened the door of the house, and Zhou Yi followed him and slipped into Zhou Jin's house.

Zhou Jin turned around and looked at her suspiciously.

"Look, didn't I tell you I didn't have the key?" With that, Zhou Yi closed the gate himself.

Under the deep anesthesia of alcohol, Zhouyi's cerebral cortex has lost control of her behavior.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Yi's shoes didn't change, and he fell directly on the sofa in Zhou Jin's living room, and Zhou Yi's body moved on the sofa.

"It's so soft." Zhou Yi said with a smirk, and then began to move around on the sofa non-stop, twisting and twisting, and the posture was also horizontal.

Zhou Jin watched the boat move on the sofa, like a fish that had just been fished out of the water, constantly moving on the sofa, and the corners of Zhou Jin's mouth smiled slightly.

Zhou Jin took off his down jacket, changed into civilian clothes, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out, he saw Zhou Yi lying on the sofa, and she was pointing at herself with her fingers.

"You,... Go and pour me a glass of water. ”

Zhou Jin shook his head helplessly, turned around and entered the kitchen.

"Drink water." Zhou Jin had already poured the water, the temperature was just not hot, and he put the water cup on the coffee table as he spoke.

"Bring me a drink." Zhou Yi was still lying on the sofa, his head resting on the cushions at both ends of the sofa, and his hair hung directly from the sofa and hung in the air.

"Drink it yourself." Zhou Jin frowned slightly, and stood straight next to the sofa.

"Did you have a drink tonight?" Zhou Jin lowered her head and looked at Zhou Yi, and at this moment she was looking at Zhou Jin with wide eyes and an innocent face, her cheeks were slightly red.

"Nope." Zhou Yi shook his head as he spoke, rubbing his hair against the couch, "How can I drink?" I don't drink alcohol. Zhou Yi giggled as he spoke, and his body began to slump again, "Besides, how can there be alcohol in the school?" The last sentence was pouted.

"If you don't believe me, come and smell me if there is any alcohol on me?" As he spoke, Zhou Yi sat up directly from the sofa, his hair hanging down on his shoulders.

Zhou Jin was sure that Zhou Yi must have drunk, otherwise how could a normal Shen Zhou Yi be as crazy as he is now. "But how can there be alcohol in the school?" Zhou Jin thought in his heart.

Zhou Jin stood up straight and bent down unconsciously, sniffing a little closer, he was cautious and deliberately kept his distance.

Unexpectedly, the person sitting on the sofa suddenly got up, like a cheetah that suddenly attacked, and Zhou Yi's arms wrapped around Zhou Jin's neck and pounced directly on him.

At this moment, only the drunken Zhou Yi dared to show his true feelings.

Zhou Jin was caught off guard in the face of such a scene, and the next moment Zhou Jin fell directly on another sofa behind him due to his unstable center of gravity, and Zhou Yi also fell into his arms. Her head was against his pecs.

Zhou Jin's mind went blank for a moment.

"It's hard." Zhou Yi fell into Zhou Jin's arms, and kept gently poking Zhou Jin's chest muscles with his little hand, "It hurts my head." ”

Zhou Jin secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and the drunken Zhou Yi poked at one of his sensitive points.

Zhou Yi got up from his arms and smirked at Zhou Jin again. Zhou Jin's eyes were dilating in surprise.

Zhou Yi bit his lip and closed his eyes, and then the lips flew quickly towards Zhou Jin's thin and lightly pursed lips.

Zhou Jin's eyes were opened to the maximum, and his slightly red face was reflected in his eyes, Zhou Jin gasped, and he didn't have time to break free, so he had to turn his head away in a panic.

Zhou Yi kissed Zhou Jin's cheek, and at that moment Zhou Jin was like an electric shock, his body trembled slightly, and his brows trembled slightly. But Zhou Yi didn't stop, the tip of her lilac tongue touched his face slightly, making Zhou Jin feel itchy and crispy, at that moment, his face instantly became hot, like a piece of red-hot red iron, but now this damn Zhou Yi actually gently bit his cheek with her bright teeth, which instantly made Zhou Jin's lower abdomen a fire, and his body suddenly became hot.

At this moment, he was like a blazing fire lit by dry wood.

Zhou Jin knew that if he continued like this, he would lose his mind. We have to put an end to this before we can burn ourselves. Zhou Jin was ready to get up and drive this "disobedient" boat move off his body.

As soon as Zhou Jin was about to get up, he felt a pressure on his shoulders, and directly pressed Zhou Jin back. Zhou Jin straightened his head and saw Zhou Yi holding his hands up

On his shoulders, she was looking at him with a blurred look, her eyes narrowed slightly, her cheeks were the sunset in the twilight, her rough breath was blowing into his face, and now she was smiling at him.

Watching such a boat move, Zhou Jin was distracted, and his reason was being eroded little by little by the lust like a Gu worm.

Pulled by a mysterious force, Zhou Jin's head involuntarily stretched out in the direction of Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi's head was approaching him step by step. Zhou Jin squinted slightly, watching the distance between the two getting closer and closer, the breath of the two poured out together, and the air became scorching and full of lust.

Suddenly, Zhou Jin's eyes widened, and at that moment, the last vestiges of his sanity returned to his hot body.

"No way!" Zhou Jin shouted loudly in his heart. He suddenly froze, and as soon as he turned over, the boat fell off him with a "whirl".

The boat fell to the ground, but fortunately she didn't touch the coffee table, otherwise she would have been injured.

Zhou Jin secretly cursed himself in his heart and moved the boat to a dangerous situation.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Jin hurriedly sat up, ready to pull the boat that fell to the ground.

"It hurts." Zhou Yi rubbed his arm and looked at Zhou Jin with some anger.

Zhou Jin was relieved when he saw that the boat was fine. Zhou Jin sighed, covered his face, remembered what he had just done, and cursed his beast in his heart.

"She's her own student!" Thinking of this, Zhou Jin punched himself in the chest.

He felt something poking his calf, and Zhou Yi poked Zhou Jin with his finger.

"I want to drink water." Zhou Yi was still sitting on the ground, pointing to the water cup at the end of the coffee table.

Zhou Jin stood up, picked up the water glass, he felt that his lips were dry and hot, the water was already cold, and his hands were still hot, Zhou Jin drank the water in his hand, trying to extinguish the heat and lust in his heart, wanting his body to be as cold as this water.

Zhou Yi's eyes widened and he looked at Zhou Jin, his Adam's apple constantly moving up and down.

"This glass of water is cold, I'll pour you a warm glass again."