A sudden soft touch came from behind.
He wasn't surprised, as the softness and warmth at his back engulfed him with a familiar scent and sensation.
"Qing Yue."
Xu Xiangyang gently grabbed the delicate hand placed on his shoulder.
"Hmm~"
The class leader's lazy nasal hum sounded in his ear, bewitching and irresistible.
The girl rested her petite chin on his shoulder while wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her entire weight upon him.
"What's up?"
"I'm tired, I don't want to move at all," she said. "Carry me out, okay?"
Xu Xiangyang of course knew the girl was being capriciously coquettish right now, but he agreed without hesitation.
"Of course."
While speaking, he steadied himself and stood up, supporting the girl's voluptuous thighs with both hands.
Walking along the corridor, Xu Xiangyang saw another familiar long-haired girl standing quietly in front of the elevator.
As she heard footsteps, she turned her head.
"You two finally came."
"Waited for a while?"