Chapter 25: A Night of Intoxication (Part 1)

  "Bang, bang, bang", several more people fell under Xie Feiyu's steel pipe. Looking at Xie Feiyu who was still calm and composed despite being surrounded by the crowd, those who were still standing finally felt a chill run down their spines and hastily retreated to a safe distance.

  Xie Feiyu stood up straight, the steel pipe in his hand held behind his back, coldly staring at those few people. Those few people were swept by his gaze and involuntarily took a few steps back, their faces full of terrified expressions.

  "Ah......" Xie Feiyu suddenly opened his mouth and let out another strange cry, causing the few people to lose their footing and turn around to flee in a panic.

  "Ding, hero saves beauty, reward 50 ability points." The system prompt sounded in Xie Feiyu's mind.

  Heh heh, not bad, those 50 points of consumption have been recovered. Xie Feiyu was secretly delighted in his heart.

  Xie Feiyu threw down the steel pipe in his hand and turned to Lan Xing's side. Lan Xing was shrinking in a corner, looking at the fight with a terrified face.

  "Lan Xiang... teacher, let's go." Xie Feiyu blurted out Lan Xiang's name, then thought about it and added the two words "teacher".

  Lan Xing shrank back into the corner again, not daring to stand up and follow Xie Fei Yu.

  Xie Feiyu had no choice but to forcefully pull up Lan Xiang, hooking one of her hands over his shoulder and holding her small bag in the other hand, embracing her waist as he walked out of the alley.

  "Teacher Lan, I'm Xie Feiyu, do you recognize me?" Xie Feiyu asked tentatively.

  Lan Xing turned her face to Xie Feiyu, staring blankly for a while before spraying wine and saying: "Recognized, isn't it... Xie Feiyu? Uh... who is Xie Feiyu?"

  Xie Feiyu was sweating secretly, wondering if he couldn't get into Lan Xiang's eyes or if she was just too drunk. He didn't even recognize his own student of three years? But it was good that he wasn't recognized, otherwise he would have to face the consequences of sneaking out to go online tomorrow.

  The tense atmosphere gradually subsided, and the smell of wine emanating from Lan Xiang's body became even more intense, causing Xie Fei Yu to frown involuntarily. It was really incomprehensible how Lan Xiang, who had always been cold and calm, could get drunk to this extent.

  "I... I can't walk anymore, I want you... to carry me!" Lan Xiang suddenly stopped and refused to move.

  "Come on, we're almost there." Xie Feiyu had no choice but to stop and persuade her, after all, they couldn't drag her along.

  "No! I want you to carry me on your back, just like before!" Lan Xiang's eyes were blurry from intoxication, but she refused to budge.

  Xie Feiyu only then realized that she had taken him for someone else, and it was definitely a very intimate person. But the problem is that I'm not the person you imagined at all, what if you wake up and don't flay me alive? No way, let's see if her family can come over to pick her up.

  Xie Feiyu put down Lan Xing, wanting to find her phone in her bag, but as soon as she let go, Lan Xing "thudded" and sat on the ground.

  "Lan Lao... Lan Xian, you can't sit here." Just as Teacher Lan was about to speak up, a middle-aged man walked over from the opposite side. Xie Feiyu hastily changed his words, or else he would definitely be taken for a hooligan and arrested. What kind of student behaves like this with their female teacher?

  He reached out and picked her up, holding her against his side, then freed a hand to search for her phone. However, after rummaging through her small bag, aside from some bottles of cosmetics, tissues, and wallet, he couldn't find her phone anywhere.

  "Lan Xiang, where's your phone?" To avoid drawing too much attention, Xie Feiyu had to muster up the courage to call out her name.

  "Throw... threw it away, I don't want anything you've given me, I threw them all away!" Lan Xiang said in a drunken daze.

  Xie Feiyu smiled wryly and shook his head, it seemed that he had to send her back himself. He squatted down in front of her, pulling her hands onto his shoulders. "Come on, I'll carry you."

  "I just like it when you carry me on your back." Lan Xing excitedly pressed herself against him, her head leaning against Xie Fei Yu's neck as she said with a mischievous tone.

  If you really like me carrying you on my back, I'd be willing to carry you all the time. Xie Feiyu sighed in her heart, very clear that the "you" in Lan Xiang's mouth was not herself.

  The warmth of her breath on his ear, the two elastic meatballs still pressed against his back, this feeling made Xie Feiyu's heart "thump thump" wildly again. After taking a few deep breaths, Xie Feiyu dared to turn his hand over, grasped Lan Xiang's two thighs, and lifted her up with a slight effort.

  "I have a little donkey, I never ride it. One day I rode it to the market...” Lan Xiang suddenly hummed this children's song softly, her hands still excitedly tapping out the rhythm on Xie Fei Yu's shoulders.

  Lan Xing is happy now, but Xie Fei Yu's face is filled with a bitter expression. It's not that he can't carry Lan Xing on his back, but the effect of his ability to copy others' powers has not yet worn off, and Li Xiao Long's strong muscles make it easy for him to accomplish this task. What makes him feel "painful" is the feeling of Lan Xing lying on his back, especially the elasticity of her chest, and even more unbearable are the two meaty thighs he's holding onto with both hands. Lan Xing is still wearing her professional skirt tonight, which is knee-length but very narrow, so Xie Fei Yu has to pull it up a bit to get her legs to his waist side. His hands are touching Lan Xing's smooth stockings, and the feeling is almost indistinguishable from directly touching her thighs. Thinking about the secret garden at the top of these sturdy thighs makes him feel even more itchy, and he can't help but think about Zhao Zi Qing's wet and slippery feeling again. His heart is itching even more, and his palms are unknowingly sliding upwards, making Xie Fei Yu lift his head in a most uncooperative manner, tightly rubbing against his jeans, which feels very uncomfortable.

  Xie Feiyu, you're really shameless, even wanting to eat the teacher's tofu. Xie Feiyu silently scolded himself in his heart, and his hand moved down again, reaching Lan Xing's knee. But what made him sweat was that before long, he found his hand had moved up again. This must be the effect of gravity, I didn't do it on purpose, Xie Feiyu finally found an excuse for himself, then calmly placed both hands under Lan Xing's butt.

  He walked in the direction of the school for five or six minutes, and when he saw the school gate in sight, Xie Feiyu stopped because he suddenly thought of a very embarrassing question. He had never passed through the school gate when sneaking out to go online, but now that he was with Lan Xiang, how could he climb over the high wall? If they went in through the school gate, Lan Xiang was drunk like this, and if he carried her back at midnight, wouldn't the security guard's eyes pop out? It would definitely be all over the school by tomorrow. He didn't care about himself, but what about Lan Xiang? How could she face those rumors? No, it was better to find a hotel for her to stay in for the night.

  Xie Feiyu didn't dare to look for an inn near the school either, as those lovers among the students often spent the night there, and if they were recognized, it would be even harder to explain.

  Xie Feiyu finally waited for a taxi and asked the driver to take them to the "Yichun Hotel", which was far away from school. As soon as they got in, Lan Xiang fell asleep in Xie Feiyu's arms.