Jiang Qingkui glanced down expressionlessly, looking at Zhou Wang’s hand still wrapped around her waist.
What made her a little annoyed was not just the arm around her waist, but where the hand was placed...
"Sorry, I forgot."
Zhou Wang retracted his hand with a calm face. He knew Jiang Qingkui wasn’t truly angry, so he smiled and said, "Are you really not going to have some fun with me?"
"If you don’t need me to follow, I’ll head back first. I still need to help you prepare the reporting materials."
Jiang Qingkui shook her head.
"Alright, but when you go back, just rest. No need to work tonight. It’s not urgent."
Zhou Wang didn’t insist and nodded as he spoke.
"Hmm..."
Jiang Qingkui responded, but strangely, neither of them hurried into the car and just stood there facing each other.
Jiang Qingkui wanted to say something, yet didn’t know exactly what she wanted to say, whereas Zhou Wang was simply zoning out, also finding it strange that Jiang Qingkui remained motionless...
After about a minute, feeling the lingering warmth around her waist and hips, Jiang Qingkui couldn’t stand the awkward atmosphere any longer and turned to run to the passenger seat.
...
At half-past eight, after dropping off Jiang Qingkui, Miao Ying drove Zhou Wang to Jing City’s "Rice Dream" themed KTV.
It wasn’t a fancy KTV, just a place for public consumption, but because of its trendy decor, it was popular among students and young people.
Back in high school, whether it was a girl’s birthday or a boys’ gathering, everyone often came here.
Zhou Wang was basically the freeloader back then, as he didn’t have much pocket money, just joining in on the outskirts of fun...
But no matter what, this place still held many youthful memories for him.
Seeing the address sent by Lao Ji, Zhou Wang felt nostalgic that this KTV still hadn’t gone out of style after all these years; the owner must know what they’re doing...
Lao Ji and the others naturally wouldn’t attend the banquet, so they found a place to eat by themselves, while Zhou Wang came to join their post-dinner gathering.
Rarely coming back once, it was a chance to meet up when they should.
Arriving alone in the "Duke 777" private room, Zhou Wang pushed the door open and amidst the off-key singing, he realized there were quite a few people, including many who were their former Class 16 classmates, who just hadn’t attended the homecoming activities during the day.
Led by Sun Xining and the group of girls, Zhou Wang seriously suspected it was because of these glamorous girls that there were nearly twenty people in the room.
"Brother Dog!"
Lao Ji, who was wailing into the microphone singing "Father," was the first to see Zhou Wang entering, and immediately yelled out.
All eyes in the room gathered over, followed by a round of heckling.
"Wow, the millionaire has arrived!"
"Zhou Wang, donate ten million, you’re awesome!"
Most of the hecklers were girls, while among the boys, only two familiar with Zhou Wang made a joke.
Most of the boys maintained that "maturity" unique to their age, joining in with awkward laughter but not actively engaging with Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang followed social protocol, passed around some cigarettes, and then sat down, but he hadn’t even warmed his seat when Lao Ji was already coming over with a bottle of liquor.
Zhou Wang wasn’t one to refuse; he had held back during dinner for this very moment, to deal with the "enthusiasm" of these old classmates.
Except for Lao Ji, who came from a family of officials, the others were just a bunch of "small fry" in Zhou Wang’s eyes, nothing to be afraid of...
Drinking, of course, meant playing games, but with so many people, small groups started forming within the room.
The karaoke enthusiasts naturally sat at the front for convenient singing and unabashed performances, a group of unsociable boys sat on another side, bickering and drinking loudly.
As for Zhou Wang’s side...
He turned his head and noted that aside from Lao Ji on his right, everyone else was a girl...
Even Sun Xining, with her sweet, charming smile, somehow ended up sitting next to him, with her fair thighs under a black mini-skirt within Zhou Wang’s reach...
Perhaps some other boys tried to join midway, but couldn’t find a suitable spot to squeeze into, resulting in this peculiar scene.
Zhou Wang could only silently endure this pleasure of being surrounded by girls.
In his heart, he couldn’t help but reflect on how back then, sitting in such a gathering’s private room, he’d never enjoyed such treatment.
He could only say, he had ultimately become the person he once envied...
When boys and girls are together, of course, they couldn’t just drink, so someone suggested playing "Angel and Devil," a more thrilling version of "Truth or Dare."
So what was different from "Truth or Dare?"
Simply put, it had no truths, only dares...
Sun Xining suggested a rather harsh penalty: failing the dare meant chugging a bottle.
But among the boys, there were only Zhou Wang and Lao Ji...
Such rules were absolutely delightful for those two.
In the second round, the girl who got the "King" card announced the dare with a mischievous grin,
"Number one give number seven a hickey!"
Although Zhou Wang knew not to underestimate the girls when they get naughty, this bespectacled girl, if he remembered correctly, was their class discipline committee member back then...
Zhou Wang helplessly revealed the number "7" playing card in his hand and was about to pick up the bottle to chug when, unexpectedly, Sun Xining stopped him.
Sun Xining quickly flashed her ace of hearts, and before Zhou Wang could react, she had wrapped her arms around his neck. Amidst the girls’ screams and coaxing, she brought her head closer.
The hot breath tickled Zhou Wang, accompanied by slight dampness. Glancing down, he saw Sun Xining with her eyes tightly shut, her cheeks flushed, which made Zhou Wang squint his eyes.
Alright, alright, so you want to play this way...