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Xie Yuansheng looked at Feng Xinying with drunken eyes. "Home?" he asked. 

Feng Xinying nodded. "Yes, home."

His hand that was on her breast, pressed it lightly. He put his face on her head and whispered, "Let's go home Feng Xinying. I don't want to stay here. Take me home where I want to be alone with…" 

Feng Xinying smiled. She knew that he was not able to resist her at all. 

"Will you carry me outside?" he asked intoxicated by her. His warm breath was falling on her ears. 

"Yes," she said and held his hand that was about to press her breast. She didn't want to be a spectacle in front of others. Then she bowed and left the group along with him and all he did was to follow her like a puppy. His hands were around her shoulders and as she walked, he wanted to kiss her neck and ears.