C18 The teacher was drunk

Qin Zhiyuan was curled up on the corner of the sofa. Beside him were a few scattered bottles of wine. Some of the liquid spilled downstream from the bottles. He stepped on the pomegranate. The sound of slippers could be heard.

pomegranate threw the bag on its back onto the sofa and squatted down to help Qin Zhiyuan up. The moment he turned his head