"What about Rongrong?"
Sword Douluo wasn't very good at these things. He was more concerned about his little princess, and he could tell that she had feelings for Ye Qiu.
"Let Rongrong's situation take its course… My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's little princess has no trouble finding a husband!"
Even so, Ning Fengzhi secretly shook his head. If she doesn't change her temperament, things won't be easy to handle.
...
After entrusting Ning Rongrong to Xiao Lan's care, Ye Qiu sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating.
They didn't even notice when she woke up or when she left the courtyard.
He didn't know how Xiao Lan comforted her, but when she left, aside from her eyes being slightly red and swollen, she didn't seem as sad anymore.
Her steps were somewhat light…
Outside, moonlight streamed down, adding a touch of softness to the flowerbeds in the courtyard.
Xiao Lan secretly glanced toward Ye Qiu from outside the window. Seeing that he was still immersed in cultivation, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, turning back every few steps, she walked toward the courtyard gate, tiptoeing and cautiously peeking her head outside.
As if she had spotted something, her eyes lit up. She waved outside, keeping her voice as low as possible so as not to disturb anyone.
"Sister Rongrong~ Over here!"
"Little Blue…"
"Shh!"
Ning Rongrong walked over, but before she could even speak, Xiao Lan raised her index finger to silence her.
"Sister Rongrong, did you bring the things?"
Ning Rongrong gave her a strange look, then leaned close to her ear and whispered softly.
"I brought it… but what are you doing?"
"My brother won't let me drink it, so we have to be careful not to let him find out! I don't want him to be angry…"
After saying that, Xiao Lan tiptoed ahead and led Ning Rongrong into her room.
"Little Blue Sister, let's do one more…"
"Uh… Sister Rongrong, cheers!"
The sound of glasses clinking came from inside the room…
After a long while, Ning Rongrong's scream and the sound of porcelain shattering echoed from Xiao Lan's room.
"Ah! Little Blue~ Quickly put it down!"
Crash!
"Little Blue… let me go! Ah~!"
Ye Qiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, twitched his ears, as if he had heard someone crying for help.
He immediately stood up and searched for the source of the sound.
"Brother~"
"Little Blue! Let me go! I'm not Ye Qiu! Ah!"
Standing outside the door, Ye Qiu listened to the sounds coming from inside with a strange expression.
Click!
The moment Ye Qiu opened the door, he frowned as a strong smell of alcohol hit him.
Two wine glasses sat on the table, and shards of a broken wine bottle littered the floor…
Looking over, Ye Qiu's brows furrowed, and several black lines appeared on his forehead.
On the bed, Xiao Lan's face was burning hot, her fair skin flushed bright red. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes half-closed, and she was completely delirious.
She had Ning Rongrong pinned down, clinging to her like an octopus, kissing her wildly.
"Ye… Ye Qiu! Get her off me! Ah~ Xiao Lan! Don't grab me! My clothes…!"
Several teeth marks were visible on Ning Rongrong's face, and her clothes were in complete disarray.
Ye Qiu stepped forward with a cold expression, grabbed the drunken Xiao Lan by the back of the neck, and lifted her up.
-_-
Smelling the familiar scent, Xiao Lan clung tightly to Ye Qiu, wrapping her arms around his neck and crossing her legs around his waist.
Resisting the urge to flick her forehead, Ye Qiu silently activated the second soul skill of the Blue Silver Emperor—Blue Silver Fragrance.
I didn't know this soul skill couldn't cure a hangover… I'll just have to try it.
"Bro… hiccup~ Honey…"
"Heh… kissing? Wait until you wake up and see how I deal with you!"
Despite the strong smell of alcohol, Ye Qiu reluctantly wrapped an arm around her waist to support her.
Ning Rongrong hurriedly straightened her torn blue undergarment, lowering her head and not daring to look at him, her already flushed face turning even redder.
"Miss Ning! What's going on?" His voice was filled with anger.
If things were already like this just after they started interacting, Ye Qiu worried that if the two of them spent more time together, Xiao Lan might go astray.
"What? What happened? I was in a bad mood, and Xiao Lan offered to drink with me!"
"And stop calling me Miss Ning! I don't like that title!"
Faced with his questioning, Ning Rongrong's expression shifted from guilt to anger. Ye Qiu's way of addressing her displeased her. She jumped off the bed, walked to the table, and took another big gulp of wine.
Perhaps the soul skill was taking effect, because the little blue figure in Ye Qiu's arms stopped struggling and gradually began breathing evenly, smacking her lips as if she were dreaming.
Ye Qiu gently placed her on the bed, tidied her messy hair, and covered her with a blanket.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Lan had tried to comfort Ning Rongrong by drinking with her.
Her obsession with food and drink really gave him a headache.
He looked at Ning Rongrong, whose eyes were still slightly red.
Knowing she had been in a bad mood today, his voice softened considerably, but he still couldn't help offering advice.
"Yes, Miss Rongrong."
"Please don't give Xiao Lan any more alcohol… She's still a child."
Ning Rongrong rested her chin on one hand and swirled the wine glass with the other, looking at him with displeasure and muttering under her breath.
"It wasn't me who made her drink it… Humph!"
Staring at Ye Qiu as if she had thought of something, her previously hazy eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly changed the subject.
"No problem! But you have to drink with me! How about it?"
"Sorry, I don't drink," Ye Qiu refused firmly. He genuinely didn't drink alcohol.
"Really? You're a man, and you can't even drink alcohol?" A smile suddenly appeared on her face.
"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?"
"That's great!"
"Okay??"
Ye Qiu looked at her strangely. I don't drink alcohol, so why is she getting excited?
"Cough, cough… I just happen to be out of alcohol!" Ning Rongrong avoided his gaze.
She quickly took out a transparent jar from her soul tool. Inside, a bright red liquid rippled gently.
"So all you have to do is drink some juice with me. How about that?"
"Juice?"
Ye Qiu took the red jar skeptically, removed the stopper, and sniffed it. There was indeed no smell of alcohol at all.
It had a rich fruity aroma with a hint of rose fragrance—it smelled very pleasant.
"What? You think I'd have ulterior motives toward you? Dream on!"
She rolled her eyes at him with a slightly tipsy look and forcefully placed a cup in front of him.
Then she grabbed Ye Qiu's arm and pulled him toward the table.
Her flushed face held a strange smile.
"Alright then…" Ye Qiu gently pulled his hand free and sat down.
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong sat down as well, took the jar back, and poured a cup for both of them.
Holding the cup, Ye Qiu still felt uneasy. As he raised it to his lips, his eyes unconsciously drifted toward her.
Noticing his gaze, Ning Rongrong curled her lips.
"Hmph! What a coward!"
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