Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

Smelling a familiar scent, Xiaolan hung onto Ye Qiu's body, hugged her neck with her hands, and crossed her legs.

Resisting the urge to give her a headache, Ye Qiu silently activated the second soul skill of the Blue Silver Emperor, Blue Silver Fragrance!

I don't know that this soul skill can't cure the hangover, so I can only try it.

"Brother hiccup~ dear."

"Hehe. Reunion? Wait until you wake up and see how I deal with you!"

Looking at the drunken Xiaolan, Ye Qiu endured the smell of alcohol, and reluctantly put his arms around her waist.

Ning Rongrong tidied up her blue undershirt which had been ripped out in a panic, lowered her head and did not dare to look at him, her blushing face became even redder.

"Miss Ning! What's going on?" The voice was angry.

It was like this when they first got together, if the two of them hang out for a while longer, Ye Qiu will be worried that Xiaolan will learn from her.

"What's going on? I'm in a bad mood, Xiaolan offered to drink with me!"

"Also, don't call me Miss Ning anymore! I don't like this title!"

Facing his questioning, Ning Rongrong's expression changed from guilty to angry. Ye Qiu's address made her feel uncomfortable. She jumped out of bed and walked to the table, taking another big gulp of wine.

Perhaps it was the effect of the soul skill, Xiaolan in her arms stopped moving randomly, and gradually heard the sound of even breathing, and she was still pursing her mouth while dreaming.

Ye Qiu put her on the bed, straightened her messy hair, and covered her with the quilt.

Unexpectedly, because Xiaolan was greedy for alcohol, she actually comforted Ning Rongrong by drinking with her.

Her cat-greedy nature really gave him a headache.

He looked at Ning Rongrong whose eyes were still a little red.

He also knew that she was in a very bad mood today, and her voice softened a lot, but he couldn't help but warn her.

"Okay, Miss Rong Rong!"

"Don't drink to Xiaolan anymore, she's still a child!"

Ning Rongrong supported his chin with one hand, shook the wine glass in his hand with the other, looked at him unhappily, and muttered softly.

"I didn't let her drink it. Hmph!"

Staring at Ye Qiu, as if thinking of something, his hazy eyes lit up, and the conversation changed!

"No problem! But I want you to drink with me! How about it?"

"Sorry, I don't know how to drink!" To this, Ye Qiu sternly refused, he really didn't know how to drink.

"Really? Are you a man who can't even drink alcohol?" A smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Of course it's true, why lie to you?"

"That would be great!"

"Um??"

Ye Qiu looked at her strangely, I don't know how to drink, why is she still excited?

"Ahem. Me, I mean I just ran out of wine!" Ning Rongrong avoided his gaze.

He quickly took out a transparent jar from the soul guide, and the bright red liquid inside was rippling.

"So you just have to drink juice with me! How about it?"

"juice?"

Ye Qiu dubiously took the can of red, took off the stopper and sniffed it, there was indeed no smell of alcohol.

Some are just a strong fruity aroma, with a little aroma of roses, which smells very good.

"What? Are you still afraid that I will plot against you? It's a beautiful idea!"

Benedict!

The slightly drunken eyes gave him a blank look, and he forcefully put a cup on the opposite side.

Standing up and hugging Ye Qiu's arm, she pulled him to the table.

There was an inexplicable smile on his rosy face from drinking.

"Okay then." Ye Qiu pulled her hand away without any trace, and sat down.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong also sat back, took back the jar from Ye Qiu, and filled a cup for him and herself.

Holding it in his hand, Ye Qiu was still a little uneasy, and when the cup reached his mouth, he unconsciously looked at her.

Sensing his gaze, Ning Rongrong pouted, "Hmph! What a coward!"

Grab your share and gulp it down!

After finishing the work, he turned the wine glass upside down and looked at Ye Qiu with a smile.

Seeing that she didn't react at all, and her face didn't change at all.

Ye Qiu also took a sip of the drink, it tasted good, sweet and fragrant, and he couldn't help being curious.

"What kind of juice is this? It's so delicious"

"Drink more if it tastes good, why are you so petty when you drink fruit juice?"

"Hey! What are you doing! Uh~ Gulu!"

Taking advantage of him not paying attention, Ning Rongrong got up and pressed his hand, and gave him a big gulp.

The juice enters the abdomen, and the aroma spreads from the mouth to the inside. The sweet feeling makes Ye Qiu feel like being in a sea of ​​flowers.

A wave of heat rushed straight to the brain.

When Ning Rongrong let go of him, his head was a little dizzy.

He couldn't help shaking his head, his eyes were a little dazzled, and Ning Rongrong in front of him had a double image.

"Why can't you stand still?"

"Pfft~haha!" Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and chuckled. "You are really a rookie..."

This can of red fruit juice is actually a kind of fruit wine, which is brewed and concentrated from various fruits and roses. Because the aroma of the wine is covered by the fruity and floral aroma, it smells like fruit juice.

In addition, this wine is actually quite strong, and there is no feeling in the mouth, but it makes people linger in the sea of ​​flowers when it reaches the stomach

Let alone a rookie like Ye Qiu, some veterans can't stand it.

Ye Qiu also forgot Ning Rongrong's drinking capacity and overestimated his ability.

Seeing that she was so clear, she had a fluke mentality, but she didn't expect that she would be a one-shot.

There is caution, but there is no capacity for alcohol.

Ning Rongrong propped her hands on the table, holding her chin in both hands, smiling brightly, her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Ye Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm a little dizzy." Ye Qiu felt his body go limp, leaning his arms on the table, he sat up straighter.

Ning Rongrong walked to Ye Qiu's side, sat next to him, leaned on the table with one hand to support her head, looked at his flushed side face, and spoke softly.

"Ye Qiu, do you hate me?"

"Hmm! It's a bit oily." Ye Qiu's words were a little unclear.

"Is that so? Are you still brooding over what happened at the auction house last time?" Ning Rongrong asked again with a dangerous look in his eyes.

"Huh?" Ye Qiu tilted his head, looked at her, stretched out his hand, twitching his index finger and thumb, "A little bit."

"Oh~ that's it!" Ning Rongrong showed a clear expression.

"You really are a cheapskate!" Then he poured another glass into his glass.

Putting the wine glass to his mouth, he took another big gulp.

Ye Qiu, who was originally drunk, was even more unbearable. If he hadn't been dragged by Ning Rongrong, he would have been lying on the table.

His fair face and neck were flushed red.

There seemed to be Xiao Wu's figure in front of her, smiling at herself, and suddenly turned into Zhu Zhuqing, with a spider spear sticking out from her back, with a cold expression on her face.

Pull Ye Qiu to prevent him from falling down.

Seeing his appearance, she was amazed at the first auction.

He also thought of the scene of Ye Qiu falling from the sky to rescue him in the setting sun forest, and the nice smell he smelled in his arms.

With her pink cheeks reddened, she probed Ye Qiu's neck and sniffed it twice. 'Sure enough it still smells so good'

"Ye Qiu! Let me ask you one last question." Ning Rongrong turned his head so that he was facing her.