Ayi Ning stood in front of the stove holding her forehead.

I can't do this again... Why can't I...

She used many oriental medicinal materials for the sencha used to sober up: Longshen root, Qingye, fragrant grass, lotus bark... This recipe is not prepared for my sister.

It's just that Master, the old swordsman, either doesn't drink alcohol, or gets drunk whenever she does, so my sister will only help more and more, and in the end she will have to take care of everything.

"Alas..."

Just when she sighed and put on her insulated gloves and was about to pick them up, a hand followed the back of her hand and slowly slid into the gloves from behind.

"!"

The hair on her hand trembled, and she was covered by a gentle big hand. She looked back in surprise and saw that Luo Wei was standing there at some point.

"Let me do it."

"You..."

Ayi Ning tried twice before pulling her hand out in panic, but the touch still remained.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, what else is he planning...

"Your socks are all wet, didn't you notice?"

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She had vaguely smelled the smell of osmanthus just now. Ayi Ning lowered her head and glanced, only to see that one of her feet was soaked, and her flesh color was clearly visible.

Her eyes were startled, but her feet slipped on the floor, and Luo Wei, who was holding the tea bowl, used his other hand to hold her up.

"Don't be so panicked. You won't think of the scene where I sucked the osmanthus wine."

"..."

Ayi Ning gave him an angry look.

This guy is taking advantage of my psychology again. Originally there was just a reason, but now I can really imagine it.

He's not drunk at all.

"Stabilize it."

Seeing that he had no more plans, Ayi Ning relaxed a little, her head drooped heavily, and she leaned on his arm.

Back in the living room, Luo Wei put the tea aside and asked his sister to sit down in her original position. As a result, she lay down as soon as she sat down, and her black hair was scattered all over the floor.

Luo Wei pouted and tidied up the area for her, put the pillow under her head, and at the same time took off one of the soaked socks.

"Hmm..." the girl murmured.

Little feet popped out.

This was the first time he saw Ayi Ning's feet so close.

The five white toes spread out playfully, like young sprouts, the skin is pink and flawless, and they move slightly like mimosa.

A smell of osmanthus.

Luo Wei smiled bitterly. He looked at the peaceful sleeping face. He usually thought calmly and looked skillful, but now he was so peaceful.

Occasional indulgence can also relieve her of her burden.

Today, when they were pressed together in the ruins, there was only a slight distance between the two of them. From the flash of the other's pure eyes, he saw more uncertainty than a decision of rejection.

Perhaps, after taking on too much for her sister, she gradually began to doubt her own relationship, but she just let herself deny it as soon as the idea came up.

On the matter of feelings.

She may not be as clear-headed as those two, especially when she is involved in such a complicated relationship.

"Go to sleep..." He whispered softly in her ear, and the girl's brow gradually relaxed, and she didn't notice that one of her socks had been confiscated.

Luo Wei raised his head and glanced ahead. Ke Luoqian fell next to Lu Yi, with her feet stuck into the cider.

What new fermentation process...

While the tea was still hot, he went to shake Athetana. The Mother Goddess was probably the one who got tricked the most tonight. She had to drink the strong wine that no one drank.

"In the courtyard...I..."

"Don't worry," Luo Wei said in a deep voice, "Eluse is watching."

Until this moment, she was still worried about their safety. How could he let him take her to the front line with confidence with such a temper?

"Oh... ok... I'll trouble you then."

"Stop sitting here, get up and lie down on the sofa." Luo Wei tried to lift her up and moved her to lie down on the sofa behind her.

Athetana is over 1.9 meters tall, much taller than him. It is also the first time for Luo Wei to meet such a tall woman. He dare not move her legs and feet carelessly to make her as comfortable as possible.

When she lay down, her big fluffy white tail hung outside the sofa and swept it slightly.

Luo Wei: "..."

The tail of the orcs is a sensitive point. After careful consideration, he still did not touch the tail of the mother goddess like Ahu Lili did. Even though he had been acting unscrupulously in front of Atetana, the other party could not help but make people respect her.
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Just let her hang like this...

Maybe it would be more comfortable for her.

However, Luo Wei still poked the white fox ears on her head, and when the fluff inside was touched, she shivered cutely.

Too bad.

Luo Wei smiled and did not disturb her any further. After confirming that all of them were asleep, he got up and came to the corridor.

The two people have been inside for several minutes.

Holding his breath, Luo Wei stood at the door of Wei Mier's room, took out the key, opened the door with "Ripple Sword·Moisturizing Things", and completely suppressed the sound.

This technique, when it is not a hidden weapon and does not reveal hostility, is not even noticed by the unsuspecting Ayi Ning, let alone the two drunk people.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently...

……

In an unlit room.

Two pretty girls are leaning against the same chair.

Vermeer's pajamas were peeled off, and there was no other emotion on Shaye's face.

Just a headache.

"I am a Valkyrie, not a domestic maid...! Why would I do such a thing for you..."

Like an old woman with a disgusted look on her face, she tugged on Vermeer's nightgown, and had to be wary of him occasionally moving and kicking her in the face. She was so impatient that she almost smashed the floor and quit.

"I'm not that guy, don't keep stepping on my face!"

"Hey...I am a fish...I want water..."

"Ah... I'm really impressed by you, you idiot!"

Shaye dodged Vermeer's three-wheel kick, put her feet on her shoulders, and then successfully took off her nightgown.

Then she looked at the pair of thigh-high socks and felt even more headache.

It’s orange juice, various wines, and it’s dipped in cream and chili, red, green, and colorful.

"I actually have to take off your socks...!"

Shaye gritted her teeth and became impatient for a while, but she still rolled her hand up from her thigh, picked it up with her fingertips and threw it away with a look of disgust.

Then there’s the other side.

"I really don't know how you grew, that guy must really like your soft body."

"Well... Luo Wei, how come you... sound like Shaye..."

"Because I'm not that bastard!!"

Shaye threw the other side away, sat on the floor and lowered her head.

"Why...can you be so generous," she said to herself, "it makes me feel ashamed every time."

Seeing that the other party was slapping his mouth and showing no reaction, Shaye laughed at herself.

"What kind of relationship do you and I have?"

She stood up slowly, glanced at Vermeer who was lying on the chair with a holy posture, closed her eyes, turned around and started to unbutton her own buttons.

There is no point in thinking so much, so just change your clothes quickly...

"!"

Shaye paused and opened her eyes. After making sure that she had seen correctly, she was so frightened that she almost lost her soul.

"You...you...you..."

She looked at Luo Wei standing in the shadows in shock.
To be continued...