Chapter 127

Nekomiya's already flushed cheeks became even redder, she lowered her head shyly, staring at the ground, and made a cute purring sound.

Ahhh! Qingfeng... he actually held it directly!

Isn't this an indirect kiss! It's over! What should I do in a while?

Pretend not to care, pick up a dish, and then hold the chopsticks while eating!

Nekomiya, you are simply a genius!

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng didn't notice Nekomiya's little thoughts at all.

He had discovered a rather tricky problem: the Cunning Hare House only had four rooms, but now there were five people including Nekomiya.

As a result, he faced two choices: either one person moves out of the room to sleep in the living room, or two people sleep in the same room.

If the former is chosen, it's likely Billy will move out of the room; if the latter...

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was more likely for Billy to move out of the room, and it was likely he would sleep in the same room as himself.

As for why it was Billy, it was because he didn't necessarily need a bed to sleep, just needing to charge from time to time; charge for one hour, act for a whole day...

Not to mention whether Billy would accept sleeping in the living room, if he chose to sleep two in a room, Ye Qingfeng wouldn't accept it for ten thousand reasons.

This wasn't because he disliked Billy, mainly because living in the same room with a robot would inevitably have a strong smell of machine oil.

And besides charging, Billy generally didn't need to sleep, which meant that when Ye Qingfeng was sleeping, Billy's activities would inevitably make noise, affecting his sleep quality.

Furthermore, waking up in the middle of the night and suddenly finding a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him in the dark—that scene was hair-raising just thinking about it.

No way, no way! Absolutely not!

So, Ye Qingfeng felt he had to take the initiative to raise this question, and then advance by retreating when everyone was discussing it.

He pretended to be his usual self, while inwardly constantly pondering how to implement the whole plan.

He had to do it without being seen through by everyone, and also show that he was the one who suffered a loss.

In this short time, all sorts of ideas kept popping up in Ye Qingfeng's mind, and he took the best of them and integrated them.

After spending nearly five minutes, he finally sorted out the process and train of thought for the whole thing.

While Ye Qingfeng was thinking about these things, dinner time was also nearing its end.

Billy didn't leave early as usual today, but kept pouring in fuel drinks.

Before long, the screen on his face humanely showed red on both sides of his cheeks, just like the blushing symptom that appears when humans drink.

As for Nico and Anbi, they were fed full by Ye Qingfeng's food as usual, their stomachs round, lying straight on the sofa with satisfied expressions.

Nico's cheeks flushed with a faint blush, which was exceptionally striking against her fair skin, and she was staring blankly at the ceiling.

And Nekomiya, Ye Qingfeng felt both helpless and satisfied with her.

After all, today was the day she joined the Cunning Hare House, plus the exhaustion of the whole day, except for Anbi, the other few had all drunk some fuel drinks.

Anbi neither took the initiative to drink nor refused.

Nico, who had drunk two bottles in a row, was already in a state of slight intoxication.

Nico was a lively personality to begin with, and under the catalysis of alcohol, this liveliness became increasingly unbridled, full of unmasked ease and wantonness in her gestures.

Look, she was hugging Anbi beside her and was about to pour fuel drink into Anbi's mouth.

Ye Qingfeng was quick-eyed and fast-handed, stopping it at the first opportunity.

At the critical moment when the fuel drink was about to be handed to Anbi's mouth, he successfully pulled Nico away, saving the dazed Anbi from the hands of this "big demon king" Nico, narrowly avoiding disaster.

The reason he did this was also very simple: if Anbi was the type who got drunk as soon as she touched alcohol, probably no one present could stop her from going crazy.

Without using weapons and without hurting Anbi, she really could have turned the Cunning Hare House upside down.

Nico, who was already burdened with a pile of external debts, would really be crying without tears by then.

It was also when Ye Qingfeng was holding Nico back that Nekomiya was very curious about the taste of the fuel drink.

Under Ye Qingfeng's verbal obstruction before, she had to listen obediently.

But now the opportunity was right in front of her; on the table beside her was the fuel drink Ye Qingfeng had only drunk half of.

She secretly held it up to her eyes; the bottle mouth still had saliva residue, emitting an alluring fluorescence.

She slowly extended her tongue to stroke her lips, thinking in her heart: It's Qingfeng's~! I'll secretly drink a sip, it shouldn't be discovered!

Nekomiya took advantage of everyone's attention being on Ye Qingfeng stopping Nico, and quietly picked up that bottle of fuel drink.

She first tried to take a light sip, smacked her lips, found the taste wasn't bad, so she didn't hesitate anymore and drank the rest in one gulp.

Half a bottle of fuel drink entered her stomach through her throat, and Nekomiya only felt her throat burning.

She was like a child who had done something wrong, secretly putting the bottle back in its original place, trying to pretend nothing had happened.

By the time Ye Qingfeng finally managed to hold Nico down and specifically instructed Anbi not to drink fuel drink, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to sit beside Nekomiya.

As soon as he sat down, he felt something was a bit wrong. However, Ye Qingfeng thought for a moment and felt that there didn't seem to be any problem.

If he had to say, it was just that he was busy for a long time and his mouth was a bit dry.

He picked up the fuel drink casually and instantly felt the weight was not quite right.

He shook the bottle and found not a drop left, so he just assumed he hadn't paid attention and finished it.

This was already the second bottle he had drunk, and at this moment he also felt a light, floating feeling in his body.

Ye Qingfeng felt that a taste was enough, and there was no need to open another bottle, so he put down the bottle and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating.

Just after eating two bites, a hot touch suddenly came from his side, followed by weight on his shoulder.

He thought Nekomiya was tired and wanted to lean for a while, so he didn't think much and continued eating.

Nekomiya leaned on Ye Qingfeng's shoulder with a nervous heart, and seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time and hadn't stopped her, she concluded that he had acquiesced to this behavior, and her courage instantly grew.

She slowly turned her head, buried herself in Ye Qingfeng, and her nostrils flared slightly, and instantly an alluring scent drilled into her nasal cavity.

So good to smell! Why is it so fragrant! I feel like I won't get tired of it for a lifetime.

Why does my head feel dizzy, and my body is so hot~!

Nekomiya's brain constantly conveyed a bunch of information, all of which were related to Ye Qingfeng without exception.

Want to be closer to Qingfeng! Want to drill directly into his arms!

Want to bury herself in his chest and take a hard breath! Want to extend her tongue to taste what he tastes like!

Under the stimulation of alcohol, Nekomiya's already scarce rationality toward Ye Qingfeng was about to return to zero at this moment!