Chapter Forty-Eight: Someone Undresses, I Don't Say Who

Carrying three bottles of Dawn wine, Wang Dao returned to the rental room step by step.

Why are there only three bottles, and heh, two more bottles were drunk in the tavern by someone to celebrate the end of the dragon plague.

Otherwise, why did Wang Daoyi take one step at a time.

In fact, the alcohol content of Dawn is not high, and the amount of wine is okay, but it can't stop the enthusiastic citizens of Mondstadt.

When Venti shouts that Wang Daoyi is the Liyue friend who helped solve the dragon plague, the entire tavern boils over.

Wang Daoyi was caught and poured a belly of wine alive.

Of course, Wendy was also drunk, but he enjoyed it.

In the end, it was Lord Diluc who covered Wang Daoyi's retreat from behind.

"The people of Mondstadt are so welcoming, so terrible!"

Swinging three bottles of Dawn wine, Wang Daoyi pushed open the door.

"Xiangling, I'm back, look what I brought!"

Wang Daoyi shouted, he could already smell the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, although the meal time had passed, but Xiangling obviously left Wang Daoyi with food.

Hearing Wang Daoyi's voice, Xiangling came out of her room.

The delicate little face frowned, and the good-looking little nose smelled of wine.

"Brother Dao, you're drinking, strange, how did you buy wine! I begged Diona for a long time, but she wouldn't give me wine! ”

Walked to the side of the swaying Wang Daoyi, supported the young man, let the young man lean half of his body on his body, and helped the already drunk young man to the sofa.

"Brother Dao, sit down for a while, and I'll make you a sobering soup."

Put the boy on the sofa, covered a thin blanket casually, and Xiangling went into the kitchen again to get busy.

Looking at the other party's busy appearance, Wang Daoyi seemed to see a virtuous wife who was taking care of her drunken husband.

A hint of warmth surged into Wang Daoyi's heart.

[Xiangling, really virtuous! ] 】

With a hint of warm exclamation, the teenager was too empty on the sofa in a daze.

Soon, the sound of the kitchen disappeared, and Xiangling walked out with a bowl of decanting soup, and then saw Wang Daoyi looking at her in a daze, or rather looking in the direction of the kitchen.

Putting the decanting soup on the coffee table in front of the sofa, Xiangling straightened the young man who fell on his side, smelled the rich wine smell on the young man's body, and said as if he was complaining and worried: "Why do you drink so much, it really is!" ”

Not realizing that her tone was like that of a little daughter-in-law, Xiangling carefully picked up the decanting soup, scooped up a small spoon with a small spoon, blew it, and coaxed Wang Daoyi like a child to the confused Wang Daoyi.

"Brother Dao, come, open your mouth, behave."

Wang Daoyi, who was in a daze, seemed to hear someone calling him, but he couldn't really hear it, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak, so he could only open his lips slightly.

Gently fed a spoonful of sobering soup to Wang Daoyi, then wiped the soup stains from the corners of the young man's mouth with a handkerchief, and continued to carefully feed the second spoonful.

In this way, the girl gently fed the boy the sobering soup, but I don't know if the spoon is too small, or the girl is a little greedy for this feeling, until the boy snores, and most of the bowl of sobering soup is left.

Easily carried the boy who was as heavy as a dead pig into the room and put him on the boy's bed.

The boy's room was very clean, and the only feature was that there were always endless books on the desk, and some books were scattered around the bedside.

Although they have lived together for more than half a month, this is the second time Xiangling has come to Wang Daoyi's room, and the first time is when she rented a room.

Just casually looked at the room, Xiangling took Wang Daoyi's basin and towel out of the room, and after a while, he came back with a basin full of hot water.

With a red face, he glanced at the sleeping Wang Daoyi shyly, and comforted himself in his heart: "I just washed Brother Daoyi's face, it's nothing, it's just a face." ”

After doing the mental construction, Xiangling untied Wang Daoyi's belt, took off the boy's coat, hesitated for a while, and took off his pants as well.

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After a full hour, Xiangling Hong came out of the room with a small face and returned to her room to rest.

At night, Xiangling seemed to have a good dream, and a happy smile overflowed on her little face.

The next day, dawn.

With a hint of drunken dizziness, Wang Daoyi got up from the bed.

"Strange, I scrubbed myself yesterday?"

Looking at his smooth upper body, Wang Daoyi was a little puzzled. Then I saw untreated washbasins and towels on the sink.

It's really good, drunk like that, I can still wash my face and feet by myself, I'm really talented!

With a hint of sighing, Wang Daoyi put on his clothes and walked out of the door.

What is strange is that Xiangling originally got up first, and Wang Dao could have breakfast when he got up, but after Wang Dao came out today, he found that Xiangling hadn't gotten up yet.

"Then let her sleep a little longer!"

With a hint of a smile, after washing, Wang Daoyi walked into the kitchen and began to get busy, giving Xiangling countless calls, and a little breakfast naturally couldn't stop him.

Soon, two bowls of fragrant scallion oil noodles were ready.

came to the door of Xiangling's room and knocked lightly.

A girl's voice came from inside, as if with a hint of shyness.

"I'm up, wait a minute!"

The girl's voice always makes people feel happy, and Wang Daoyi said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've already made breakfast, and I'll eat it later." ”

The girl's movements were fast, and after a while, she appeared at the dinner table.

Xiangling, who does not use powder and wears home clothes, does not have the feeling of a good wife and mother when she is busy, but is more like a little girlfriend waiting for her boyfriend to feed.

"It's been a long time since we've been out, do you have anything else to do?"

"No, I originally came out this time to find cherished ingredients, and I went to the Knights yesterday to see them, and they have collected a lot of things, and the goal has been accomplished!"

"Then let's go out today to buy some Mondstadt specialties, and let's head home tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'm homesick too, I've been out for so long, my dad and the pot will definitely nag when I go back!"

"So I'm going to prepare some gifts today, and when I go back, if Master Mao nags you, you will stuff the gifts into his arms, no old father can resist his daughter's gifts."

"Okay, that brother will help me choose a gift!"

Maybe it's because she was talking while eating breakfast, and the girl's voice had a hint of coquettishness.

After dinner, the two of them went to Mondstadt's business district, which had recovered from the dragon plague and had become bustling with merchants from many other countries, in addition to the local merchants of Mondstadt.

Perhaps every girl has an extraordinary talent for shopping, and Xiangling happily shuttles through the crowd, looking east and west, even if it is a Liyue store owned by a Liyue person, she is still full of attraction to her.

A girl who goes shopping always has a strong fighting power, especially when the girl herself is not short of money.

Soon, Wang Daoyi's body began to be full of bags.

There are clothes that are unique to Mondstadt, as well as products unique to Mondstadt, garlands made of Cecilia flowers, small hanging lamps made of imitation small lamp grass, and various knick-knacks.

In addition to Mondstadt's things, there are also some Fontaine merchants who sell some interesting mechanical items, and Wang Daoyi has also bought a new photo camera, which he had previously broken by a fake match-fixer.

In the end, the two of them returned to the rental house with a lot of stuff.

"How do we get so many things back?"

In reality, there is no backpack space, and the Vision is not a storage space, at most it can store weapons that resonate with the Vision holder.

"Forget it, I'll ask Master Diluc to borrow a carriage tomorrow!"

He's rich anyway.