StarCraft: The Sickly Female Supporting Character Pulls Out the Weeping Willow

Chapter 415 Three's Company, All Mine
Chapter 415

Feng Zhu chuckled softly.

"It's definitely not because she's afraid of me; my sister wants me too."

He straightened up, looking at Ye Yao with clear eyes, his smile bright and pure.

He leaned down and placed a warm kiss on her soft lips.

"Sister, I'll be waiting for you in Nanshi tonight."

"Okay," Ye Yao replied.

Feng Zhuo left with a smile on his face, floating in the air, still waving goodbye to Ye Yao.

"Sister, I'm waiting for you."

Ye Yao smiled and waved, watching the other person leave.

An aura carrying a faint sense of oppression appeared behind her.

You can tell who it is without even turning around.

"Next person?"

Lu Huochuan's sexy voice rang out beside her.

Ye Yao looked up at him, his crimson pupils and short black hair making him look every bit the succubus.

He's tall and has long legs; every feature of him is exceptionally outstanding.

The Creator is truly biased.

She reached out and intertwined her fingers with his.

Noticing the strength of the other person's hand, Ye Yao smiled and said, "I'm not sure, but I feel it's a pity."

Lu Huochuan asked, "What's a pity?"

"Such a cute boy, it would be a shame to touch him."

His youthful energy was really attractive, which aroused a strange sense of anxiety and envy in Ye Yao.

Lu Huochuan chuckled, "How old do you think you are?"

Young and energetic?

She's only thirty years old this year.

She should be younger than that young man, yet she envies him?

How big is your mindset, really?

I couldn't help but ask.

Ye Yao thought for a moment and replied, "About two or three hundred years old? Or four or five hundred years old."

Lu Huochuan: "..."

I'm really speechless.

“I know what your life is like, and it’s nowhere near as good as mine.”

Lu Huochuan said, "I have the mindset of a normal person who is over a hundred years old, unlike you, whose age range is so large."

She's fine.

At the age of thirty, my mental age has increased more than tenfold.

Ye Yao laughed heartily, hooked her arm around her neck, and jumped up.

Lu Huochuan reached out, one hand supporting her shapely buttocks, the other around her waist.

"Let's find a place to drink."

Ye Yao stretched out her arms, laughing heartily and relaxed, "I have no objections, let's go."

It has indeed been a long time since I've had a drink.

**
bar.

The two found a spot.

There are very few people in the bar at this time of day.

Their appearance wasn't particularly eye-catching.

We ordered a table full of drinks, along with several snacks to go with them.

Spicy beans are essential.

This is similar to peanuts, which she is familiar with. Deep-fried and sprinkled with a thin layer of fine salt, it is a favorite snack for her to enjoy with drinks.

There are also braised dishes and two cold dishes.

"bump!"

"Cheers." Ye Yao gripped the cool wine glass, tilted her head back and drank half of it down. Her eyes crinkled with delight as she looked on with a happy smile.

"A thousand cups of wine are not enough when drinking with a bosom friend." She rambled on, but fortunately her voice wasn't loud enough to disturb others.

"What is this?" This was the first time Lu Huochuan had heard of this phrase. To be honest, it was quite interesting.

Ye Yao chuckled, "Do you know the next line?"

Lu Huochuan raised an eyebrow, waiting for her next sentence.

"If you don't agree, there's no need to talk too much."

He then explained briefly, "I can drink with people I get along with, and I can never get enough of them. But with people I can't talk to, I find even half a word annoying."

Lu Huochuan smiled and said, "You speak concisely, that's good."

Those who spotted Ye Yao simply watched from afar and did not approach to disturb her.

Their Queen is clearly on a date, and disturbing a lover's date is a grave sin punishable by banishment to deep space.

Ye Yao has a great alcohol tolerance, that's true. But Lu Huochuan is a true heavy drinker.

Slightly tipsy, Ye Yao rested her chin on one hand and slowly sipped the wine in her glass.

"Open your mouth."

Lu Huochuan spoke.

Ye Yao opened her mouth, "Ah? Ah—"

A cool, chilled cucumber salad was stuffed into her mouth. "To help you sober up, wasn't that a bit too much?"

Waving her hand, Ye Yao said, "It is a bit much, but don't worry, I won't go crazy when I drink too much, I'll just want to sleep."

Lu Huochuan asked, "What would happen if I wanted you when you were drunk?"

"I'll probably beat you to death."

He calmly stated the facts: "I'm holding back; I might lose control if I'm drunk."

He wrote it down.

Lu Huochuan had no intention of using his body to withstand Ye Yao's punches.

Forget about how badly he'd be beaten; he wouldn't even have a chance to be crippled or call for help. He'd most likely be punched into a bloody mist.

"Drink less alcohol normally." This is a crucial instruction.

It concerns his life.

"Drinking is fine, but interactions between lovers can easily get out of control."

There's absolutely no problem chatting with her when she's drunk.

She can guarantee it with her own integrity.

[Personality: I can't even vouch for myself.]

By noon, her pupils were unfocused.

Lu Huochuan picked the person up and carried them out of the bar.

She used the balancer to return to her palace on the other side.

As I was about to go upstairs, I saw Xie Mang.

"What's wrong?" Xie Mang stood on the stairs, looking at Lu Huochuan coming up, glancing at the little girl in his arms, her rosy cheeks and the strong smell of alcohol around her were too obvious, "How much did you drink?"

After giving a brief explanation, Lu Huochuan asked, "A restaurant?"

"Hmm, shall we go?" Xie Mang asked.

"Wait a moment." Drinking alcohol cannot replace lunch.

After escorting Ye Yao back to her room, he went downstairs and left with Xie Mang.

**
The system looked at its host, who was swaying unsteadily in the mental world, and its expression was indescribable.

[Host, you're drunk, what are you doing here? Oh dear!]

Before it could finish speaking, Ye Yao swayed and collapsed to the ground.

The white tiger instantly appeared beside her, allowing her to lie down and lean against it.

Unsurprisingly, Ye Yao hugged him again.

Ye Yao forced her eyes open a crack. "It's alright, everyone can rest."

She instructed the system, "Wake me up when it's time; I have an appointment tonight."

System: [Okay, okay, go to sleep.]

She quickly fell asleep.

The system revolved around Ye Yao.

She turned to the white tiger beside her and said, "[She's definitely dating men. Her world is very conservative; interstellar travel is normal, but even if it's normal, how many has she dated already?]"

White Tiger: [Three? That's a lot?]

System: [I'm just superfluous, knowing full well that you and the host are on the same mental wavelength.]

It appears to be communicating with the white tiger, but in reality, it is still the host.

Since they were on the same wavelength, Baihu also knew about Ye Yao's background.

Even though it was a "product" of interstellar space, it knew everything about Ye Yao.

There wasn't even a hint of surprise.

[Xie Mang's spiritual form is a giant black-scaled python, and you are a tiger. Can a dragon and a tiger truly coexist peacefully?]

The system is very curious.

Baihu was curious as to why the system would have such an idea.

Spiritual traits are merely special physical characteristics specific to the spiritual entity.

It is not aimed at so-called animal hostility.

Xie Mang and Ye Yao have a good relationship and a deep sibling bond.

It is the same as Xie Mang's spiritual body.

Even if the spiritual entity is neither male nor female, it is just a mass of energy.

White Tiger: [Okay.]

Forget about harmony, there wasn't even a thought of fighting.

This system, while not particularly intelligent, occasionally throws out some really tricky questions.

(End of this chapter)