Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

He picked up his own portion and drank it all in one gulp!

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

She showed no reaction and her expression remained unchanged.

Ye Qiu took a small sip, and found it quite pleasant, sweet and fragrant, which piqued his curiosity.

"What kind of juice is this? It tastes so good..."

"If it tastes good, drink more. Why are you being so stingy with juice?"

"Hey! What are you doing...! Ugh~ glug!"

Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Ning Rongrong got up, pressed down on his hand, and forced him to drink a large mouthful of liquid.

As the juice entered his stomach, the aroma spread from his mouth all the way inside, and the sweet taste made Ye Qiu feel as if he were in a sea of ​​flowers.

A surge of heat rushed straight to my brain...

When Ning Rongrong released him, his head felt a little dizzy.

He couldn't help but shake his head, his eyes were a little dizzy, and Ning Rongrong in front of him appeared as a double image.

"You...why can't you stand up?"

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

This red juice is actually a fruit wine, made from various fruits and rose petals, and then concentrated. Because the alcohol aroma is masked by the fruit and floral fragrances, it smells just like fruit juice.

Furthermore, this wine is actually quite strong; you don't feel it in your mouth, but once it's in your stomach, it leaves you feeling like you're in a sea of ​​flowers...

Let alone Ye Qiu, a newbie, even some veterans would find it unbearable.

Ye Qiu also forgot about Ning Rongrong's alcohol tolerance and overestimated his own abilities.

Seeing her drink a large glass of wine, I had a fluke mentality, not expecting that I was actually a lightweight.

I'm cautious, but I have absolutely no tolerance for alcohol.

Ning Rongrong rested her hands on the table, cupped her chin in her hands, and smiled brightly, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Ye Qiu... what's wrong?"

"I... feel a little dizzy..." Ye Qiu felt his body was a bit weak, and he only sat up straighter after leaning his arm on the table.

Ning Rongrong walked over to Ye Qiu, sat down next to him, leaned against the table with one hand supporting her head, looked at his flushed profile, and spoke softly.

"Ye Qiu, do you... hate me?"

"Um! Oily... a little..." Ye Qiu's words were a little unclear.

"Really? Are you still holding a grudge about what happened at the last auction?" Ning Rongrong's eyes turned dangerous as she asked again.

"Hmm?" Ye Qiu tilted his head, looked at her, and held out his hand, pinching his index finger and thumb together. "A little... a little..."

"Oh, I see!" Ning Rongrong said, a look of understanding on her face.

"You're such a cheapskate!" she said, pouring another cup into his glass.

He put the glass to his lips and poured another big gulp of wine into his mouth.

Ye Qiu, who was already drunk, was in even worse shape. If Ning Rongrong hadn't been holding him back, he would have collapsed onto the table.

His fair face and neck were covered in red.

It was as if Xiao Wu's figure appeared before him, smiling at him, then suddenly transformed into Zhu Zhuqing, spider spears extending from her back, her face cold and ruthless...

He held Ye Qiu, preventing him from falling.

She was amazed by his appearance during their first auction.

She then recalled the scene in Sunset Forest where Ye Qiu descended from the sky to save her, and the pleasant scent she smelled in his arms.

Her rosy cheeks flushed even redder, and she leaned forward to sniff Ye Qiu's neck twice. 'She still smells so good...'

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

Chapter 72 First Kiss

Azure eyes and blue eyes met.

"Hmm?" Ye Qiu's eyes were already drooping, his eyelids were drooping, but the previously blurry figure was becoming clearer.

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, her ear tips slowly turning red, and spoke softly.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

As soon as she said it, she felt her face burning. How could she have asked such a question?

"Ah!" she suddenly exclaimed.

It turned out that Ye Qiu had hugged her.

"So beautiful..." Ye Qiu whispered in her ear, as if in a dream.

Ning Rongrong felt her heart pounding, and a surge of joy rose within her.

She pressed her burning face against his chest.

Smelling the scent emanating from Ye Qiu, perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, or perhaps she had already had this idea in mind.

Looking up at Ye Qiu, who was already somewhat unconscious, she slightly curled her lips and leaned forward.

Warm breaths washed over her face, making her cheeks flush red.

The scalding heat stirred ripples in his blue eyes, causing them to mist and shimmer like crystal-clear water.

Their lips gently touched.

Ning Rongrong shuddered; the electric shock-like sensation made her feel tingly and somewhat intoxicated.

"Xiao Wu..."

However... Ye Qiu's murmur poured cold water on her.

It was like being suddenly attacked by sleet from a warm rainforest...

His body stiffened, his mind cleared, the mist in his eyes dissipated, and the blue waves vanished.

Her charming demeanor turned to anger, and she immediately left Ye Qiu's embrace in shame and indignation.

"This guy... he actually mistook me for someone else!" Ning Rongrong angrily grabbed his collar. What exactly had she done just now?

"Speak! Who is Xiao Wu?!" After shaking him vigorously a few times, seeing that he remained silent, she realized that he had actually fallen into a deep sleep.

"Ye Qiu, you bastard!" Ning Rongrong glared at him fiercely, her eyes practically spitting fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang punched him twice, and he was furious.

"This is my first kiss!"

Just as I was about to take the next step and wake him up to ask him for clarification, a clear, yet somewhat dazed voice came from behind me.

"Sister Rongrong~ What are you doing?"

"Ah! Little Blue?"

Like a thief, Ning Rongrong suddenly panicked and looked around, only to find that Xiao Lan on the bed had already woken up.

He was rubbing his head, looking at her curiously.

"Ah~ It's nothing, it's nothing!" She quickly released Ye Qiu and took a few steps back.

Ye Qiu slumped onto the table like a rag doll.

Xiao Lan was still a little dazed, and she walked unsteadily.

She stumbled over to Ye Qiu, nudged him, but received no response. She looked at Ning Rongrong with a puzzled expression.

"Sister Rongrong~ What happened to my brother?"

"Oh...he's fine, he just got drunk while drinking with me!" Ning Rongrong's eyes darted away.

"Oh, I see. Brother is so mean. He drank it himself and then told Xiao Lan not to drink it..." She gently patted Ye Qiu's head, as if she were the older one.

"Hehe..." Ning Rongrong chuckled awkwardly, her expression somewhat guilty. She leaned closer to Xiao Lan and tentatively asked.

"Little Blue, did you see anything just now?"

"Huh?" Little Blue rolled her eyes, thought for a moment, and then nodded. "Yes!"

"What! You saw it!" Ning Rongrong's voice suddenly rose, her face turning an ugly red, as if she had been frightened.

"Yeah! I just woke up and saw you hitting my brother..."

"Phew...!" Hearing Xiao Lan's words, Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief and patted her still-developing "fried eggs" (referring to her small, round breasts). "That's good, that's good!"

"Did something else happen just now?"

"Of course not! We only drank a little wine! Um... that's all!" Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, leaned close to Xiao Lan, and looked at her seriously.

Xiao Lan, who had just woken up from her drunken stupor, didn't think much of it and nodded groggily.

"Xiao Lan, do you know who Xiao Wu is that Ye Qiu is talking about?" Ning Rongrong's expression was a little unnatural, and she was very curious about Xiao Wu, the one Ye Qiu mentioned.

"Oh? Sister Rongrong knows too? But I've never met that sister before, I've only met Sister Zhuqing!"