The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

There were a few survivors left on the sushi platter, complete forms that hadn't been processed by Xia Qing or recovered by Ye Shu.

However, Xia Qing has been completely defeated by those two bottles of sake, and she is now in a rather magical state.

If you say she wasn't drunk, she kept insisting she wasn't drunk, and quite loudly at that. Usually, in this situation, she's definitely drunk.

But if you say she was drunk, her eyes were still quite bright, not at all like the hazy look she usually has when she's drunk.

Anyway, she seems quite lucid, but she's become unusually talkative, and her logic is starting to go in strange directions.

From the moment she started, she didn't know what she remembered, but she suddenly rolled over and sat directly facing Ye Shu, straddling his lap, her arms around his neck, and kept asking:

"Ye Shu...do you like me? Do you like me very much?"

Ye Shu didn't drink much. She had just thrown up last night, so she learned her lesson and only took a small sip as a token gesture.

He looked at Xia Qing's face, which was flushed, but her eyes were bright.

"Ye Shu... tell me, do you like me?"

Xia Qing stared at Ye Shu, determined to get an answer.

After asking, as if afraid Ye Shu would say he didn't like it, she hugged Ye Shu's neck tightly, their foreheads touching. She squinted her eyes, as if threatening him:

"You dare say you don't like me???"

Ye Shu was a little confused by her sudden question. At such close range, Ye Shu could smell the fragrance on Xia Qing's body and the faint smell of alcohol in her breath.

Xia Qing stared intently into Ye Shu's eyes without blinking, waiting for Ye Shu's answer.

"I like you, Xia Qing. I like you."

There has never been a second answer to this question; everyone knows it. It's as clear as day.

But Xia Qing paused for a moment, stared into Ye Shu's eyes, and seemed not to be satisfied with the answer. She then asked:

"My favorite, my absolute favorite."

Ye Shu felt like she was participating in a quiz show; after she gave an answer, the host would ask, "Are you sure?"

Ye Shu looked into Xia Qing's eyes without looking away.

Xia Qing sat on his lap, swaying back and forth. Ye Shu was afraid she would lose her balance and fall, so he put his arm around her waist and supported her.

Xia Qing squinted at Ye Shu, stared at him for several seconds, and then pouted:

"Really? I don't believe it."

Sure enough, Xia Qing has the potential to be a host.

Xia Qing was still lingering on Ye Shu's lap, not behaving herself at all.

She leaned even closer, their noses almost touching, and her voice was so soft, it sounded like a soft hum in her throat:

"Then prove it to me."

Proof? How to prove it?

However, the two are now so close that they could practically touch each other's lips, which means the answer to the mystery is right there in the mystery itself, isn't it?

Ye Shu looked at Xia Qing, unsure of her train of thought, but still gently kissed her on the lips and asked:

"Will this work?"

Xia Qing blinked after hearing his question, then asked in return:

"What's okay?"

"Prove it! Is this proof acceptable?"

Ye Shu was stunned, and Xia Qing was even more stunned. She blinked again, as if she hadn't just been kissed:

"What did you do?"

Ah... so she didn't feel anything at all.

Ye Shu was speechless. He thought to himself, "I clearly kissed you just now! How could you not even feel my loving advance?!"

But then I thought about it again, and maybe I was too light, plus Xia Qing was a little drunk and might not have noticed.

Again.

Without saying a word, Ye Shu leaned in again and kissed Xia Qing on the lips.

This time, Ye Shu used a little more force, and the kiss lasted a little longer before he separated from Xia Qing and asked:

"Does this prove it?"

Xia Qing truly felt it this time. She slightly opened her mouth and licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, as if she were savoring it.

Then I saw her eyes slowly narrow, revealing a "That's it?" expression.

Before Ye Shu could even ask Xia Qing what kind of expression that was, Xia Qing said:

"Ye Shu, do you look down on me?"

???

What's going on here? Why am I looking down on her again?

Ye Shu quickly shook her head:

"No, why do you say that?"

Xia Qing stared at him, her gaze suddenly turning somewhat dangerous, unlike the usual feeling she had when the two of them were together.

She said to Ye Shu:

"What were you doing just now? Is that what you call a kiss? At most, it was just a touch of lips."

After saying that, Xia Qing curled her lips into a smile, revealing the kind of arrogant and domineering smile that you'd see on a delinquent girl boss or a mafia boss in anime.

"Come on, let me show you what a real kiss is."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Qing pulled hard on her arm that was holding Ye Shu's neck, bringing Ye Shu towards her.

Before Ye Shu could react, she felt her lips go limp and she couldn't speak.

The Art of War, in the chapter on military competition, states:

It is swift as the wind, silent as the forest, aggressive as fire, and immovable as a mountain.

There are two more sentences, but they are irrelevant to the situation we are about to discuss, so I will not mention them.

Later, these four lines caught the eye of Takeda Shingen, a famous general of the Sengoku period, and were turned into the four military flags of wind, forest, fire, and mountain that are often seen in various Japanese manga and movies.

Well, a classic is a classic. The wisdom of our ancestors is truly remarkable. Takeda Shingen was a connoisseur of his work.

These four sentences can be considered a universal formula, and they can also be applied to Ye Shu's current situation.

Having spent so much time with them, Ye Shu could be said to have gained a deeper understanding of the four people's kisses.

Xiaoxue's kisses were swift as the wind. Because Xiaoxue was shy, each kiss was just a light peck, and they would separate after a quick kiss.

Even that night, their kiss could be described as a battle of wits, emphasizing knowing when to stop.

Like the wind, it comes and goes quickly, but the gentle breeze on your face is a truly refreshing feeling.

Zhi Qiu's kiss was slow and deliberate, like a gentle breeze.

But just like the vines of those man-eating trees in anime, they slowly and gradually wrap themselves around you. You don't feel anything at the time, but when you realize it, you find yourself completely entangled and unable to escape.

Every time Ye Shu was kissed by Sister Zhi Qiu, she felt like she had been taken advantage of, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

Xiao Nuan remained unmoved and methodical; a kiss was simply a kiss, nothing more.

Xiao Nuan will kiss you in the most straightforward and direct way.

Xia Qing, on the other hand, is as aggressive as fire. Just like this kiss, it gives Ye Shu a feeling of "FBI! Open the door!!!"

I'm determined to smash this vase today!

Before Ye Shu could even react, Xia Qing kicked open his door.

Moreover, Xia Qing not only kicked down the door, she also searched the house.

Ye Shu, who had been holding Xia Qing's waist, instinctively tightened his grip, his mouth filled with the sweet aroma of sake and that domineering aura, burning over her like fire.

Although Ye Shu is very happy now, he has no room to back down.