Zerg: I ​​was picked up by the cold and beautiful Major General at the start of the game.

After seeing Dr. Parks off, Lin Luo closed the door and turned around to see Theodore leaning against Voske like a boneless cat, playing with Voske's clothes, clearly treating the place as his own territory.

Voske sat upright, letting his master lean against him, his eyes gentle and calm.

Lin Luo chuckled, walked to the opposite sofa, and just as she sat down, Theodore lazily tossed something over.

"Well, let's celebrate your narrow escape this time," Theodore said lazily.

"The restaurant delivery will arrive shortly."

Lin Luo caught it and found it was a beautifully packaged bottle of wine that looked quite valuable.

He raised an eyebrow: "You even ordered restaurant delivery? You're quite well-prepared."

Theodore lifted his eyelids and snorted:

"Of course, do you expect us to celebrate with those nutrient solutions in your kitchen?"

Lin Luo shook the bottle, teasingly saying, "But... you don't seem like someone who can hold their liquor well. Are you one-drink wonders?"

"Who do you think you are?" Theodore, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, tried to sit up straight, but lacking the strength, he slumped back down, only able to feign bravado, "Maybe you'll be the one who collapses first!"

Voske reached out and put his arm around Theodore's shoulder at the opportune moment, his eyes filled with a smile.

Lin Luo could feel that the familiar consciousness belonging to Ailand was gently lingering around him, providing a quiet companionship.

"Alright!" Lin Luo's competitive spirit was ignited, and he made the decision, "Then let's have a competition!"

The restaurant's delivery service arrived quickly.

Well-dressed waiters quietly and quickly set the table, with exquisite dishes and several bottles of wine from the same collection neatly arranged, before quietly leaving.

The three sat around the dining table.

Lin Luo poured himself and Theodore drinks, while Voske said he would be piloting the aircraft later and only drank some water.

"Come on, for... uh, for the fact that I'm still alive and kicking!"

Lin Luo raised his glass. He had experienced quite a few drinking parties on Earth and considered himself experienced.

Theodore lazily raised his glass to clink with his and took a small sip.

Lin Luo tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

The insectoid liquor was smooth and fruity on the palate, not spicy at all. He thought to himself, "As expected, it's not very strong."

After a few drinks, they started talking non-stop.

Lin Luo began to feel a little lightheaded, his cheeks burning, but he attributed it to the room being too warm.

He looked at Theodore, who was almost shrinking into Voske's arms, and realized that the other was indeed no good, while he himself was still very clear-headed!

"Theodore, ha ha ha, you've been boasting!"

Lin Luo, slurring his words, smugly refilled his glass. "Look at me, I'm perfectly fine!"

Theodore's cheeks flushed, his eyes glazed, but he still managed to refute, "Nonsense!"

The sound grew softer and softer, and his head rested completely against Voske's neck.

Voske adjusted his position with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence, making Theodore more comfortable, then looked at Lin Luo, who was clearly already intoxicated, and gently reminded him:

"Lord Lin Luo, this wine has a strong aftereffect, please drink it slowly."

"It's nothing! Voske, you don't know... I used to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

Lin Luo waved his hand with an air of heroic pride, displaying an unusual excitement.

He was completely unaware that the Zerg's brewing technology was different from Earth's. This smooth-tasting wine had a true alcohol content and neurological effects far superior to ordinary Earth wines.

Lin Luo continued drinking, one glass after another, while Ailand's spirit was restless. "Your Excellency is already drunk," he thought, but he couldn't stop Lin Luo from drinking more...

Before long, the dining table fell completely silent.

Theodore was already fast asleep in Voske's arms, and Lin Luo finally succumbed to the alcohol, his head lolling to the side as he slumped onto the table, his hand still loosely holding a wine glass.

Vosk looked at the two drunkards sprawled out in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

He had planned to take Theodore home directly, but looking at Lin Luo, who was also completely drunk, he sighed.

Major General Ailand has not yet woken up, and it is too unsafe for Lord Linluo to stay in the insect world, so he has temporarily given up the idea of ​​leaving.

He carefully lifted Theodore horizontally and placed him steadily on the sofa, then laboriously helped Lin Luo to lie down on another sofa and covered them with a thin blanket.

After doing all that, he went to the kitchen to see if he could find any herbs to relieve a hangover.

Just then, Lin Luo opened his eyes groggily. The drunkenness made his vision blurry and his mind hazy.

He sat up unsteadily and immediately saw the "drink" he hadn't finished on the table, then glanced at Theodore sleeping soundly on the sofa next to him.

A childlike possessiveness and desire to share welled up inside him. He remembered that this stuff tasted delicious, and Aland hadn't had a chance to try it yet!

He awkwardly reached for the half-empty glass of wine, clutched it tightly in his hand, and then staggered unsteadily toward Elland's bedroom.

The bedroom was quiet, with only the sound of Ailand's steady breathing.

Lin Luo stumbled to the bedside, her legs gave way, and she knelt directly on the carpet.

He looked up at Aland's sleeping profile, his eyes hazy yet filled with pure joy under the influence of alcohol.

"Eland..." His voice was slurred, heavily tinged with drunkenness.

"This...this drink is so good...you should have some too...I'll have some...I'll have some..."

He struggled to find the right words, "I'll give it to you, you can have some too..."

As he spoke, he awkwardly reached out with one hand to support Ailand's chin, while his other hand trembled as he brought the wine glass close to Ailand's tightly pursed lips.

But he couldn't maintain his balance at all, and most of the cold liquor flowed down the corners of Ailand's lips, soaking the pillow and collar around his neck, with only a very small amount possibly sliding down his throat.

Lin Luo, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, watched the amber liquid slide down Ailand's cold jawline, past his bobbing Adam's apple, and finally disappear into the shadow of his collar.

"Ugh... what a waste..." he mumbled indistinctly, remembering someone saying that this "drink" was precious.

So, as if by instinct, Lin Luo, still half-asleep, leaned down and approached the wet area.

He first stretched out his fingertips and awkwardly tried to wipe away the wine stains on Elland's chin, but it didn't feel quite right.

So, like a little animal drawn to honey, he moved a little closer.

A warm, soft tongue slowly licked, starting from the corner of Ailand's mouth, slowly sliding down to below Ailand's neck, and then spreading to his Adam's apple. He even seemed to find this hard ball a little fun, and "ouch," he opened his mouth and bit it, leaving a shallow tooth mark...

In an instant, it was as if an invisible string in the air had been plucked.

Aland's spiritual body tensed up abruptly as an intense, almost tangible gaze descended upon him, carrying an indescribable heat.

Lin Luo was completely unaware of this; he only felt a strange burning sensation on the back of his neck and behind his ears, as if something invisible was gently nibbling and licking him.

The feeling wasn't unpleasant; on the contrary, it added a strange kind of stimulation to the intoxication.

Lin Luo propped himself up slightly and looked at the corner of Ailand's mouth, only to find that there was still some shiny "liquid" on it!

So, not wanting to "waste" it, Lin Luo patiently licked the corner of Ailand's mouth again.

He seemed to smell the unique fragrance emanating from the other's lips, so Lin Luo bit down on Ailand's lower lip as if his teeth were itching, and his tongue was not satisfied and tried to explore further!