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After saying that, Yae no Miko carried Fang Qiu away.

Looking at their backs, Bai Qing thought for a moment. Fang Qiu was surrounded by so many friends. How could she not seem to have psychological problems?

……

Yae no Miko carried Fang Qiu out the door, turned into an alley, and then disappeared into the alley the next moment, scaring the two treasure-hunting gangs, one fat and one thin, who happened to be passing by the alley so much that their legs went weak.

They scrambled and stumbled into the tavern.

"Two people again. What would you like to drink this time?"

Jiang Qinji felt a little sorry that Fang Qiu had been taken away by her friend. If her friend hadn't come, she could have taken Fang Qiu home herself.

To further improve the relationship with Fang Qiu.

She had just calmed the female guest down and stood up when she saw two men, one fat and one thin, walk in.

"Just a couple of drinks, ma'am. We have something to tell you, but please don't be scared."

"What is it now?"

"We just saw a ghost! They suddenly turned into the alley and disappeared! What are you laughing at, landlady?"

……

In a hazy state, Fang Qiu had a dream.

A very strange dream.

Bound up, she was severely punished by Yae no Miko with a wooden horse prop, which terrified her so much that she trembled violently in her dream. Then she was forced to make a choice.

Just like in a famous anime from my past life, where the female protagonist had to choose between him or a red-hot iron rod.

That dream felt so real.

Fang Qiu was so frightened that she quickly chose the former.

Then, she was taken away.

Then she discovered that not only Yae no Miko was waiting for her, but also Koei.

So she was thrown roughly onto the bed.

then……

And then that was it; she woke up.

Fang Qiu suddenly opened her eyes and sat up in bed, but she was too weak to continue and lay back down. Her chest heaved violently with her movements.

She was breathing heavily, her eyes still showing signs of shock.

"You're awake? Repeat after me, one, two, three, three, one, two."

"One, two, three; three, two, one."

"You misread it; it seems you're still drunk."

"You're the one who messed up the order! Wait, Yae Sou... Sister, what are you doing here?"

Fang Qiu stared wide-eyed at the Eightfold Divine Child sitting at the head of his bed, his face full of surprise, and asked.

Could it be that the dream I just had was real?

Are you alright?

Thankfully, it seems like nothing has been done yet.

“You got drunk last night. I happened to pass by a tavern and decided to bring you back. It’s already past midnight and you haven’t gotten up yet, so I came to check on you and asked Ying’er to make you some hangover soup. Get up now.”

Yae no Miko suddenly threw off the covers.

Contrary to her dream of being bound in a tortoise shell under the covers, she was actually wearing her pajamas.

Fang Qiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It really was a dream.

But I was drunk, so why would I have such a strange dream...?

She was very confused...

What are you spacing out for?

A smile appeared on Yae no Miko's lips, then vanished.

This is punishment.

"Ah, no, it's nothing. Yae-nee, could you please go out first? I need to change my clothes."

Upon hearing Yae no Miko's question, Fang Qiu couldn't help but recall the content of his dream, and his face flushed red instantly.

hateful.

I'm so...so...

I actually dreamt that Yae-nee and Koei were doing *that* with her...

But this shouldn't be happening...

Why am I tied up in my dream?

"What's there to be shy about? I was the one who changed you into your pajamas yesterday."

Yae no Miko waved his hand and said.

Hearing Yae no Miko say this, she then noticed that her clothes had been changed, and her face immediately turned even redder.

She now understood why she had that dream.

I guess after getting drunk yesterday, I vaguely felt Yae no Miko taking off my clothes...

"Oh...I see. Thank you, Yae-nee-nee, but..."

Fang Qiu gripped the edge of the blanket with both hands, her face full of embarrassment.

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Ying'er has already made breakfast. I'll wait for you outside. Hurry up and get dressed and come out."

Seeing Fang Qiu's appearance, Yae no Miko's lips curled into a playful smile. She patted Fang Qiu's body through the door, then got up and walked out of the room.

After Yae no Miko left, Fang Qiu blushed, took off her pajamas, put on her clothes, and walked out of the room.

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Chapter 628 Release Date

Eight days passed in the blink of an eye.

A slight chill in the air.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

"Mmm... Ah, no, Sister Ying'er, be gentle... No there, don't rub like that... Ouch, Sister Ying'er, it hurts."

Fang Qiu sat on the corridor, and Ying'er's nimble hands kept kneading her body, making her face flush and her cry out softly.

When the blows were too heavy, Fang Qiu would wince and cry out in pain.

"Stop yelling, stop yelling. If others hear us, they might think we're doing something shady."

Ying'er said irritably.

Fang Qiu also noticed that she had made a mistake in her pronunciation, and her face turned even redder.

"How are you feeling? Would you like me to massage your lower area too?"

Sister Ying'er from

He leaned close to Fang Qiu's ear from behind and asked.

"No need... Sister Ying'er, you went too far."

Fang Qiu quickly refused.

"It's only comfortable when you apply pressure; can it even be called a massage if you don't apply pressure?"

Sister Ying'er gave Fang Qiu a coquettish look, lightly slapped Fang Qiu's shoulder, and said, "I was trying to give you a massage, and you still say I'm being rough."

"Oh dear, Sister Ying'er, don't be angry."

Fang Qiu said with a smile, "Sister Ying'er, I want to eat flower soup."

"Okay, okay, wait a moment, I'll go make it for you."

Sister Ying smiled and said, "Would you like to join me? I'll teach you how to do it."

"Okay."

Fang Qiu nodded with interest.

She stretched languidly, her graceful and alluring body unfolding, prompting even Ying'er, who was standing nearby, to exclaim, "Little vixen!"

No need to cook, no need to do laundry, no need to clean, and Sister Ying'er even gives me a massage.

Editor-in-Chief Yae left Liyue for Sumeru a few days ago.

It's said to arrive in a few days.

That's the advantage of being able to fly, isn't it?

After seeing off Editor-in-Chief Yae, she has been busy with matters related to "Puella Magi Madoka Magica" and planning "Rebellion Story" for the past few days. She is exhausted. A massage makes her feel much better.

It just hurt a little from being pressed...

However, to be honest, massage can be quite painful.

In her past life, she once passed by a massage parlor for the blind and heard the screams of the customers inside were more pitiful than those of a pig being slaughtered.

On video websites, some people are even getting "massage" treatments, with one person foaming at the mouth from a foot massage.

This demonstrates its high strength.

Sister Ying'er has already shown mercy.

It's fortunate that it wasn't Shen He who pressed it; what if Shen He hadn't controlled his strength properly...

They went to the kitchen together, and Sister Ying'er taught her from the very first step.

"First, break open the petals, stick your fingers into the stamen and stir and dig to extract the sap. Put the stamen and sap into a separate bowl. Remember not to use too much force, otherwise you will damage the petals and affect the taste of the flower soup..."