Star Railway, starting as Kiana

Upon seeing the jars of fine wine still sealed, Feixiao, who already had a penchant for alcohol, forgot all about continuing to try and persuade Kiana to switch sides. Instead, he instantly took the jars and removed the seals.

As the seal on the wine jar was removed, an enticing aroma of wine instantly filled the entire courtyard.

It lacks the harshness of alcohol, instead offering a burst of fruity aroma, much like the legendary monkey wine, naturally brewed from various fruits, and after countless years of natural fermentation, it has become a fine wine.

"Come on, everyone, don't just stand there. If you're not going to drink, I'll drink first."

"Hehehe, General Feixiao truly lives up to his reputation as the great general of Yaoqing. He is indeed straightforward. Then this old man will not refuse."

Seeing Fei Xiao and Huai Yan each pour a large bowl of wine, Kiana, who didn't really care for alcohol and even felt that drinking alcohol was not as good as drinking beverages, was also affected by the atmosphere and poured some wine into her cup.

"Cheers!"*2

Kiana took a small sip and realized that it tasted completely different from the alcohol she remembered. Just like the first time she smelled it, there was no trace of alcohol. It was sweet and sour, like fruit juice, smooth and delicate.

It has absolutely no spiciness or bitterness from alcohol.

Kiana, who found the taste quite good, slowly began to sip the wine from her glass.

From sipping slowly at the beginning to finally drinking it all in one gulp.

When Kiana finished drinking, she realized that Feixiao had already finished the whole bowl of wine. He was even hugging a wine jar and pouring wine into his mouth like someone who hadn't drunk water in a long time.

Huaiyan also finished his bowl of wine, but unlike Feixiao, he didn't drink it with gusto. Instead, he picked up a new jar and poured another bowl of wine into it.

"Hey, why is your glass empty? Come on, fill it up, fill it up!"

Looking at Fei Xiao, who was leaning against him, breathing hotly and with an exceptionally rosy complexion, he was now looking at the wine glass he had just finished drinking from. He slowly lifted the wine jar, which was more than half empty, as if he intended to pour it into Kiana's glass.

Once in the air, Feixiao stopped moving.

Kiana thought Feixiao was worried that she had mysophobia, which is why she stopped what she was doing.

But to my surprise, Kiana was completely deluding herself.

"Tons, tons, tons!"

"belch!"

"Hey Qi, your wine's gone again? - Such a tiny cup, how can you drink from such a stingy cup? Someone, bring a bowl! We can't neglect our guests!"

Kiana looked at Feixiao, whose ears were twitching. Feixiao was completely different from the usually capable and invincible general. She was like an ordinary and cute girl next door who had drunk some wine and started to lose her sense of direction.

However, logically speaking, Fei Xiao himself is the guest, and besides, who else is here?

Just as Kiana was about to help Feixiao up, she noticed that an empty bowl had been handed to her from the side.

Kiana then realized that the person who brought the bowl was none other than the old man of the Immortal Ship, General Huaiyan from the Zhu Ming Immortal Ship.

"Hoohoho!"

Huaiyan completely ignored Kiana's gaze. After putting the things down, he picked up his wine bowl, drank his wine, and stroked his beard as he watched the interaction between the two.

"Hey, is the bowl here? Here, don't move, let me fill it up for you!"

Looking at the full bowl of wine, Kiana felt that she was probably going to die here today.

Strange 3 VII Three Passes l

An idea suddenly popped into Kiana's mind: Why not use the Herrscher of the Void's abilities to cheat? Or perhaps the Herrscher of Death's abilities to neutralize the effects of alcohol?

But seeing Feixiao enjoying his drink, Kiana finally gave up.

"Come on, let's drink to our friendship!"

Feixiao put his arm around Kiana's shoulder, stopped her from touching him, and then downed the wine in his bowl again, leaving not a single drop.

"Ah! Cool!"

Seeing Feixiao do this, Kiana followed suit and drank the wine in her bowl in one gulp.

Kiana thought she would collapse and lose consciousness, but she realized that she didn't seem to be unconscious at all. If it weren't for Feixiao's drunken and somewhat disorderly behavior, Kiana would have really wondered if she was drinking juice.

Huaiyan remained there, showing no intention of speaking, as if watching a junior play and not intending to interfere.

"Meow!"

"!!!"

Kiana looked at Feixiao, who was meowing like a cat, with a shocked expression. She saw Feixiao's fox ears twitching and his proud body, which was completely covered by a cheongsam.

Kiana felt that she was about to let March 7 down.

"March 7th, I'm sorry!"

Kiana, be with me, okay?

Before Kiana could even speak, Feixiao lost consciousness and, like a kitten, nestled on Kiana's lap, drifting into a sweet dream.

Kiana froze for a moment.

"Hehe, oh dear, the old man's health doesn't allow me to stay up so late, so I'll go and rest now."

Kiana looked at the bright sun, then at Huaiyan, who had already left.

"Grandpa, your ability to assist others is a bit too strong."

Kiana looked at Feixiao, who was lying obediently and adorably on her lap, and at the ears that were still twitching from time to time even after Feixiao had fallen asleep.

Kiana took out a blanket from the imaginary space and covered Feixiao with it, placing her hand on Feixiao's shoulder to prevent the blanket from falling off.

Seeing Feixiao's constantly twitching ears, occasionally brushing against her skin, Kiana reached out her wicked hand and, like petting a cat, ruffled the head of this victorious general.

Don't even mention...

Don't even say it...

The feel of this is absolutely fantastic!

"I acknowledge your strength as the second best cat in the world!"

Who do you think is number one?

Of course, it's the incredibly cute Chiza Moonfish Cat!

Suddenly, Kiana felt thirsty and looked at the unopened bottle of liquor on the ground.

Thinking of that fruit juice-like taste, Kiana reached out her hand, and golden particles created a passage connecting the wine jar and the imaginary space.

The moment the tears fell, the wine jar appeared in the hands of the plague-stricken egg. After taking out one or two parts of it from the jar, Ling Qiya Mengna placed the remaining wine in the imaginary space for later retrieval.

"So, this really isn't juice?"

On a side note, fruit wine is still alcohol. Even if it tastes similar to fruit juice, don't drink too much. Some have a slow onset but a strong aftereffect.

Chapter 520 Qi Bao, you smell so good!

"Qibao, hey, you smell like another woman!"

Kiana immediately pretended not to hear what March 7th was saying and joked, "What are you talking about?"

"Tell me, whose perfume is this fruity scent on you? I've never smelled anything like it before."

Oh, so that's what it is!

Kiana looked at this easily angered little jealous person with a helpless expression. She took out the wine jar stored in the imaginary space, took out a small cup of wine from it, and placed it in front of March 7.

"This is it, that's right, the new lover I stole from Luofu."

Faced with Kiana's teasing, March 7 felt his face burning, but smelling the tempting fruity aroma, March 7 didn't consider that it was a jar of wine at all, and just thought it was a juice from the Immortal Boat. He immediately took a sip.

“Delicious!”

March 7's eyes lit up instantly, but soon his gaze became hazy, his face gradually turning crimson, and his eyes became increasingly affectionate as he looked at Kiana.

And those delicate little hands began to get restless.

Seeing Kiana looking exceptionally charming in the dress styled by Himeko, as promised, March Seven's small hand slowly reached towards Kiana's waist, and she pulled Kiana into her arms.

"Qibao, you smell so good!"

Kiana:!

No, March, what strange things have you been looking at all day long?

Seeing Kiana looking startled and somewhat at a loss, March 7th thought it meant his offensive had been effective.

Fueled by alcohol, March 7th grew bolder, and the memories that had been suppressed gradually became blurred.

On March 7th, she felt that the temperature inside the house was a bit high, which made her body feel hot.

Slowly, March 7th withdrew one hand and placed it on her collar, pulling it open to allow her recently developing breasts to gradually relax.

Upon contact with the air, March 7th did not feel any cooler; in fact, she felt her body temperature rise.

March 7th looked at Kiana, and her fair and alluring neck seemed like an oasis in the desert.

March 7th swallowed hard, and then his restless hand began to move.

Kiana followed March 7's movements and looked into March 7's eyes, which were shrouded in mist and gradually becoming hazy.

Whether it was because March 7th's body temperature was too high or the room's air conditioning was too strong, every time March 7th exhaled, water vapor condensed, forming puffs of white smoke.

"Oh no, what kind of anime scene is this? Why is the wine starting to steam when March takes a sip?!"

As March 7th drew closer to her, Kiana slowly lowered her resistance, deciding to enjoy the moment and see what strange videos March 7th had been watching and what strange moves he had learned recently.

But in conclusion, she will ultimately prevail, no matter what.

However, to Kiana's surprise, the horn had just been sounded on March 7th, and before the charge could even begin, it broke.

Looking at March 7th lying in his arms, drooling and with his whole body burning up.

Kiana felt as if she had been doused with cold water from head to toe.

Kiana looked at March 7 with a hint of mockery in her eyes. She hadn't expected March 7 to be so bad, but his performance just now had given Kiana a sense of novelty.

"Perhaps next time, we can prepare a little bit of alcohol and mix it into the juice beforehand for Xiao Sanyue to drink. I just don't know how much alcohol Fu Xuan can handle."

But it's clearly not going to happen tonight.

Kiana looked at March 7, who was leaning all his weight on her. Fortunately, she had superhuman strength, and March 7 was very light. If it were anyone else, trying to lift a drunk person who was leaning on them would probably leave them sweating profusely.

"Hehehe, Qibao, you smell so good."

"Let me be on top today, I'll make you feel like you're flying..."

"Don't hold back, increase the pressure..."

Kiana rolled her eyes at March 7 for his outrageous remarks.

"You're still a long way from turning the tables and taking control of your life."

Kiana looked at the sleeping San Yueqi and used her spatial ability to lift her up. She then changed San Yueqi into a set of pajamas. Seeing that everything was as usual, Kiana nodded in satisfaction, put San Yueqi on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.

Seeing that March 7 had finally stopped talking in his sleep, but was still grinning foolishly, Kiana gave him a light flick on the forehead.

"That's enough for today, time to sleep."

As the room lights went out, Kiana drifted off to sleep.

That night, Kiana, who already had excellent sleep quality, slept even more soundly.

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day, but March 7th was still sleeping soundly and sweetly.

"Wake up, the sun's already high in the sky!"

Kiana pushed March 7 several times before March 7 made a barely perceptible movement. As March 7's mind gradually cleared, an indescribable sharp pain, like a steel needle piercing through her skull, instantly jolted her awake from her dream.

"Ouch! Ouch! Why does my head hurt so much?!"

"Qibao, am I going to die? It hurts so much, it hurts so much!"

Sure enough, a hangover punishes everyone who drinks.

"It's okay, it's okay, you just have a hangover, you'll be fine after a short rest."

"Ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Seeing March 7th writhing in pain on the bed, wearing the pink pajamas Kiana had changed her into yesterday, Kiana wondered if March 7th was really in that much pain.

Was that yesterday's juice really not juice?

Fortunately, the Herrscher of Death's creative power also has a healing effect on hangovers.

After the white light slowly dissipated, the once vibrant March 7th was reborn.

"March Heroine, resurrected!"