I'm in the Ark, a player.

I am a dragon!

Wei Yanwu shouted,

His figure kept moving through the park's woods.

Its agile and swift movements were more like those of a nimble mountain dog than a dragon.

"If you are a dragon, that's fine too."

"I crashed into a dragon!"

Even a forest full of obstacles was a simple obstacle course for Fumizuki.

The motorcycle was incredibly agile, constantly weaving through the woods without crashing into any trees.

"The dragon is the symbol of emperors!"

I am the emperor!

You can't do this to me!

"Tell my motorcycle what you need to say!"

Wen Yue twisted the throttle, the motorcycle let out a short roar, the front of the motorcycle lifted slightly, and then it crashed solidly into Wei Yanwu's body—

"Hmph—Hmph ahhhhh!!!"

Wei Yanwu was sent flying, spinning through the air before crashing into an open area some distance away.

The fall was so violent that even his hands were behind his back.

Wen Yue stopped her motorcycle and slowly walked to his side.

She glanced down at the naked, alcohol-reeking man still groaning on the ground, then bent down, grabbed his dragon horns, and dragged him away.

Halfway through, Wen Yue seemed to remember something. She looked around and found the place empty and deserted, which puzzled her.

"By the way, wasn't there a very familiar-looking young man next to Wei Yanwu just now?"

Where did he run off to?

......

"So powerful...so powerful..."

Seeing the battle between two unparalleled experts from Dragon Gate, I feel that constantly rewinding the game to get Wei Yanwu drunk was the right thing to do!

Seeing that he had a good time, Qin Tianling returned to Penguin Logistics completely satisfied.

However, compared to Wei Yanwu, he was clearly not much better off.

Wei Yanwu drank a lot of vodka.

The streetlights swayed into a continuous band of light before his eyes, and the ground beneath his feet felt like cotton, soft and yielding under his feet.

He arrived at the door of the Penguin Logistics dormitory, pushed it open, and staggered inside.

The living room light at Penguin Logistics was still on.

Exusiai had already passed out drunk and was lying on the sofa asleep, sprawled out with one leg dangling to the ground, one hand on her forehead, muttering incoherently in her sleep.

Texas and Croissant were nowhere to be seen in the living room; perhaps they were feeling a little better and had gone back to their rooms to sleep.

"Ah, Qin Tianling, you're back!"

Kong, who was also in the living room and remained sober since she hadn't been drinking, greeted them.

She thought she wouldn't be able to wait for Qin Tianling tonight!

However, judging from Qin Tianling's strong smell of alcohol, he must have drunk quite a bit.

"Blonde hair...petite figure...you are..."

Looking at the empty space before him, Qin Tianling felt somewhat dazed.

"It's me, Kong!"

Kong pointed to himself and moved his little face closer to Qin Tianling, trying to make him see him more clearly.

When she first saw Qin Tianling in this disheveled state, she found it amusing.

"You were so drunk you didn't even recognize me?"

"No, you are not empty..."

Qin Tianling shook his head, looked into the air, and said very seriously,

"You are... Mom!"

"Qin Tianling, you're drunk. I'm not your mother!"

"You're not Mom..."

Qin Tianling was stunned for a few seconds, then his expression suddenly changed.

"...So you're my enemy then?"

"Eh!?"

Thunderous words struck Kong's mind, leaving him momentarily speechless.

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Chapter 168, Empty: It's Mom!

Although Sora didn't know why the combination of blonde hair and a petite figure resulted in her being called a mother.

But she was able to debut as an idol, so she must have been an adult!

And why does it have to be our enemy?

Where did you come from, kid?!

And another thing, why does she, a perfectly good idol, have to become your mother?

Seeing Qin Tianling's appearance, Kong pursed her lips, looking into Qin Tianling's somewhat dazed yet stubborn eyes, and finally sighed.

Well, if it were you... it wouldn't be impossible...

"Okay, okay, it's Mommy~"

Kong slightly turned her head, her voice so soft it seemed she was afraid someone would hear, trembling with a hint of shyness.

Then, she opened her arms toward Qin Tianling.

Qin Tianling's initially sharp gaze vanished instantly.

"Oh, it's Mommy Kong! Yay!"

Her body, reeking of alcohol, threw herself into Sora's arms, pressing her entire weight against her, burying her head in Sora's shoulder, her warm breath seeping into Sora's skin through the thin fabric of her clothes.

Kong took half a step back to regain her balance, but still managed to catch him steadily.

She hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and gently wrapped it around Qin Tianling's back. Her fingers traced his slightly hunched back, feeling the warmth of his body beneath his clothes and the rise and fall of his body as he breathed.

After thinking for a moment, she began to pat his back gently, one pat at a time.

Although her face was still flushed, she tried her best to respond to Qin Tianling's expectations:

"Yes, Mommy's here!"

"Yay! Mommy Kong, I want to drink yogurt!"

"Eh!?"

Such an explosive statement immediately caused Kong's mind to shut down again!

The thin layer of red on her face spread instantly, as if splashed with paint, burning from her cheeks to her ears, and then all the way down to her neck!

Drink... drink... drink?

I... I've never even done anything like that, how could I possibly have such a thing!

Isn't this request a bit too audacious?

Hmm... I can't do that!

How could that be possible!

"No... Qin Tianling, you can't do this!"

The words had barely left his mouth when Kong regretted them.

Qin Tianling is currently intoxicated and his emotions are unstable. Would it be inappropriate to refuse him like this?

Or would it be better to try to imitate a mother's way of speaking and say something like, "No, that's something only bad kids do," to refuse Qin Tianling?

But to Kong's surprise, Qin Tianling did not react excessively to the rejection.

There was no response at all.

"Qintianling?"

With some confusion, Kong softly called out Qin Tianling's name and looked at the black head resting on his shoulder.

"Qintianling?"

Kong found Qin Tianling already in her arms, fast asleep like a baby.

"Sigh, this is really worrying... Heave-ho!"

Kong adjusted his posture, letting Qin Tianling wrap one arm around the back of his neck, and carried Qin Tianling into his room.

Pushing open the door, a simple room with only a bed and a cabinet came into view.

Although I noticed last time I came that Qin Tianling's room was very empty,

Kong assumed that Qin Tianling had just moved in and hadn't had time to tidy up and decorate the room yet.

I never expected it to be like this even now.

It looks so simple and so lonely..........

It's as if they don't consider this place their home at all, but rather just a temporary base.

Perhaps Qin Tianling has always felt that he doesn't belong here?

For some reason, a strange thought appeared in Sora's mind.

Perhaps it was this feeling of utter loneliness, with nowhere to belong, that made him crave his mother? Crave this insatiable desire?

After thinking it over for a while, he still couldn't figure it out. In the end, he carefully placed Qin Tianling on his bed, then closed the door and left.

Not long after,

The door to Qin Tianling's room opened again.

After glancing left and right, Kong tiptoed in.

The guilty look on his face was impossible to hide.

Because she realized one thing,

Nobody's awake at Penguin Logistics right now...

Texas and Exusiai were both asleep; he hadn't slept because he was waiting for Qin Tianling to return.

Right now, it seems... it seems like I can do anything to Qin Tianling without being discovered!

When this idea first came to mind, Kong vehemently denied it.

However, once this thought arose, Kong could no longer ignore it.

In the end, she couldn't suppress that little bit of longing in her heart.

She looked at Qin Tianling, who was fast asleep on the bed.

His sleeping face was peaceful and unguarded; it was hard to imagine that he had been so wild, so rock-and-roll, so...unbelievable in the afternoon.