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Su Qian reached out and grabbed a crayfish, peeling it skillfully.

Dip the shrimp into the soup and put it into your mouth.

He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

He muttered:

"Mmm~, this crayfish tastes amazing. I can't get enough of it."

Starry.

This small space in the yard under the moonlight.

Filled with the aroma of delicious food and the laughter of two people.

"Lu Yao, do you miss home?"

After three rounds of drinks, Su Qian's face had a slight blush.

There was a hint of drunkenness in his eyes.

She stopped peeling the crayfish and looked up at Lu Yao, her eyes full of curiosity and concern.

Lu Yao was slightly stunned.

The skewers in his hand also stopped in mid-air.

Family?

The word "home" is particularly unfamiliar to Lu Yao.

He is the only divine dragon left from ancient times. He has been wandering in this world for so long that he has almost forgotten the feeling of "home".

The world of immortal cultivation for him.

Although there are many familiar places, can it be considered a real home?

Even if the sect was established later.

How many people really treat him well?

Of course, that chattering, reckless and unreliable little disciple is one of them.

Most others value his strength.

Or maybe he was just trying to gain some benefits from him.

He was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, put down the skewers, picked up the beer and took a sip, then said slowly:

"Do not want to."

As Su Qian listened to his words, the drunkenness in her eyes faded a little.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot you lost your memory."

In Su Qian's opinion, Lu Yao didn't miss home because he had lost his memory.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to restore your memory and then send you home."

Su Qian looked at her seriously.

At first I didn't want him to recover his memory because I was afraid he would kill me.

After all, Lu Yao has a special identity and unfathomable strength. What if he remembers something incredible after recovering his memory?

My small body can't handle it.

But as we get along during this period of time.

Su Qian gradually discovered that sometimes he was quite cute.

No matter what, I have treated him well.

On weekdays, they are provided with delicious food and drinks.

The two of them can be considered friends.

Even if I recover my memory, it won't do anything to me, right?

"it is good."

Lu Yao was slightly stunned.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

A warm feeling welled up in my heart, and then I shook my head gently.

Should I tell her that I don’t have amnesia?

Lu Yao pretended to have amnesia because his injuries had not healed and he remained vigilant in this strange world.

Secondly, I was worried that Su Qian would be scared away.

He gently put down the beer can in his hand and slowly said, "Su Qian, actually..."

"belch--"

Su Qian suddenly burped.

The sound, which smelled of alcohol, seemed particularly abrupt in the atmosphere which had been quiet for a moment.

Lu Yao: "..."

"I'm sorry."

She herself was a little embarrassed by the sudden hiccups.

His face turned even redder and he quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

There was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

"What were you about to say?"

This interruption made Lu Yao choke back the words he was about to confess.

He looked at Su Qian's appearance.

His originally solemn expression couldn't help but relax.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

"nothing."

Lu Yao shook his head. "It's just that I ate too many skewers, so they're a bit salty."

After hearing this, Su Qian looked at him doubtfully.

But she was drunk and didn't think about it anymore. She just smiled and said, "Then let's go to another restaurant next time."

"it is good."

A smile appeared in Lu Yao's eyes.

Su Qian stood up, staggering slightly.

Obviously he drank a little too much.

She reached out to hold the table next to her and steady herself.

Then walked towards the house.

Seeing this, Lu Yao quickly stood up and followed, "Where are you going? Do you need my help?"

Su Qian waved her hand and said vaguely, "I'm full. Let's go back to the house. Take a shower and then go to bed."

"You just said...you said you would help me with what?"

Su Qian turned to look at Lu Yao in a daze.

His eyes were a little blurry, his steps were still unsteady, and his body was swaying slightly.

"Help you...open the door."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Lu Yao's face.

Su Qian listened and nodded dazedly, "Oh, open the door, okay..."

"I thought you were going to give me a... hiccup, a bath."

Her voice was heavily intoxicated.

It sounds a bit vague.

He staggered towards the room.

The corners of Lu Yao's mouth twitched slightly.

I was afraid that Su Qian would lose stability and hit his head against the door again.

Lu Yao supported her and walked slowly towards the house, muttering as he walked: "You can't drink, but you drank so much."

Su Qian hummed twice.

He didn't respond to Lu Yao's words either.

I just let him support me and move forward step by step.

After finally reaching the door, Lu Yao freed one hand to open the door, then carefully helped Su Qian into the house.

The room was pitch black, with only a little moonlight coming in through the window.

Casting a hazy light and shadow.

Su Qian squinted her eyes and looked around, muttering, "It's so dark..."

"It's okay, I'll go turn on the light, just stand here and don't move."

As he spoke, he gently pushed Su Qian against the wall.

Then he quickly walked to the wall and turned on the light.

The lights come on.

The room suddenly became bright.

Su Qian squinted her eyes due to the sudden brightness, and it took her a while to adapt.

Lu Yao walked back to her.

He helped her walk to the bathroom and said, "Come on, go take a shower first. After that, you'll feel better and then have a good sleep."

Su Qian followed in his footsteps.

He was still muttering: "Sleep, I want to sleep..."

When they reached the bathroom door, Lu Yao let go of Su Qian's arm and asked, "Can you do it on your own? Or should I wait for you here?"

Su Qian waved her hand, "No, I can do it myself..."

As she said this, she staggered into the bathroom.

Then he slammed the door.

Lu Yao waited outside the door for a while, and then he heard the sound of water splashing from inside.

Knowing she was washing up.

After a while, the sound of water stopped and the door opened.

Su Qian walked out, her hair was a little wet and there were water droplets on her face.

She didn't even look at Lu Yao.

He swayed and fell headfirst onto the bed.

Then, there was a slight snoring sound, and he fell into a deep sleep.

"My alcohol tolerance is terrible, but my drinking habits are okay."

Seeing this, Lu Yao couldn't help but laugh.

At least, he didn't act crazy when he was drunk, but fell asleep immediately.

He walked gently to the bedside.

He looked down at Su Qian's sleeping face with a slight blush.

Her hair was wet and scattered on the pillow, with a few strands sticking to her cheeks, and water droplets were sliding down her cheeks.

He looked a little embarrassed but also a little cute.

"Don't blow dry your hair, and you won't have to worry about a headache tomorrow morning."

Lu Yao turned around and prepared to go out.

"Never mind, let's help her."

After thinking about it, he stopped.

He released a burst of spiritual power from his hand, "I am just annoyed by you. I will have a headache tomorrow morning and you will keep chattering."