King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

Xu Zhiqiang's alcohol tolerance is really poor; after just a few bottles of beer, he was snoring loudly.

Lying on the ground unconscious.

Ye Lan had no choice but to carry him on her back and put him on her bed.

Then he came out alone to clean up the mess.

After all, this is a shared apartment, and the living room is a common area.

Ye Lan had to consider Ning Caicai's feelings.

By the time he finished cleaning up all the leftovers on the table, it was already midnight.

Ye Lan leaned on the balcony and lit a cigarette for herself.

call!

The cool moonlight and white smoke intertwined, creating a feeling of immense peace.

He was powerless to help Xu Zhiqiang.

As he said, Xu Zhiqiang has no talent for gaming.

At least that's what he thought.

Even during her school years, Ye Lan displayed remarkable talent for gaming.

He has dabbled in both PC and mobile games and has achieved considerable success in both.

During this period, he also invited Xu Zhiqiang to play games with him on several occasions.

However, Xu Zhiqiang was a complete bookworm.

I always politely declined, using the excuse that I would help you with your homework.

That's right, Xu Zhiqiang did most of Ye Lan's homework.

Xu Zhiqiang even practiced two different handwriting styles, fearing that his teacher would discover it.

The only games Xu Zhiqiang plays, besides Tetris from his childhood, are Honor of Kings.

I played Honor of Kings because I wanted to have something in common with Huang Yuting.

However, the ending was exactly the same as all simps.

In the end, you'll have nothing left.

In fact, Ye Lan knew very well that Xu Zhiqiang would definitely have an advantage over others if they graduated and started working.

But love is so irrational; you always seem to meet the person you think is right at the wrong time.

call.

With another puff of smoke, the embers finally burned out.

Ye Lan stubbed out her cigarette and threw it into the ashtray, preparing to spend the night on the sofa.

There was nothing he could do; Xu Zhiqiang had taken over his bed.

If you want to sleep in a bed, you can only go to Ning Caicai's room.

This idea feels perverted even just thinking about it.

The following morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Ye Lan, who had forgotten to close the curtains, was awakened by the bright light from the balcony.

Ye Lan shielded her eyes from the sunlight with her arm, her expression showing a hint of annoyance.

"Damn, it seems that too much natural light isn't always a good thing."

He now finds himself somewhat nostalgic for his old rented room, which was completely dark and resembled a basement.

Now that I'm awake, there's no reason for me to go back to sleep.

Ye Lan got up, quickly washed herself, and then splashed cold water on her face to wake herself up.

After changing my clothes and putting on my shoes, I went downstairs to buy breakfast.

He has a high alcohol tolerance; even though he drank seven or eight bottles last night, he still feels clear-headed.

However, Xu Zhiqiang does not have this ability.

He doesn't drink much, but last night he drank seven or eight bottles because he was feeling down.

I'm sure I'll feel terrible when I wake up.

Ye Lan planned to take this opportunity to buy a hangover soup.

When Ye Lan brought back the hangover soup, she found Ning Caicai standing at the door, rubbing her head in a daze.

Sensing something was wrong, Ye Lan quickly walked over, only to be met with a strong smell of alcohol.

Ye Lan initially thought it was the smell of alcohol on her, but after smelling it carefully, she realized...

It has a slightly fragrant and mellow taste, and is not very pungent.

This is the unique flavor of high-end red wine.

"Wow, what were you doing last night? You drank so much!"

Ye Lan saw that Ning Caicai looked unsteady and couldn't even insert the key into the keyhole.

I was worried she might slip and fall down the stairs next to us.

Ye Lan naturally reached out and put her arm around her shoulder.

Ning Caicai's delicate body trembled, and her already rosy face became even more beautiful and alluring, as pitiful as a ripe apple.

She raised her head slightly, her long eyelashes trembling gently, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, looking at Ye Lan's sharply defined profile.

Ye Lan had a half-smoked cigarette dangling from her lips, sparks flickering as ash drifted down.

He still looks like a petty hoodlum.

But it made Ning Caicai feel incredibly at ease at that moment.

Ye Lan snatched the key from Ning Caicai's hand and easily inserted it into the hole.

Turn the key, and the door opens.

Ye Lan supported Ning Caicai all the way until the other woman was half-lying on the sofa.

Why did you drink so much?

Ye Lan frowned slightly, took out the hangover soup from the shopping bag, and steadily placed it in front of Ning Caicai.

I thought to myself, "Sorry, brother, you can have this hangover soup first, I'll go buy you some more later."

Ning Caicai pressed her alluring red lips to the rim of the bowl, slurping as she drank.

After drinking half a bowl of hangover soup, a warm feeling rose up, and Ning Caicai's expression improved.

His eyes brightened a bit.

"It's all my sister's fault for tricking me into drinking cocktails. At first, I didn't think anything of it, and it tasted like juice. Then I passed out."

Ye Lan squatted to the side, awkwardly laughing.

Even a seasoned drinker like him couldn't handle the aftereffects of the cocktail, let alone a girl like Ning Caicai.

"Your sister is quite comfortable letting you come back alone."

"There's nothing I can do. She's a very busy person. She came to Jiangcheng to see me because of work, and now that she's finished, she naturally has to go back."

Ning Caicai lay flat on the sofa, her fair and smooth arms resting on her forehead.

Staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you. My childhood friend is coming and might stay here for a few days."

Ning Caicai turned her head, her long, smooth hair falling to the ground.

"Boys?"

"Otherwise, girls aren't called childhood friends, they're called childhood sweethearts." Ye Lan smiled, picked up Ning Caicai's hair, and gently pinned it up on the sofa.

Ning Caicai's thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and a sweet smile curved her lips.

"Then shouldn't you give me something in return?"

"Didn't I already say I'd treat you to hot pot another day?"

"I'm afraid you're harboring ill intentions and are deliberately not cooking it thoroughly for me."

"Then you'll be ready to become a Splatoon."

"Eh, so disgusting."

Ning Caicai frowned, feigning a disgusted expression, and lightly tapped Ye Lan's shoulder.

"Drink the remaining half bowl of hangover soup, and I'll help you to your room to rest."

"okay."

Ning Caicai obediently finished the hangover soup and straightened up.

Ye Lan gently helped the other person up and slowly walked to the door of another bedroom.

That is, Ning Caicai's boudoir.

Ye Lan gently pushed the door open, and a faint fragrance wafted out of the room.

(╯▽╰)It smells so good~~

Ye Lan lowered her head and sniffed Ning Caicai again; the scent was exactly the same as the one emanating from her.

The entire room is decorated in pink tones, from the walls to the bed sheets, from the curtains to the tables and cabinets, exuding a gentle and sweet atmosphere.

The decorating style is exactly the same as those princess rooms for young girls on the internet.

Ye Lan was so embarrassed she wanted to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with her toes on the spot.

How old are you? How can you still have such a girlish heart?

Ye Lan placed the drowsy Ning Caicai on the bed and her gaze fell on the SpongeBob SquarePants doll beside the pillow.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

It seems like this baby still needs to hold a toy to fall asleep!