Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

Yan Ling's face was as cold as frost, and her icy gaze swept over Qian Heng like a knife, her dark eyes swirling.

Like surging waves, it contained a deep sense of danger; I silently made a mental note of it.

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't be bothered to argue with that childish drunkard; Yan Ling only cared about the results.

She dislikes wasting effort; after all, arguing with a drunkard is pointless. She can always get her revenge later—she's incredibly magnanimous!

He merely lifted his eyelids slightly and replied indifferently, "Nonsense."

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Seeing this, Zhiyun hurriedly took out a concentrated dose of hangover medicine from his sleeve and handed it to Kui Xing, who was closest to Xianxian.

Kui Xing first gently shook the hangover cure under Xian Zai'er's nose, as if playing a silent lullaby.

Trying to use the magic of smell to wake up this little drunkard, Wei Wuxian, and get him to take his medicine quickly.

Don't end up like those two guys over there, waving their arms and legs wildly and acting crazy while drunk!

Feng Che and Jin Yan: Dancing with their arms and legs? Have you ever seen anyone waving their arms and legs like that?

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Xiaxia: Developed exceptional sleep quality through the baptism of gunfire.

His subconscious told him the situation was safe, so in a slightly tipsy state, Black Glasses became both deaf and blind...

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As a result, Little Star waved her hand for a long time without waking up, but she did manage to whet Xianzai's appetite.

He reached out to grab the medicine bottle, but Kui Xing nimbly dodged it.

He was still mumbling incoherently, "Good wine~ another glass~" which clearly showed that he was not fully sober yet.

Looking at his mischievous son, Kui Xing felt both amused and exasperated, like seeing a naughty kitten.

It's infuriating and frustrating; she just blinks her eyes, unwilling to say a harsh word, and yet she's being manipulated.

He praised Zhiyun sincerely, even against his conscience, saying, "I didn't expect A-Xian to be such a good drinker. He didn't act crazy even when drunk; he was quite well-behaved."

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His gentle, refined voice, if one ignores the flicker in his eyes and the gradually tightening knuckles, appears even more sincere.

Zhiyun looked at Kuixing with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong with being good?"

Didn't you see that Ah Xian was about to eat the hangover medicine in your hand like it was peanuts?

If you're wondering why, when it comes to doing the same thing, he's so proactive about sobering up, it's because he smelled licorice and honey!

So, when Zhiyun seized the opportunity, she pinched her lips together, lifted her lower shell, and forcibly pried open her mouth.

Kui Xing quickly used tea to smooth things over, then poured the concentrated essence down his throat, successfully feeding the hangover cure into Xianxian's mouth.

They made a bowl of hangover medicine look like they were forcing medicine down Wu Dalang's throat.

Wei Wuxian: "Thank you all for your kindness, I almost choked to death!"

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After a long while, Xianzai groggily opened his eyes.

Since he had just woken up, his voice still had a bit of a babyish tone, making him sound adorably dazed.

"Oh, you've already started eating!"

Xianzai sat up from her lying position, looked around, and her brain was slowly rebooting...

After a while, seeing that Kui Xing, Zhi Yun, and Yan Ling were all staring at him with mocking expressions, he chuckled sheepishly.

When people feel embarrassed, they often unconsciously try to make themselves appear busy.

Pipi looked left and right, wondering if anyone was more embarrassed than him.

Everything is afraid of being embarrassed by comparison; as a family, someone always needs to keep you company, right?

800 feints per second give the neck a stretching exercise.

Very well, he pretended to be subtle, but a look of shock flashed across Wei Wuxian's eyes—it was actually very obvious!

It's probably no surprise that these people, who usually seem so serious, can be so abstract when they're drunk.

∑(O_O；)！ ！ ！

The first contender was Qianheng, standing alone at the table, his hands moving with lightning speed when picking up food.

It was almost like he was leaving a blur; no wonder he's a demolition expert, that speed isn't from just any training! ↗

He ate his food at a steady and elegant pace, without getting a single speck of oil on his clothes.

Pipi had lived two lifetimes and had never seen anything like it. Curious, she sprang to her feet to watch this live-streamed food show.

However, when the perspective shifted, Qianheng's expression became solemn and dignified, tinged with a mixture of sorrow and enjoyment. His eyes were slightly red, and tears welled up in them.

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Those innocent eyes were fixed intently on the rotating dishes in front of them.

His eyes widened to bulge, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned down, and the expression on his face was so complex that it looked like a pie chart had been sliced ​​into thousands of layers!

Wei Wuxian was completely baffled, wondering to himself, "Could it be that the spiciness made me cry? Some of the dishes are indeed very spicy..."

"I know it's spicy, but I shouldn't look so sad."

He wished he could run to Qianheng immediately, peek his head through the gap between the rice spoon and his arm, and ask teasingly, "Crying? You really cried from the spiciness?"

Pipi Xian is a giant of action; the moment an idea forms, his body acts before his mind does.

o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓ I slapped the table and laughed wildly!

"What's wrong? I remember this dish was supposed to be spicy, but there was no tear gas in it, was there?"

Perhaps it was because of those few drinks that Qianheng, who had been so energetic just moments before, became...

The person who had been so eager to flirt with Yan Ling now deflated like a punctured balloon, looking utterly dejected.

As he ate, Qianheng couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness, recalling the awful, tasteless meals he had endured abroad.

Due to the war, food production capacity declined sharply, so they implemented a seemingly legitimate "food rationing system."

They stole the rice that the people had worked so hard to grow and supplied it directly to the army and their overseas citizens!

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Even those traitors and spies who betrayed their country could only eat slightly more refined coarse grains.

For those living at the very bottom of society, even survival becomes a problem.

Amidst the chaos of war and rampant famine, people could only forage for wild vegetables and gnaw on tree bark, barely able to fill their stomachs, and yet they still had to fight!

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Qianheng hadn't tasted that fragrant rice for a very, very long time, and he ate it while...

A persistent thought kept swirling in his mind: "These bastards are stealing our food!"

Such delicious food, you can't even eat it yourself, but you feed it to the dog! ↗”

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On the other side of the ocean, Qianheng, who was in a bad mood because of a meal, thought back to the ridiculous policies of the people of Kou Island.

Bombing the fascist building gradually became a habit…

Qianheng: Anyway, they're all bad people, and I'm no good either, so I'll just consider it a service to the people!

I ate rice today, thanks to Xiao Wu. The situation is special, so I can't just deliver it as a favor; otherwise, I'd be exposed and couldn't clear my name no matter what.

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At this moment, when Qianheng's mind was in a daze and his thoughts were wandering, someone came to talk to him, giving his thoughts a point of focus.

The emotions amplified by alcohol instantly became uncontrollable upon hearing A-Xian's voice.

I immediately lost control of myself, and tears streamed down my face like a broken string of pearls.

Tears mixed with rice, the more you eat, the saltier it gets! ↘

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This startled those nearby who had recovered from their shock, and even Kui Xing was taken aback. Xiao Heng, usually so carefree and jovial...

She's a bit unreliable, always acting like a drama queen, and sometimes I don't know what's going on in her bizarre thought process.

This was the first time we had ever seen him so genuinely heartbroken, and for a moment no one could tell whether he was faking it or not.

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You know what, with his everyday acting experience, Qianheng's tearful eyes were incredibly pitiful and endearing.

Qianheng: Do you believe me when I say it's muscle memory and I didn't do it on purpose?

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Unfortunately, a flirtatious glance is like casting pearls before swine; no one gets it. Worry and concern played a part.

But many more people don't understand Qianheng's perplexing behavior...

It was clear that Qianheng wanted to burst into tears, but he couldn't bear to part with the delicious food in his mouth, so he kept stuffing rice into his mouth.

You could still hear a sob or two, but they were immediately silenced by the oversized rice spoon; the chopsticks were stirring the food more diligently than anyone else's.

Even when you're sad or upset, don't forget to eat! ↘

With a half-meter-long handle and a concave shape as large as a face, it resembles a spoon-shaped rice bowl.

Qianheng immediately fell in love with this check-in reward; it was practically a magic tool tailor-made for him!

To be precise, this rice scoop, besides resembling a rice scoop, looks more like a small, long-handled pot.

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This scene stunned Pipi Xian, who was watching the spectacle. Should he comfort the person who was heartbroken and crying?

If I don't offer comfort, it doesn't seem quite right, but if I do offer comfort, my conscience feels a little aches. Why is that?

(?w?)hiahiahia~