Yes, Lady Funina!

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been here.” Lindney nodded, her tone revealing nothing, but her eyes held a hint of sarcasm.

However, Lynette quickly adjusted her mindset, and she was confident that Richard would come often after today.

"Please have a seat, I'll get you a cup of tea," Lynette said to Richard.

“Okay.” Richard didn’t stand on ceremony and sat down on the sofa without hesitation.

While Lynette was making tea, Richard felt a pair of soft hands brush against his cheek. Arecino was really bold, daring to flirt with him here.

Seemingly knowing that Richard couldn't do anything to Lynette at her house, Arecino, hiding in the shadows, became exceptionally audacious, as if she wanted to return all the 'humiliation' she had suffered at her hands.

But Richard was clearly no pushover either. He simply raised a finger, and you could clearly feel the hand on his face pause, then disappear without a trace.

It's very simple; if Arecino doesn't leave soon, she'll be caught red-handed.

Her stealth techniques are indeed excellent, but she actually achieves optical invisibility by using elemental forces.

Richard only needs to disrupt the surrounding elemental forces, and Arecino will manifest on her own.

Arecino, who had previously dared to wander around the living room and even observe Lynette up close, now had to retreat to the dark, shadowy places to hide herself.

Lynette brought in the tea, completely unaware that a third person had entered her home.

"Hmm? This taste..." Richard took a sip, his expression somewhat surprised.

This black tea has a very mellow and fragrant flavor. Upon closer tasting, it has a slightly familiar taste, reminiscent of the sea.

“I added ozone,” Lynette said crisply.

Since the trial, the people of Fontainebleau are no longer afraid of the Fetal Water, and the Fetal Water has lost most of its effect on them.

Even if you drink the seawater from the fetus, apart from temporarily increasing your perception of water elements, there will be no other reaction.

However, Lynette knew that the Fontaines were immune to the primordial fetal seawater, but Richard was not. Although the improvement in strength was negligible, it still made him excited and energetic.

"It tastes good." Richard quite liked the drink that Lynette had specially prepared for him.

It's fair to say that, in Fontainebleau, besides him, probably only Navislete could appreciate this drink.

When Lynette saw that Richard didn't have much of a reaction other than praising her, a hint of disappointment inevitably showed in her eyes.

She had been wondering if Richard would suddenly become unrestrained and skip all the steps to do *that* to her after she drank the beverage.

In the end, it's just a thought.

If that were the case, it wouldn't be impossible, but Lynette would ultimately feel that something was missing.

They're a typical case of being afraid you won't come, yet also afraid you'll cause trouble.

Richard had no idea that Lynette's small body contained such a wild mind, almost on par with her "father".

"So what work-related matters does Lynette want to discuss today?" Richard got straight to the point.

Lynette also put down her teacup at the opportune moment, sat up straight, and looked at Richard, saying:

"It's about my future."

Richard paused, put down his teacup, frowned, and asked:

"what happened?"

Does this mean Lynette no longer wants to work at the Moman Palace? Or has she had a falling out with Fucarus?

He's never heard Fukalos mention it either.

"Is it because you're unhappy at work?" Richard asked.

Lynette shook her head:

"There was no unpleasantness; I cooperated very well with Lord Fucaros."

"What problem did you encounter?"

"The work is somewhat tedious, but it can't be called a difficult problem."

"Then why are you suddenly saying all this?" Richard suddenly remembered what Arecino had told him before, plus the fact that she insisted on coming along today.

It's likely that Lynette's question is related to that guy, Arecino.

So Richard asked directly:

"Did Arecino say something to you?"

Lynette hadn't expected Richard to hit the nail on the head so quickly, and after a moment's hesitation, she nodded.

“Actually, part of it is also my own fault.” Lynette did not attribute all the problems to Arecino.

After all, she knew very well that her "father" didn't actually want to stop her, but rather felt that her methods were too hesitant and couldn't stand by and watch.

Richard glanced into the shadows and then asked:

"Then what do you think?"

“I already gave you the answer before,” Lynette said, pursing her lips.

Richard slowly typed a question mark: Is today's game a riddle game?

Can the riddle teller use a 3-1-3 method?

"Anyway! Let's have some tea first!"

Before Richard could continue asking questions, Lynette abruptly cut him off, picked up her cup, and drank the 'black tea' inside in one gulp.

"Hiccup~"

After finishing her tea, Lynette unconsciously burped, and then Richard smelled a faint aroma of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of tea. Wait, what kind of tea is this?

Chapter 236 Is there nothing else you want to do besides make it look good?

Lynette noticed Richard's gaze and said calmly:

"Would you like to try our special blend of black tea?"

Looking at Lynette's calm face, Richard subconsciously nodded and said:

"it is good."

Without hesitation, Lynette picked up the teapot and poured tea into Richard's cup, but not filling it completely. She stopped when it was about half full, then stood up and walked a few steps to the kitchen to get a bottle of imported distilled spirits from the winter.

Richard had stayed in Winter, so he naturally recognized the name of the wine—the Water of Life.

It's called alcohol, but its alcohol content is actually higher than that of medical alcohol, and it's flammable.

Then they saw Lynette fill the empty half of the cup with the water of life.

After pouring the tea, Lynette pushed the teacup back towards Richard. 'Please enjoy.'

Richard glanced at the 'Water of Life' Lynette was holding in her right hand, then looked down at the special blend of black tea placed in front of him.

Goodness, this special blend of black tea really is a special blend of black tea.

However, with such a 50/50 mix, the alcohol content shouldn't be too high. Richard felt his alcohol tolerance was fairly good, so he picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

"How does it taste?" Lynette asked.

Richard did not reply directly, but instead put down his teacup and then channeled his fire elemental power to condense a small flame at his fingertips.

With a 'bang', a pale blue flame appeared on the surface of the cup, and the surrounding air heated up slightly.

"What kind of black tea did you use?" Richard complained.

If it's just black tea, even if you add half the water of life, it still can't be ignited.

Generally speaking, the alcohol concentration required for combustion must be at least 60%. Since the concentration of "water of life" is known to be around 96%, this means that the alcohol concentration of the black tea added to the cup must be at least 24%.

Judging from the spiciness after tasting it, it should be much more than that.

This was clearly not the special black tea that Lynette had just drunk herself, but a special black tea that Lynette had prepared especially for him.

"Special black tea, only one cup available." Lynette paused, then added:

“I learned it from Mondstadt, and I think you’ll like it.”

At that moment, a small catgirl working at the Cattail Tavern in Mondstadt sneezed loudly.

“The Wind God would probably like this drink even more than I do,” Richard said, his glass still burning brightly, showing no sign of stopping.

"Is that so?" Lynette secretly observed Richard and found that he did not have any adverse reaction.

Thinking about it, Richard only took a sip. Besides, given his constitution, even if he drank the whole cup of tea and wine, he probably wouldn't get drunk.

Therefore, it is virtually impossible to get Richard drunk, unless he himself wants to be drunk.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "If the other person is good-looking, I'll be drunk on a cup of Want Want milk."

When her plan failed, Lynette remained unperturbed, because Richard might not get drunk, but she could.

Since that glass of red wine she shared with Richard last time, Lynette's alcohol tolerance has improved significantly over the past few months.

But after drinking one of these special cocktails, Lynette was already slightly tipsy, though she was only slightly tipsy and didn't immediately pass out.

It's clear that Lynette has not only improved her alcohol tolerance, but also her ability to assess her own alcohol capacity, managing to get herself slightly tipsy without affecting her senses.

In some respects, they have indeed put in a lot of effort.

At this moment, the girl's cheeks were flushed with just the right amount of blush, like peach blossoms in spring, delicate yet charming.

This sight reminded Richard of a secretary asking for favors at a dinner party, and right now he was playing the role of the one being asked.

With that thought, Richard suddenly felt the atmosphere in the room become more romantic, and he couldn't help but look behind Lynette.

When he looked at her, Lynette assumed he was looking at her. Instead of teasing or joking as before, the girl lowered her head slightly, twirling her fingers around the ends of her silver-gray hair, her cute cat ears forming an airplane shape.

This indicates that Lynette is currently in a rather tense state.

Why am I nervous?

Could it be that Lynette has discovered Arecino?

Richard immediately ruled out this possibility; if they found Arecino, Lynette would never be able to sit still.

Let alone airplane ears, they'd probably have to be glued to the head and blend in with the hair.

"Is it pretty?" Lynette suddenly asked.

“Ah…oh, beautiful.” Richard snapped out of his reverie, no longer paying attention to Arecino behind the shadows, and turned his gaze back to Lynette.

Seeing Richard's expression, Lynette became even more certain that he had been staring at her intently, and her face flushed even more.

But you know what, a cat in a slightly tipsy state has an indescribable charm.

With her delicate, youthful face paired with mature and sophisticated office attire, Lynette exudes a surprisingly harmonious blend of youthful innocence and mature charm.

Although her budding figure wasn't as spectacular as Clarinde's or Arecino's, it was still enough to make Fukaros and Furina envious.

The most stunning feature is her pair of long, straight, and flawless legs, which are impeccable in both proportion and shape. Encased in black stockings, they resemble exquisite works of art, making one want to reach out and touch them.

If you encounter a more perverted one, you might have to use your tongue to savor it carefully.

Richard isn't that abnormal yet, after all, Arecino is watching from the sidelines.

Lynette's fair, delicate hands clutched her black miniskirt, while her other hand rested on her chest, clad in a white shirt. She looked at Richard with the timidity of a fawn.

With a face like that, I doubt any man could stand it.

Even Arecino, who was observing from the shadows, couldn't help but feel uneasy when she saw Lynette's appearance.

So this is what the kid is like in private; he's quite good at pinching things...

How can you tell if a girl likes you or is interested in you?

It's very simple; just observe whether the other person is reserved or not when you're alone together.

In situations like the one before him, Richard could clearly feel the intense and pure emotion emanating from the girl.

“It looks great,” Richard said without hesitation.

In reality, this kind of answer has happened countless times in the past few years.

However, Lynette would always change the subject or joke with Richard about workplace harassment.

But today was an exception. When Richard answered that it looked good, Lynette unconsciously avoided Richard's gaze, but then, feeling that it was not quite right to do so, she met Richard's eyes again.

"Besides being good-looking... isn't there anything else you want to do?"