Paradise Project from Gensokyo

Seeing that Lin Yan was drinking so slowly, Yongyi immediately went over to help him speed up.

Lin Yan rolled his eyes in annoyance, but feeling the warmth and closeness under the water, he chose to cooperate honestly.

In a short while, Yongyi had drunk dozens of bottles of liquor, and his dazed and satisfied laughter kept echoing in the thick fog.

"Oh wow, all in one breath, that's right!"

"Come on, don't stop, try two bottles together!"

Yongyi hugged Lin Yan tightly with his arms around his shoulders and immediately put the half-filled bottle of wine next to him.

As the two of them were making noise, their yukatas became increasingly loose...

92. Watermelon's strategies are numerous, and his advantages are fully demonstrated. Yongyi gives a victory speech.

"Hiccup~"

"Old, to be honest... I've never drunk... so well in my life."

Indistinct mumblings echoed in the bathroom, and the strong smell of alcohol mixed into the mist.

Countless empty wine bottles were randomly stacked everywhere, and the aroma of wine seemed to blend with the hot springs, further stimulating the intoxication.

Yongyi hugged Lin Yan's neck and almost leaned his whole body on his chest.

Her pretty face was filled with an intoxicated blush, her eyes were dazed and distracted, and everything in front of her was covered with countless double images.

"Boss, stop shaking."

"I'm not shaking, you're probably drunk."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could I be drunk? Another bottle!"

Yongyi yelled unhappily, and as he swung his arms, his sinister heart unscrupulously ravaged the fragile, helpless and innocent boss.

"It seems there isn't much left. Wait a moment, I'll take a sip first."

Lin Yan grabbed a bottle, unscrewed it, and drank it himself first.

The strong and overbearing aroma of wine lingered at Yongyi's nose, making her drool.

The hand that was around Lin Yan's neck reached out and tried to snatch the bottle, but was dodged.

He accidentally spilled some of the wine, which startled Yongyi slightly.

"Boss, you are so wasteful."

"How dare you say that about me? Stop picking at me. This bottle is mine."

"Just a little bit, just a little bit."

Yongyi muttered, and seeing that Lin Yan still refused to give in, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the little bit of wine that spilled on his body.

Can't waste it...

As the tingling sensation from the licking suddenly came over him, Lin Yan's body trembled.

Even Marisa wouldn't dare to provoke you like that!

Facing Lin Yan's strange gaze, Yongyi was confused and didn't seem to feel anything was wrong. He even smacked his lips with satisfaction.

"Boss... some more."

Yongyi yelled incoherently, and pressed himself a little closer.

The increasingly terrifying feeling of oppression frightened Lin Yan so much that his hands began to tremble, and he couldn't help but spill the wine.

"Boss, you're wasting so much... you'll be punished by... well, by God."

Yongyi put his arm around Lin Yan's neck and shook it unhappily, then he couldn't help but move his head closer.

Just at this moment, a few more drops of wine fell on Yongyi's face. As they slid down her neck, the icy and cold stimulation made her shiver.

"Boss, you can't drink much... You're not good at drinking... You're starting to shake."

"You'd better give me the wine... The sin is too heavy, you can't hold it... I can!"

"That's all. I accidentally dropped the last bit on you. I can't waste it."

Lin Yan smiled, stuffed the empty bottle into Yongyi's hand, and then put his arm around her waist and moved closer.

The itchy and tingling sensation on his neck stimulated Yongyi so much that he twisted his body unnaturally, but he continued to clean the wine stains on Lin Yan's body.

But while cleaning, she patted Lin Yan in a daze——

"Boss, it doesn't seem to be dripping that much."

"We have to check it out. We can't waste it after all."

"Oh~ Is there any more? Open another bottle."

"It should be...ah, it's the last bottle. Let me take a sip first."

"I'll go first this time! You'll be gone as soon as you take a bite!"

"Go away, I'm the boss, I have the final say."

"If you do this, I'll snatch it away."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan flicked Yongyi's forehead in annoyance, unscrewed the last bottle of wine and started drinking it down with one gulp.

As soon as the restless claws stretched out, he slapped them aside. No matter how Yongyi tried to reach them, the other party always managed to hide aside first.

Yongyi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and under the influence of alcohol, he pushed Lin Yan down and rode on him.

Lin Yan only felt a vast expanse of white in front of his eyes, followed by a terrifying feeling of suffocation, as if he was going to be suffocated to death on the spot.

But in the face of such severe torture, Boss Lin still swung the bottle of wine unyieldingly, never letting his opponent succeed.

Seeing that he couldn't defeat Lin Yan after a long time, Yongyi pinched Lin Yan's face angrily.

Seeing that there was still a lot of wine in his mouth, his confused eyes lit up slightly and he immediately moved closer.

"No, no more... some more."

"No, they're all mine."

"Tsk, if you take a sip, I'll... I'll grab a sip!"

The two of them were arguing incoherently, and the fight for the wine became more and more fierce.

Two figures were wrestling and grabbing each other frantically in the pool, both trying to pin the other down on the spot, causing waves of splashing water.

But after fighting for a while, both of them would pause for a moment, and after taking a sip of wine, they would continue fighting each other.

The focus of the fight gradually shifted from the wine to a fight for dignity, and they must not let the other party enjoy it alone.

As the wine in the bottle gradually ran out, the fight between the two people in the pool could not be stopped at all.

As if they were mad with killing intent, the two men became more and more ruthless, using grappling and locking techniques frequently, and blood could not be stopped from flowing...

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Looking at the accidentally broken cup, Marisa shuddered in fear and looked back nervously towards the door.

After confirming that Lin Yan had not returned, she breathed a sigh of relief. After cleaning up the mess, she sneakily hid in bed.

After wrapping herself tightly in the quilt, even though she was mentally prepared, Marisa's pretty face still flushed red.

Damn it, I had already made up my mind to draw a clear line between us, but he still came over.

But this is a necessary sacrifice for a risky venture and it doesn't count!

Just this time, it's really the last time...

Marisa consoled herself inwardly, and her eyes gradually became resolute.

The situation was different from before. I was always passive, and my defense was greatly reduced due to the interference of sensitivity, so I was always easily defeated after being bullied by Lin Yan.

But this time, I came here with a purpose, so there is no reason for the other party to use the sensitivity enhancement again.

As long as he remains conscious, can this evil boss still be his opponent?

He will be beheaded on the horse!

Just as Marisa's confidence was growing, Patchouli in the other room became inexplicably anxious.

The boss... maybe he fell asleep because of the alcohol?

It should be safe at night?

As she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Even her heart was pounding wildly, making her a little upset.

I can’t sleep! I can’t sleep at all!

It always feels like something is missing...

Patchouli was a little crazy, covering her head and trying to force herself to sleep, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt as if Marisa and Lin Yan would start fighting in the next second...

93. Insomniac Marisa and Patch

Where is the boss!

Marisa, who had been waiting for most of the night, had a ferocious bloodshot look in her eyes.

I finally took the initiative, but in the end, the person disappeared?!

You only start the fire but are not responsible for putting it out, right?

Marisa was so angry that she grunted and gritted her teeth, scratching and kneading the pillow frantically as if it were Lin Yan.

But soon she seemed to realize something, and her eyes narrowed involuntarily.

That's not right. The boss has allocated all the rooms, including his own room. If I want to go back, I should go back here.

But now he hasn't come back yet so late, could he have gone to sleep in someone else's room?!

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Marisa immediately sat up from the bed, her eyes fixed on the direction of the door.

Who could be the stealing cat?

Patch? Reimu? Murasaki? Sakuya? Or...

Damn, why do I have so many suspects?

Marisa covered her head in frustration. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but walk towards the door, ready to eavesdrop on every room.

Patchouli on the other side also looked anxious and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Is the boss really fast asleep?

I should be feeling at ease, but why can't I sleep?

Where's Marisa? Marisa is being so obedient tonight too? This shouldn't be the case!

Patchy muttered and scratched her belly, feeling an indescribable sense of emptiness.

How about... go and take a look at the situation?

Once this thought arose in my mind, it could no longer be suppressed.

But when she left the bed, the sound of footsteps outside suddenly reached her ears, which scared her so much that she shuddered and subconsciously held her breath.

Is the boss outside?

Coming out at this moment... is he finally unable to resist and starts fighting with Marisa?

Patchouli subconsciously covered her lower abdomen. The original feeling of emptiness was suddenly filled with a hint of anticipation, and her breathing became slightly faster.

Damn it, my body is so useless!

Before she could go out to intercept Lin Yan's sneak attack, she was startled by the strange footsteps outside.

No, why do these footsteps sound so sneaky, as if they are eavesdropping at every door.

Patchouli's brows gradually furrowed, and she tiptoed to the door and listened carefully to the movements outside.

The person lurking outside was strolling back and forth, and seemed to have stayed at the door of his room for quite a long time, as if he was confirming something.

After a while, the footsteps faded away and gradually moved towards the second floor.

Who could be outside?