And Tingyun truly had deep feelings for the Luofu.
Tingyun raised her cup toward Yukong and drained it in one gulp.
(...I feel like I made the atmosphere a little awkward by drinking that.)
Tingyun noticed the current mood.
(On top of being empty, lonely, and cold... should I act a little weak and helpless, like I desperately need someone's help?)
Tingyun quietly rubbed her temple.
Right now, she was a little like the queen of the drinking table.
"Lord Liu Bai... have you ever been to the Luofu?"
"Mm... I guess you could say I have."
Liu Bai did not know how to explain it.
"Then that means you haven't been, does it not~?"
Rubbing her temple, Tingyun gently leaned against Liu Bai's shoulder, the fur on her fox ears seeming to brush carelessly across the tip of his nose.
Even after drinking so much, Tingyun's delicate fragrance had not been tainted by the smell of alcohol.
Here it came again.
Yukong's brow twitched as she watched the scene. That feeling of being an outsider had returned.
How much had Tingyun even drunk? She had been sipping it slowly, too. This weak-drinker act... who was it for?
This was... the drinker's interest lay not in the wine.
"When there's a chance, how about this little woman show you around the Luofu properly? Do you know which shop in Golden Plaza has the best food..."
"It seems Tingyun has had a little too much to drink. I'm not much of a drinker either, so let's call it a day."
Yukong did not want to be a third wheel—she had originally been willing to be one, but once she realized it was even more awkward than she had imagined...
...Though this older single woman had an adopted daughter, she was still