The Drunk Who Hadn't Been Drinking (Month

"Ya Fei!"

"Shh... Your sister is drunk. Don't disturb her sleep!" Ya Fei gazed at Xiao Fan with hazy eyes and a dazed expression.

Xiao Fan was also somewhat surprised. How had Ya Fei found his residence?

"Ya Fei... You haven't even had a drink. How could you be drunk?" Xiao Fan looked helplessly at Ya Fei, who was occupying his bed and pretending to sleep. There was not even a trace of alcohol on her. How could she possibly be drunk?

"I don't care. Your sister is sleeping here tonight."

"The Xiao Family must have arranged lodging for you..."

"No!"

Xiao Fan was speechless. Reasoning with a woman was impossible.

Since Ya Fei refused to admit it, Xiao Fan simply let her occupy the bed.

"Fine, then sleep."

"Hehe, stinky little brother really does care about me."

"Come, let your sister hug you."

Looking at that intimidating figure, Xiao Fan hesitated, but he still followed his heart and walked to the bedside.

He was suddenly hugged from behind. There was no bony sensation, only the soft, dense feel of flesh cushioning him.

For some reason, the two fell asleep in each other's arms, Xiao Fan held tightly by Ya Fei.

"Hehe, stinky little brother, you need to grow up quickly." Ya Fei teased.

"Your sister can't wait much longer..."

"Xiao Fan... Xiao Fan, your sister will wait for you, wait for you to turn back."

Steady breathing drifted over, mingled with faint snores.

Xiao Fan slowly turned around, inhaling the faint fragrance wafting from Ya Fei. He looked at her breathtakingly beautiful face, not yet polished by the years—her palm-sized face, her light yet clearly defined, beautifully shaped brows complementing her clear, lovely eyes. Her long eyelashes were damp with a faint mist, while her delicate nose was slightly red, perhaps because she had just been lying against Xiao Fan...

Her fair, tender skin had not a single flaw. It was as white as an immaculate canvas, with fine, even texture and not the slightest trace of wrinkles or slackness.

Xiao Fan wrapped his arms around Ya Fei and slowly leaned in, leaving a light kiss on her forehead.

"Ya Fei, I won't leave you behind."

The corners of Ya Fei's lips lifted slightly in her sleep, as though she were having a beautiful dream.

The morning sunlight fell across the tightly entwined pair. Tangled hair, the blanket that had somehow slipped to the floor, one large figure and one small...

The two stared wide-eyed at each other. The anticipated scream did not come; Ya Fei instead warmly gave Xiao Fan a good-morning kiss.

"Mmm, fragrant."

Ya Fei straightened her clothes, her eyes carrying a trace of resentment as she looked at Xiao Fan, as if questioning, "Why are the clothes over my chest so messy?"

Xiao Fan's gaze shifted away. He swore he had truly done it unconsciously.

If he did not grab onto something while sleeping, he could not rest peacefully.

"Cough, cough. Ya Fei, good morning." Xiao Fan's forced composure fell into Ya Fei's eyes.

Ya Fei lowered her head slightly, then revealed a teasing smile capable of toppling cities.

Curious, Xiao Fan followed Ya Fei's gaze downward and immediately rolled up the blanket on the floor to cover himself.

"Tch, what is there to hide about such a little thing?"

Ya Fei was right. Xiao Fan could not even lift his head right now.

"Ahhhhh! This is intolerable!"

Amid their playful bickering, Xiao Fan and Ya Fei left the room together.

"Xiao Fan!"

Today, Xiao Yu wore a blue dress whose hem reached the middle of her thighs, forming an absolute domain with her evenly toned, jade-like slender legs. Four satin ribbons extended from the moon-white belt around her waist, each ending in a small golden bell.

The sword at her waist highlighted her dignified temperament.

Xiao Yu had finally obtained this sword from her grandfather today. After carefully dressing up, she had lingered outside Xiao Fan's door for a long while before finally seeing him.

Great Elder: "Mm, she took it."

"Xiao Fan! Ya Fei? You... you two..."

Xiao Yu looked at the two in disbelief, all sorts of conjectures swirling through the young girl's heart.

"Could they have slept together last night?"

"No, no, that can't be it. There must be some misunderstanding."

Clang—a crash sounded in Xiao Yu's mind. She lost the ability to think, and her whole body became dazed and muddled.

Seeing this, Ya Fei shot Xiao Fan a resentful look. She was far too familiar with this situation.

Xiao Fan: Why are you looking at me...

"You're Xiao Yu, right?" Ya Fei spoke first.

"Hm? Mm." Xiao Yu nodded woodenly.

"There's nothing between Xiao Fan and me. He's the godbrother I acknowledged. I came to discuss something with him this morning, so don't overthink it, Xiao Yu."

Xiao Yu's little face suddenly turned red. "No, no, I wasn't overthinking..."

"Xiao Yu, you look very cute today. Your sister won't disturb you two any longer."

Ya Fei strode away on her long legs, shooting Xiao Fan a fierce look before she left.

"Godsister... This term still feels kind of strange." Xiao Fan was still somewhat distracted.

Xiao Yu watched Ya Fei leave, then compared their figures. With a faint sense of loss in her voice, she asked Xiao Fan, "Does Xiao Fan like a figure like Ya Fei's?"

"I like... Hm? Xiao Yu, what did you just ask?"

"Nothing!"

Xiao Yu suddenly drew the sword at her waist and pointed it at Xiao Fan. "Train with me!"

"Uh... okay."

Time slowly passed, and soon it was the day Jia Nan Academy came to recruit students.

Wutan City was now dominated solely by the Xiao Family. The entire plaza was guarded by Xiao Family guards and also served as Jia Nan Academy's recruitment site.

The plaza was packed with people. If not for the City Lord's Mansion and the Xiao Family maintaining order, the entire plaza would likely have long since descended into chaos.

A massive griffin swept through the sky, stirring a fierce gale across the plaza. Those lacking resolve were blown over by the wind.

With his strength as a three-star Dou Zhe, Xiao Fan handled the gale with ease.

Still, a question lingered in his mind. Was Jia Nan Academy's recruitment always this grand?

People steadily emerged from the griffin's back, and Xiao Fan knew they were Jia Nan Academy's recruitment instructors.

Xiao Fan felt somewhat excited as well. After all, once he joined Jia Nan Academy, he would be a little closer to the little foodie.

But Xiao Fan's pupils soon widened, as though he had seen something incredible.

On top of the griffin, Little Dragon Maiden lay lazily sprawled out, her small legs wrapped in white stockings swinging back and forth. Her purple twin-tails bobbed as she gnawed bite after bite at an unknown herb.

Compared to the other unruly griffins, the griffin beneath this purple-haired Little Dragon Maiden kept its body notably low. It drooped its head in extreme fear, its eyes warily watching the purple-haired Little Dragon Maiden on its back.

Little Dragon Maiden stroked the griffin's head. "Little Gold, be good and wait for me to come back. Don't move around, okay?"

Little Dragon Maiden puffed out her cheeks playfully. Her exquisite little face made people unable to resist wanting to dote on her, though the smile at the corner of her lips could not be hidden.