The Best Time to Brag Is When You're Full and Satisfied

Let's turn the clock back a little and shift our gaze away from that white Jaguar leaving Jing City University.

The previous night had also been anything but ordinary for the others.

Watching Xia Yao leave with Ming Ling, Gou Yu leaned against the kitchen doorway bar and waited until the engine noise gradually faded before turning his gaze back in front of him.

Two figures with bulging bellies lay side by side on their backs on the carpet, too stuffed to even move.

F-233, with her big triangular ears, bounced curiously around them, occasionally poking Fang Ran's cheek with her fluffy tail.

"Captain, did something happen between you and Xia Jie on the way back?"

"BUUUURP~~~~!!!"

A loud, rough, long-winded belch, complete with rises and falls in tone, answered him with firm conviction.

Gou Yu: "..."

Fine. I knew asking the captain something like that would be pointless.

Seeing Fang Ran sprawled there as though he had just emerged from an all-you-can-eat buffet, too stuffed to move and constantly belching, Gou Yu immediately realized just how stupid his question had been.

"BUUURP~~~~!"

Then Meng Lang did the same.

Had the two of them not eaten seafood barbecue in eight hundred years?

Gou Yu covered his eyes in helpless despair. After Meng Lang let out another belch, his voice trembled weakly as he spoke.

"Little bro, burp... give me two more digestive tablets."

"Here you go, big bro."

Fang Ran's equally weak, overstuffed voice came from the left. A few tablets flew over and landed beside him, but Meng Lang was too stuffed to even bother moving.

After feeling around for ages and finally finding a triangular tablet, he flicked his wrist and accurately tossed it into his mouth.

Then, the moment he noticed the taste was off and remembered