NEET Receives a Dating Sim Game Leveling System Chapter 242: I want you to drink with me!

It's been a while.

"... why not talk about it?"

Mejia was embarrassed to see the two of them staring at her stupidly, and her face became redder.

"Do you want us to talk?" Haruji responded.

"Of course, this ... this is obvious!" Mei Jia blushed. "I ... just pretending to be stupid, just kidding."

Exceeded too much, Uehara!

Both Haruji and Chiaki looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"You succeeded in frightening us, Meijia." Qian Qiu sighed, "The level of your performance is too high, and I am amazed by Qing Si."

"What do you say ... aren't you usually like this?" The twin ponytail girls were dumbfounded, "I just imitate you."

"Imitate ... Okay, it's so good." Haruhi reluctantly.

It seems that Meijia just wants to make a joke in turn, but the acting is too good to be overreacted.

Another quiet moment.

"No noise, what do you want to tell me?"

Qian Qiu forced to reveal only one page, and turned the topic back.

"It's like this ..."

...

Haruji roughly told Chiaki about "there".

Qian Qiu was surprised by what he heard, but accepted it relatively quickly.

"The hidden dark side of the world, the yin and yang masters and the gods ... I didn't expect that reality would be as bizarre as the movie."

"But this is also something that will happen. The reality is the same as a movie or a TV series, and even more exotic ..."

At this moment, the three are in the park, drinking beverages bought from a roadside vending machine.

After feeling beautiful, the men's beauty was silent for a while, then looked at the two friends.

"Thank you for telling me this."

She smiled.

"I'm glad you confess to me, not hide."

"I don't know what else to say ... we are good friends, we will always be, just like before, right?"

Haruji and Meijia looked at her and smiled.

"Of course." They both spoke in unison.

The three looked at each other and laughed.

Afterwards, Haruji returns Mei Jia to the apartment first, and then sends Qian Qiu home.

The two were speechless for a while.

"Haruji ... I'm actually a bit depressed now."

After being silent for a while, the men's beauty sighed, expressing her true mood.

"You told me the secret, I'm really happy, but at the same time ... there is a feeling that you say, 'You are just an ordinary person, different from us'."

"I know this is how I think about it, but I can't control my emotions ... really."

Haruji looked at her with mild eyes.

"If you can't control it, don't control it, just express it, I will listen to your complaints."

"Just listen to me complain?"

"What else do you want?"

Qian Qiu looked at him, his eyes flashed.

"I want to drink! I want you to drink with me !!!"

Haruji: "........."

"No refusal allowed! No speech allowed, that's it!"

Qian Qiu relied before Qing Si spoke.

It's like a grumpy kid.

Haruji sighed.

"How do you want to drink?"

"Go to the bar to drink!"

Qing Si raised his hand silently, clenched into a fist, exuding the momentum that "if too much, he would be punished with iron fist."

Recalling the horror dominated by iron fist, Chiaki persuades.

"Then ... come to my house to drink."

Qing Si considered silently.

"Come on, drink a little in my house, nothing." Qian Qiu grabbed his arm and shook it.

"I ... I'm really frustrated. I want you to stay with me"

Facing such a straightforward coquettishness, Haruji sighed again.

"I can only drink a little."

"You promised!?"

"If I don't agree, you can drink it yourself." Haruhi looked at her face.

"Hey" Chiaki laughed.

It looks cute, but Haruji has the urge to punch it down!

No, she said she was frustrated, this should be true ... just let her drink this time.

Haruji, who made the decision, accompanies Chiaki to her apartment.

Qian Qiu took him into the apartment, took the elevator upstairs, and walked in front of his house.

"Please come in."

"Excuse me."

Qingji walked into Qianqiu's house for the first time.

The living room is luxurious, as it would appear in an idol TV series. It is spacious and bright, with fine decoration and gorgeous.

The most eye-catching are the many paintings hanging on the wall. There are landscape paintings and figure paintings, and there are realistic and abstract styles. They look quite compelling.

Qingji remembered, Mei Jia said Chiaki's father was a famous painter.

The paintings on the wall should be her father's work?

"Sit anywhere, I'll get the wine!" Chiaki said, and went to other rooms.

Haruji didn't sit down and looked at the painting on the wall.

He doesn't understand appreciation. He doesn't see the value of these paintings, but just sees them by feeling.

I just looked at a few of them and thought they were pretty good, then I saw a figure painting.

The picture is of a woman in a long dress, with her hands curled amidst the flying cherry blossoms, and she looks back.

The whole picture is beautiful, but the heroine only shows the side face, and the part of the eyes is still blocked by the petals.

It's ridiculous, but overall it feels ... Haruji doesn't know how to describe it.

The inexplicable look made him a little tangled, staring at the painting for a while without realizing it.

"Wine is coming!"

Qian Qiu's voice sounded, only to let him feel refreshed.

Looking back, when I saw the other side of the plate, there was a seemingly expensive bottle of red wine, two goblets and a glass bowl filled with ice cubes.

The label on the bottle ... it should be French. Haruji didn't understand.

Anyway, looking at this wine, I think it will not be cheap. Is it really possible to drink this?

"What kind of wine is this, Chiaki?"

"I don't know, I just took it from my dad's collection."

"Should you take a very expensive bar?"

"No, I just took a bottle at random, I drank a lot of similar ones ... hehe, there are still a lot of the same wine, not a rarity."

"... I wouldn't care if you were scolded by your father."

"Rest assured, no, he wants to say that I have to be at home first, rather than not returning several times a year." Chiaki laughed.

Her expression was natural, but Haruhi heard a deep loneliness from her words.

Alone at home ... how did Chiaki spend it? He suddenly wondered.

At this time, the men's beauty put ice cubes in the two goblets, and then took out the stopper, skillfully opened the stopper, and poured the wine.

The strong aroma of the wine suddenly permeates.

On the basis of this mellow fragrance, it can be concluded that this wine is not ordinary.

Qing Si is not a sommelier, but his experience is there, and he has doubts again: is this bottle of wine really just a casual thing?

Is the quality of wine in this world relatively high, or is Qianqi's family too rich?

"Come, toast!"

After pouring the wine, Chiaki picks up a glass and signals Haruji to pick up another glass.

"... Cheers."

Qingji raised the cup, touched the other side slightly, and sent it to his mouth.

After smelling the moving scent, he tilted the cup and drank the aromatic liquid slowly.

Fine wine enters throat, lips and teeth stay fragrant.

It's really good wine.

Haruchi sighed after putting down the cup.

Then he saw the silver-haired **** the opposite side with a sweet smile.