The morning light is bright.

The radiant light shone diagonally through the glass windows and shone on the brown to black walnut wood wine table.

In the wine glass, the slightly reddish crystal wine liquid was gently swaying, and a shimmer of light reflected on the surface undulated accordingly.

Raise your glass and take a small sip.

In an instant, the rich and mellow fruity aroma unique to wine fills your entire mouth.

Sliding over the lips and teeth, flowing over the base of the tongue, the silky wine quietly enters the stomach.

Sweet and slightly sour.

The lingering fragrance lingers.

"Isn't this the kind of bar sold in pubs on weekdays?"

Nuolan squinted her eyes slightly, smacked her mouth, and tasted the taste.

"I guess you are discerning." She raised her eyebrows lightly, and Della shook the wine glass in her hand with a leisurely look. "This is my treasure, and I'm giving you an advantage today."

"Do you know what's good about it?" she asked.

Nolan shook her head.

His keen senses allow him to identify the differences in wine, but it cannot increase his knowledge about wine out of thin air.

The corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and a little beauty mark on her two full red lips exudes a different kind of charm.

There was no explanation, Della just chuckled and looked at Nolan in front of her without blinking.

This is a very strange feeling.

She couldn't describe it.

sweet.

It's like strands of honey seeping out of your heart, flowing along your blood, and flowing all over your body.

Della has never been in love.

At the young age when the girl was supposed to be pregnant, an accident caused her to lose her parents.

Facing the crazy and disorderly sea, the thin and thin girl could only face it alone.

There is no collapse or fall as imagined.

She is very strong.

It was as if she had become a different person. From the day she lost the protection of her elders, Dara devoted herself wholeheartedly to running the tavern.

From the cautious and clumsy appearance at the beginning, to the skillful and smooth behavior later on.

In nearly ten years, the "Red Rose", which was on the verge of collapse after suffering a blow, has now become the most popular tavern in Red Whale Town.

Only Dela herself knows how much effort she put in during this period.

Busy days always fly by.

She originally thought that her whole life would be like this.

No one can break into the heart that is deeply buried under the cover of "strongness".

Until that day.

Those calm and tranquil dark eyes, and that silver-white sword light that was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Like the dawn, it tore through the suffocation in a way she had never imagined, and penetrated straight into her soft heart.

There is no trace of defense.

What follows is naturally confusion and confusion.

Della also tried to isolate the emotions surging in her heart by temporarily putting them on hold.

Having experienced changes, she knows that time is the easiest way to dilute everything.

But unfortunately, she failed.

In the days since Nuolan left the tavern, the so-called "time" has not made the abnormality in her heart lessened.

On the contrary, it seemed to add fuel to the burning fire in his heart.

Intensifying.

At first, I just thought about each other's words and figure in the dead of night, before falling asleep.

Later, even when the tavern was at its busiest, she would become unconscious and even break a few plates.

It was only then that Della truly understood.

She was moved.

…

Looking at Della who was staring at him blankly in front of her, Nolan seemed to have a calm expression, but in fact, her heart had already become messy and chaotic.

The mental exploration brought about by his sensory abilities allowed him to clearly feel the turbulent emotions of Dara in front of him.

It's like an invisible whirlpool.

Pulling, entangling, and difficult to stop.

Face to face, for only a few seconds, Nuolan felt that the other party's passionate emotions had firmly locked onto him and seeped into his heart.

I wish I could hold the other person in my arms immediately, resign from my position in the navy, and return to the tavern to spend the rest of my life with him.

Having already gained a certain level of strength and settled down in the pirate world, he has long since changed his original mind.

Nowadays, Nolan doesn't mind a well-prepared and suitable relationship.

But, not in this way.

"Squeak!"

A cold morning breeze suddenly rushed into the warm tavern, and the wooden door swayed slightly, making a dull sound.

Just like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, it creates ripples.

Dai La suddenly came back to her senses and subconsciously retracted her gaze to the opposite side.

Invisible vortex clouds disperse.

The pressure suddenly disappears.

There seemed to be cold sweat on his forehead, and Nuo Lan breathed a sigh of relief silently.

He immediately spoke:

"You are quite tired every day. Go and rest. I will come over and have a drink."

On the one hand, it is to temporarily distance yourself from the other party to avoid the same out-of-control situation from happening again.

It was so scary that Nuo Lan even suspected that if the other party hadn't come back to his senses in time, he might have been able to do something drastic under the influence of his sensory abilities.

On the other hand, it is also out of consideration for the other person's health.

After all, if you are in the tavern business, day and night are reversed, and your sleep quality is very poor.

It was early in the morning and there was not much business, so she could catch up on some sleep.

I can just drink in the lobby and take care of him.

Hearing this, Dara wrinkled her nose, and then joked:

"How can it be possible? It's rare for a busy man like you to come back, and the little girl can't accompany you to serve tea and water?"

Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, Nuolan smiled and touched her nose.

But I didn't dare to remain silent like this, for fear that the situation just now would happen again and I would forcefully find a topic.

"It's hard for you to be alone these days, right?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that he had asked another stupid question.

Although it seems like many days have passed, that is because I traveled to the "One Punch World" halfway through.

In fact, Nuolan didn't stay in the tavern for a few days.

It is equivalent to quitting the company right after joining the company.

In this way, for Dela, she can only return to her previous state, so how can it be said that it is not hard work?

"It's okay, it's the same things as before."

Somewhat surprisingly, although there was some resentment in her eyes, Della didn't say much.

After taking a sip of wine, she leaned forward slightly towards Nolan with her slim body half-supported on the wine table, her long red hair swaying.

"What about you? The army is not as comfortable as staying here."

"My situation is a little different..."

"..."

Drinking wine, the two of them chatted from morning to almost noon.

The topics tend to be about trivial daily life, nothing special.

The emotional whirlpool that Nuo Lan was worried about did not appear, which made him sigh in relief and at the same time, his spirit gradually returned to normal.

Compared to the almost forced emotional contagion mode under the influence of sensory abilities.

At the moment, this kind of ordinary state of getting along with each other from shallow to deep, and the method of emotional cultivation is what he is pursuing.

Della seemed to know the main purpose of Nolan's return to the tavern. Although the other party didn't mind, she didn't keep chatting like this.
Chapter completed!