Yang Ming looked at Klea, she was also dressed very elegantly today.
Wearing a black slim-fitting long skirt, the shoulders and neck are exposed, and the skirt is decorated with a lot of translucent black gauze.
The high heels she was wearing were slightly higher than those she had seen before, and the black knee-high socks showed a hint of white between the skirt and stockings.
She also had a brown leather satchel on her arm, which seemed to make the whole look more harmonious.
The originally long flowing red hair was specially styled in a more quiet style today.
The face has been specially made up, and you can see a touch of eye shadow, and the originally white skin has become more delicate.
Seeing Yang Ming pause briefly to observe his appearance, Clea asked:
"What's wrong?"
"Well, I think you dress up quite well."
Yang Ming said hesitantly.
"Really? Okay, you can continue to see it later. Let's go shopping first."
"Um."
So, Yang Ming and Klia started to walk around the neighborhood.
Since I still had a big meal to eat later in the evening, I didn’t play arcade games that required intense confrontation, but played a few rounds of simple level-breaking games.
Afterwards, we went to common places such as clothing stores, tea shops, and shopping malls.
Soon, the sun will gradually set.
Yang Ming and Kelia entered a hotel restaurant that had been booked in advance.
The two of them sat face to face. The decoration of the entire hotel was very good. Their location was right by the window, overlooking the scenery outside.
The city is still brightly lit at night. Although there are almost no people living in this large area, the atmosphere still needs to be created. Therefore, the artificial intelligence of the city is deployed, and a little electricity is consumed for decoration.
The food was served on plates, and Yang Ming ordered a mixed style of dishes, including various high-end dishes from different countries in the Earth's time.
During this time, Yang Ming and Kelia just chatted briefly and concentrated on eating.
"..."
"What's wrong?"
For some reason, even though Yang didn't make a sound, he could still feel his breath, as if he had something to say.
"I slept."
"You still need to sleep?"
"I fell asleep, do you understand what I mean?"
"What do you know?"
"During dormancy, every move you make will no longer be felt by me."
"Oh, why do you do this?"
"The wooden man...and you, Lian, it's time for you to rest too."
[Lian: Huh? I can’t do it...Okay, I know, I also slept Zzz...]
"Bye now."
"Uh? Okay."
Although he didn't understand the reason, Yang Ming still didn't express his opinion anymore.
…
I could definitely feel that the spiritual connection with Yang was broken for the first time.
Lian also disconnected her spiritual link, but her shadow could still be clearly felt beneath her feet.
These two are really...
Yang Ming no longer cares about their affairs and concentrates on eating.
After a few dishes were served, the robot waiter handed over a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.
Yang Ming looked at the bottle and said:
"Actually, I've never drank alcohol."
It's not that I haven't. I drank a little when I was entertained by the natives in Red Star.
It is a kind of grain wine brewed in a very simple way. It tastes sweet and has a very low alcohol content.
"I've never drank it either. How would I know if I didn't try it?"
Since Kelia said so, it makes no sense. Yang Ming used Wuchen to pull out the cork directly.
I heard that you only need to pour a small amount into a wine glass for this stuff. I’m not sure how to control the degree. Anyway, let’s just rely on feeling.
After pouring a little wine, Yang Ming handed the wine glass to Celia, and then picked it up to taste it himself.
How should I put it? There is a very sour feeling after entering the mouth, but the taste is not special.
Seeing that Kelia had no reaction, Yang Ming stopped asking any more questions and continued eating.
After serving a few more dishes, for some reason, she started to pour the wine on her own, and also added a lot of wine to Yang Ming's glass.
Is this how to drink?
Looking at the dark red liquid in the wine glass, Yang Ming drank it all without thinking.
You won't get drunk yourself. With just alcohol, you can easily rely on hormone resistance to resist its side effects.
But Clea didn't seem to be able to do this. When she drank a lot of wine, the atmosphere became uncomfortable.
I saw that Clea's eyes gradually became blurred, and her behavior began to become more enchanting and charming.
"What have you been busy with lately?"
Klea gently held her forehead with one hand, looked at Yang Ming and said.
"I am making preparations and busy challenging the Eye of the Moon Theia."
Yang Ming had no choice but to answer truthfully.
"Ah, really."
She said casually,
"You are such a heartless guy."
"Um?"
I couldn't help but wonder, is there any connection between the two?
"Is it that busy?"
The seat here has a U-shaped structure, Kelia said after sitting next to Yang Ming.
"Well, it's indeed a bit urgent."
Yang Ming was a little overwhelmed by the sudden close distance. He said,
"I estimate that in about twenty days, we will need to go to the core star region of the Human Alliance."
And these twenty days are reserved for going to the first universe to participate in the trial.
"You already have no other ideas?"
Her face was so close that he could hear the sound of breathing clearly. Yang Ming didn't know how to answer, so he had to say:
"I'm not sure, what you're talking about... um?!"
The overlap between lips, this is... a kiss?
Clea's action did not last long. After readjusting her position, she lightly flipped her hair, tilted her head slightly and smiled:
"No matter how hard the heart is, the mouth is soft."
Bang, bang, bang.
Impossible, what's going on? I'm obviously hormone-resistant, but I can't calm down.
The effect of overlooking even expired in an instant? Obviously this skill has been continuously activated for such a long time.
"Sorry, I'm afraid I don't have time."
I don't know why I said these words myself.
"Time, time! When it comes to time, things always go bad."
After hearing this, Clea said in a slightly coquettish tone.
Yang Ming seemed to have something to say, but it was stuck in his throat and he didn't know what to say.
I had to continue eating the rest of the dishes in silence.
Kelia just sat next to Yang Ming, drinking glass after glass of wine.
In this way, by the end of the dinner, she was so drunk that she fell unconscious.
Yang Ming supported Klea, who had lost the ability to move, and thought about what to do.
There are now three options to deal with the current problem, namely: