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Chapter 127 I'll Drink for Him
Ji Xingyi didn't even need Jiang Lin to seduce him; he knew what Jiang Lin wanted with just a glance. He said helplessly, "It's not safe here. Let's wait until we clear the level."
Jiang Lin's fingertips were short and pale, but that didn't stop them from tracing a barely perceptible line across the man's Adam's apple: "Of course I know it's dangerous, but tonight is the safest time. There might not be another chance later..."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xing's eyes deepened. Before doing it, he could truly restrain himself, but after tasting it, he couldn't help but crave more. He picked up Jiang Lin and placed him on the bed, stroking the young man's eyebrows and eyes, and whispered, "Then I'll be gentler?"
There were no soft, custom-made mattresses in the Republican era; the beds were made of solid pine. Fortunately, the inn provided enough bedding, so it was alright to put under the mattress. At first, Jiang Lin didn't feel uncomfortable.
But it wasn't long before Jiang Lin realized just how painful it was.
These old-fashioned wooden beds were prone to making noise, so Kiyoshi was very careful to control the volume.
Before long, Jiang Lin was covered in sweat and had a painful understanding of the phrase "heart-wrenching."
Jiang Lin, rarely losing her temper, reached out and slapped the man.
Unexpectedly, Ji Xingyi grabbed her wrist and gently bit her fingertip.
When Jiang Lin woke up the next morning, she stayed in bed and threw a tantrum.
Ji Xingyi had never seen Jiang Lin so vibrant before; his lover was becoming more and more adorable. He couldn't resist scooping him up and kissing him: "You were the one who wanted to do something fun, and now you're blaming me?"
Jiang Lin was speechless, finally understanding what it meant to "reape for one's own faults".
After Ji Xingyi finished getting Jiang Lin ready, the two went out together and went downstairs to have breakfast. It wasn't early, and everyone except Wang Zhe, who was still sleeping, was already there.
Ji Xingyi and Jin Kang exchanged glances, and Ji Xingyi nodded slightly as a greeting. Jiang Lin's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not stop them.
Breakfast in this era was extremely simple: porridge, flatbread, and a little pickled vegetables. Wang Zhe hurriedly came downstairs only after the two had almost finished eating.
After plopping down next to Jiang Lin, Wang Zhe noticed Ji Xingyi was also there: "Hey, buddy, you're up so early?"
"If you don't come down, I'm going to come upstairs and collect your corpse." Jiang Lin picked up a sesame seed cake and stuffed it into Wang Zhe's mouth.
Wang Zhe took two bites and exclaimed, "Wow, our ancestors' cooking is amazing! This is so delicious!"
Yang Yizhou, sitting at the next table, couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Wang Zhe stuff himself into his stomach like a starving ghost. The short-haired girl, however, didn't join the blond-haired youth in laughing. Instead, she glanced at Yang Yizhou and said coldly, "A good attitude is the real skill. You're not as good as him."
Yang Yizhou's smile vanished instantly. Although he knew his good teammate had a sharp tongue, saying he couldn't compare to Wang Zhe was really hurtful, so Yang Yizhou angrily stuffed a sesame seed cake into his mouth. But the next second, damn, it really smelled delicious.
The old woman who had greeted everyone at the inn yesterday came out. According to the waiter, everyone knew her name was Song Erniang. After the players arrived, Song Erniang, along with several waiters, brought out eight bowls of dark red tea.
Except for Ji Xingyi, who was not registered at the inn, everyone else was given a bowl of rice.
Song Erniang: "Esteemed guests who have come from afar, this is Qingxi tea, made from our unique tea leaves. Please enjoy it."
The tea soup was glossy and looked like a fine black tea, but the players remained motionless in unison. They all knew from experience that this dungeon had a hunger mechanic, and breakfast was still necessary. But this tea served separately was obviously too strange.
Jiang Lin lowered his eyes to look at the beautiful tea soup, his expression slightly dark. He didn't use his abilities, but that didn't hinder his perception; there was a mysterious power in this water.
Seeing that no one picked up their teacup, Song Erniang's face instantly turned fierce: "What? You guests have studied abroad and seen the world, so you look down on us country bumpkins? You won't even drink a cup of tea?"
"Since you don't want to drink? That means you look down on us and Qingxi Town. Then please leave immediately. We Qingxi Town have failed to provide adequate hospitality and cannot afford to associate with you!" Song Erniang's words became increasingly stern.
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed.
Zhou Jue and Chi Xuan exchanged a glance, then picked up their teacups and drank them down in one gulp. Since they had to drink it, they might as well drink it sooner to leave a good impression on Song Erniang.
Seeing that the two had set a good example, Song Erniang's expression immediately improved.
Wang Zhe intended to keep it in his mouth and spit it out later to cover it up, but the waiter next to him stared at him sharply. Startled, Wang Zhe accidentally swallowed it.
Jiang Lin picked up the teacup, but Ji Xingyi grabbed her wrist. The man beside her asked Song Erniang, "May I drink it for him?"
Song Erniang narrowed her cloudy eyes: "Just drink it, hurry up!"
Jiang Lin's pupils widened, and Ji Xingyi grabbed his wrist and drank the strange tea in one gulp.
"Brother, why don't you just drink it for me too?" Wang Zhe stared wide-eyed at Ji Xingyi's actions.
Upon hearing this, Song Erniang sneered, "Each person can only drink one bowl a day! Otherwise, it would be a waste of this divine delicacy!"
Jiang Lin frowned slightly: "Can you feel it?"
Ji Xing shook his head. He could taste that it was high-quality tea, with a very fragrant and mellow flavor and no strange taste. Of course, it was also possible that something had been added that couldn't be detected by the taste buds.
Wang Zhe: "Why hasn't anyone asked me?"
Jiang Lin asked helplessly, "So, how do you feel?"
Wang Zhe grinned: "It tastes pretty good, I could have two more bowls."
"Since everyone has drunk tea, they are honored guests of Qingxi Town!" Seeing that everyone had drunk their fill, Song Erniang's expression immediately changed from sinister to smiling. She clapped her hands and said, "Shitou, take these honored guests to the Three Lives Bridge!"
Having learned from the previous experience, the group dared not linger and followed the waiter named Stone.
Wang Zhe secretly tugged at Jiang Lin's arm from the back of the line: "Third brother, doesn't this process of Qingxi River, Qingxi tea, and that bridge seem familiar to you?"
Jiang Lin: "?"
Wang Zhe winked: "Isn't this just the same old trick of the Yellow Springs, Meng Po's soup, the Bridge of Helplessness, and the King of Hell!"
Yang Yizhou, who was walking behind Wang Zhe, overheard this. The blond-haired youth's face immediately darkened: "You fatso, can't you say something auspicious?"
The next second, Yang Yizhou was suddenly grabbed by the arm by the short-haired girl next to him: "What he said makes sense!"
“The Bridge of Three Lives, the Stone of Three Lives? The Bridge of Helplessness, Meng Po's Soup, the Underworld, I think what he said makes a lot of sense!” Su Yuning crossed her arms and continued to analyze Wang Zhe’s line of thought with a serious expression: “There’s definitely something wrong with that bowl of tea!”
"If it's the Meng Po soup, which makes the reincarnated person forget their memories of their previous life, does that mean it affects our memories?"
"Hiss—" Yang Yizhou opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say when he saw that Su Yuning's analysis was so logical.
Just shut up.