Starry Sky Railway: Start with some fireworks and have some fun

"Ross? What are you doing behind me if you don't have anything to do?"

Qinglan called out the name of the guy in front of her and then let go of him. However, Ross rubbed his arm with some resentment and gave Qinglan a resentful look.

"Mr. Qinglan, I was just trying to kindly recommend a doctor to you, but this is how you treat me. You really took my kindness for granted."

"Doctor? Am I sick?"

Ross said with a grin, "See, you've had too much to drink and forgot, haven't you! Don't worry, this doctor is reasonably priced and will definitely help you regain your manhood. After all, these things are innate, there's nothing shameful about them! Hahaha..."

Qinglan narrowed her eyes slightly. Something was wrong, very wrong.

Although these guys would laugh at him when he came to the tavern before, the laughter today seemed a little off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

"By the way, you said I drank too much yesterday? What happened? I can't remember a lot of things. Can you tell me?"

"Haha, you blacked out, huh? Good thing you blacked out. After all, some things are painful to recall. Let bygones be bygones!"

"But I want to know, otherwise, I'll become a memory-stealer and plunder your memories."

Ross's lips twitched. "You bastard, it's not that I didn't want to tell you, it's just..."

However, Qinglan didn't waste any words and directly transformed into a Memory Master of the Flowing Light Memory Court, which made Ross jump up immediately.

"Wait, I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?"

Then, Ross didn't hold back and told everyone about how he had come to the tavern to drown his sorrows the day before and then cried his heart out.

When Qinglan heard that he had been inexplicably labeled as impotent, a crybaby, and a pervert who liked his sister, he instantly understood who was behind it all.

Immediately afterwards, many people started saying to Qinglan, "Mr. Qinglan, Little Sparrow misses you. When are you going back to see her? Hahahaha..."

Qinglan smiled faintly, "I'm going now to teach that little, naughty, disobedient sparrow a good lesson!"

.........

When Qinglan returned to his room at the inn, he saw that Hanabi was still fast asleep on the bed, so he put a piece of ice on Hanabi's neck.

Almost instantly, Hanabi opened her eyes.

"It's so cold... Qinglan, what are you doing? I was sleeping soundly!"

Looking at Hanabi's face, which was full of bizarre and terrifying expressions, Qinglan said meaningfully.

"Miss Hanabi, what did you do behind my back last night? Hmm?"

Hanabi, who had just woken up, was clearly in a daze for a while, and had no recollection of what had happened the night before.

However, when Hanabi saw the mirror on the ceiling, memories of the previous night flooded her mind like a tidal wave.

"Well, this is just normal mutual teasing. Look, you gave me such an ugly makeover, it's okay for someone to retaliate, right? Right? Besides, I'm already being very lenient by not kicking you awake right away after you made me look like this."

After Hanabi finished speaking, she angrily rubbed her face, only to find that nothing had fallen. In that instant, she became even more certain of her thoughts.

She was also a victim, and even if Qinglan sought revenge, she had no legitimate reason to do so.

Qinglan walked directly to Hanabi's side and whispered in her ear.

"Little Firework, since you've been spreading rumors and mocking my impotence, how about I give you a try today!"

"what?"

The next moment, Qinglan threw the firework onto the bed, and it seemed he was really going to get serious.

"Qinglan, are you sure you can still bring yourself to hit me after seeing my face? Besides, we've both hurt each other, so let's call it even, okay?"

Indeed, although Hanabi is very beautiful, her face has been "ravaged" beyond recognition by Qinglan. It would be considered brave for a normal person not to faint from fright if they saw her.

Qinglan nodded slowly. "What you said does make sense, but... I only smudged your face, but you spread three rumors about me in one go! All in all, you still owe me two."

Immediately afterwards, Qinglan took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, opened the bottle, and sprayed it directly onto Hanabi's face.

"Ugh—what did you spill on me?"

However, right after Hanabi finished speaking, she looked at the mirror on the ceiling, and all the makeup on her face disappeared almost instantly, like melting snow.

Qinglan casually picked up a towel and wiped Hanabi's cheeks, then smiled slightly, "So, the beautiful Hanabi-sama is back. By the way, Miss Hanabi, it seems you also got yourself involved when you spread rumors."

After all, how would you know I'm lacking in that area if nothing had happened between us? Most of the Masked Fools in the tavern now believe our relationship is anything but ordinary!

Hanabi turned her head away immediately; of course she knew about it. But for some reason, although her rumor had indirectly betrayed her, she subconsciously felt no aversion towards Aoran.

"So what are you going to do? Are you really going to take action?"

Hanabi's voice weakened a bit, as if she didn't want to sit and wait for her fate. She reached out to push Aoran away, but Aoran was very strong. Her two hands were like vises, grabbing Hanabi's arms and pressing her down on the bed.

Hanabi struggled desperately, but to no avail. "You, how can you be so strong... It's not scientific!"

Hanabi was somewhat incredulous and prepared to kick Aoran away, but Aoran used her thigh to pin Hanabi down, rendering her unable to move.

At this moment, Hanabi's face was less than ten centimeters away from Qinglan's. Looking at Hanabi's somewhat flustered yet delicate face and smelling the fragrance emanating from her hair, Qinglan couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart.

"Miss Hanabi, it seems you, like everyone else, know nothing about the real me!"

"what?"

"No matter what, I've been a Cloud Cavalryman for decades. In terms of physical fitness alone, I'm one of the best in the entire Masked Fool! So, you'd better just accept your fate! Maybe that will save you some physical pain!"

When the hard approach didn't work, Hanabi switched to the softer one.

"My dear Qinglan, please let this go since it's her first offense! I'll go to the tavern right now and clarify the facts. What do you say?"

"Hmph, too late. With such a large flow of people in the tavern, how many Masked Fools left last night? Can you explain this to them one by one? All I want now is compensation, your compensation!"

As Qinglan's face slowly approached, Hanabi subconsciously closed her eyes, her body began to tremble, and she silently chanted in her heart.

Oh no, this is bad, we've messed up, this guy's serious!

It's okay, just pretend it was eaten by a pig, just pretend it was eaten by a pig, just pretend it was eaten by a pig...

Chapter 66 Eating Bread

However, about twenty seconds after Hanabi closed her eyes, the scenes she had anticipated did not happen.

She then secretly opened one eye, only to find that Qinglan's movements stopped about ten centimeters in front of her.

He just watched her quietly, doing nothing, seemingly observing her own embarrassing state.

"You, weren't you going to make a move?"

Hanabi couldn't help but say, "I was already prepared to be eaten by a pig, but he stopped. Can you please stop messing with my mindset like this!"

"I'm watching to see when you turn into Sambo or Kakawasha. No, if it's you, you might turn into my aunt or Little Sparrow halfway through!"

Hanabi:......

Damn, she actually forgot about this ability in her nervousness. If she just transformed into Qinglan, she wouldn't be able to bring herself to do it, right? Hahaha, now it's her turn.

Seeing the slight smile on Hanabi's lips, Qinglan knew what she was thinking. Qinglan then leaned down and gently blew a breath into Hanabi's ear, a devilish whisper ringing in her ear.

"But it doesn't matter what you become, because the power of words will intervene."

Hanabi, who had just been full of confidence, suddenly froze, her smile abruptly ending, while Aoran was overjoyed to see her expression.

"That's right, that's the expression! That expression of seeing hope and then falling into despair is so beautiful! Hanabi, you agree, don't you!"

Hanabi:…………

Oh no, this thing is getting weird. She was just having some fun, but the price she paid is way too high!

Hanabi resignedly closed her eyes once more, silently repeating that self-comforting maxim in her heart.

Just pretend it was eaten by a pig, just pretend it was eaten by a pig, just pretend it was eaten by a pig...

However, to Hanabi's surprise, the softness she felt from Aoran was actually on her forehead.

When she opened her eyes, she found that Qinglan had already placed his kiss on her forehead.

Qinglan's expression was very gentle, but this gentleness was completely opposite to his usual perverted personality. For a moment, even Huahuo didn't know what he was going to do.

Qinglan's kiss was very light, as if he were kissing a fragile work of art, without any of the roughness he used to suppress Hanabi.

For a moment, Hanabi was no longer so resistant, and instead carefully felt the gentle touch coming from her forehead.

After a long while, Qinglan slowly released her hand from Hanabi and stood up from Hanabi's body, while Hanabi's head was still buzzing.

What exactly is Qinglan trying to do?

Hanabi rubbed her forehead, looked at the silent Qinglan, and then asked her a question.

"Is this all you've got?"

"That's enough."

"why?"

Qinglan slowly turned around. The perverted and crazy look in his eyes was gone when he first entered the room. Instead, he reached out and touched his lips with his fingers, as if savoring the feeling from just now.

"Because your body is trembling!"

Hanabi's eyes widened in surprise. "Just because of that!"

"Isn't this enough?"

Under Hanabi's confused and puzzled gaze, Aoran slowly revealed her thoughts.

“I’ve witnessed countless ethical dramas and all sorts of crazy, decadent, and extravagant scenes over the years. But when it comes to actually doing it myself, I can’t do it.”