Rhode Island Park Project

"Come on, W!"

"Come on, Doctor!"

"What the hell is this, Doctor, come on?!"

"Don't tell me, I also want to try it..."

"—?"

"After all, it was really on fire!"

A group of veteran drivers were very lively, and some even consulted the senior Kunshu Cup commentator.

Miss Amphillies.

"This has nothing to do with skill. I'm not quite sure how much these two people can drink. Most importantly, this is the first time I've seen them drinking like this."

Miss Anfeilis, a knowledgeable wife, was also surprised, while Daphne was very desperate.

Why does it always turn out like this every time I go to a party with my mom?!

"Why don't you fall down, old woman?"

W, who had been drunk by Luo Hang for a while, was also staggering. He cursed at Kal'tsit, who was still gritting her teeth, lying on the table with one hand and supporting herself on the armrest of the chair with the other.

"Change, change, help me for a while!"

"what?"

Ms. Klushie, the otaku hacker and logistics engineer, was bewildered. "Me?"

Luo Hang didn't hesitate and drank the wine in one gulp.

After leaving, Klushier's face flushed red as she swayed twice and fell onto the chair.

Graduate.

W: “——?”

"What the hell, what a useless teammate!?!"

"Where's Yelena? Give me another ice."

Luo Hang was also a little tipsy.

Although most of the alcohol was not in his possession, the total amount was a bit too much.

Miss Frost Star, who was watching the fun, glanced at someone's buff bar with disdain, and directly flicked her finger to send a ray of cold air to freeze him, isolating the alcohol from him.

"Well, that's fine too..."

After all, Froststar and Raph are the best combination.

He patted Kelsey's thigh.

"Hey, hey? If you don't move, you're going to strike out, okay?"

Kal'tsit was still lying down.

"Ha, this old woman is finally gone!"

W staggered a bit and rubbed his eyes. "Hey, Doctor, why do you have three?"

Luo Hang cast a pitying look towards W:

"Three is not good, triple happiness."

"Okay, I think so."

W blinked in confusion, the blush on her face deepening unconsciously, "No, I want to hang the old woman up..."

She reached out unsteadily to grab the prone Kal'tsit.

"stand up!"

"Plop, whoosh—"

W also lay down.

The two people were stacked together like this.

There's no particular reason, I was just drunk.

But Luo Hang, who had just applied the buff, was a little confused.

He stood up and held down the two people lying on the table, then turned to the onlookers, holding his head high and chest out:

"Who wants me to drink with them, ladies?"

"Shh!"

"Ah, don't come over here!"

"I'll drink it myself!"

Chapter 655: Anferlis: Is Daphne comfortable?

Done~!

"They should all be drunk, no one is pretending, right?"

Luo Hang stood contentedly alone in the banquet hall of "Corpses Strewn All Over the Wilderness".

The originally bustling banquet hall has become completely quiet, and the air is filled with the rich aroma of wine and the fragrance of women.

All the beautiful girls in the room were now lying in all directions. Most of them were still okay, either leaning on the chairs or lying on the table. Except for Indra, whose lower body was on the table and the upper body was bent upside down on the chair, which was an incomprehensible posture, the others were at most lying on the ground.

So what we need to do next is -

"Oh my, you can't just fall to the ground. Let me help you guys get some rest~!"

He walked up to the first beautiful girl on the ground with a smile.

Baird, a member of the Glasgow gang, has short purple hair and long legs.

This girl actually doesn't look like a street gang member. She is always worrying about trivial matters in life, like the old lady of the Glasgow Gang, and she is a bit sentimental.

It was because he was unwilling to leave the gang’s hometown where he had lived for many years that he took the initiative to take on the responsibility of staying behind.

"Even though it's spring now, it's still quite cold. It's easy to catch a cold if you lie on the ground~"

He said this to his own amusement as he easily and happily picked up Baird from the ground.

"Well, speaking of which—"

He looked curiously at the purple hooded sweatshirt Baird was wearing. The curves of mountains were vaguely outlined on the chest, but it was not very clear.

"I've always felt that there might be something quite interesting here..."

But I haven't had a chance to confirm it before.

Now is the time to...

He simply lifted up Baird's sweatshirt and took a look.

The inside is also purple, and there is a butterfly pattern. Ah, this is not the point, the thing is that it really has a D!

He expressed his amazement.

I really want to rub it. The sweatshirt is so white and the hat is so round.

He looked up to confirm Baird's expression.

"Grr, I told you I can't drink much. The doctor is really capable of doing bad things..."

Baird was nodding his head back and forth and muttering to himself in a dreamy voice.

"Well, since you all said so, wouldn't it be a betrayal of your trust if I didn't do anything bad?"

He justified himself.

Then he turned around and saw a messy deck of cards on the table.

He touched it casually.

A pair of queens.

He flicked the two cards in his hand with satisfaction and put them back.

"Alright, alright, upstairs, private room~ Should I get a cart to carry so many people back at once?"

Imagine a small cart filled with beautiful girls. It seems quite exciting.

As he muttered, Baird in his arms seemed to have smelled something and rubbed his neck with his face twice, laughing foolishly.

"Doctor, don't come over here. I won't let you do whatever you want."

"Yes Yes Yes--"

He responded casually while picking up a Morgan, but Baird kissed him wetly on the face.

"So not letting me do whatever I want means you're taking the initiative?"

He grumbled and gave Baird's butt an experimental pinch.

"Well……"

Baird in his arms actually twisted his body, "No——"

Then she kissed him on the mouth.

Fine.

He calmly led the two of them to the bedroom that had been prepared long ago, then stuffed Morgan into Baird's arms and returned to the banquet hall.

"Let's just pile up all the people from Glasgow first."

He set out to find the Dagda.

Even when drunk and sprawled on the table, the Tower Knight's little black panther behaved well. However, if you got close, you could hear him mumbling softly:

"I didn't let the Tower Knights die out. I revived them..."

He curiously approached Dagda, who tilted her head, and poked the little girl's face.

"what about me?"

"Doctor, Doctor is a prophet... a great Victorian guide..."

Oh, you really believe it?

Yes, after all, peace was restored in Victoria under his leadership.

"You'll continue sleeping with the Doctor from now on, okay?"

"Yes."

"How about giving the doctoral student a little black panther?"

"If the King of Advance doesn't mind..."

"What color are your underwear today?"

"black."

Was this girl drinking wine or truth serum?

He complained in his mind as he untied Dagda's belt to confirm.

It’s really black.

He raised his hand and tapped his fingertips.

slippery.

"Are you all ready?"

His eyes suddenly looked a little subtle, "Is this also considered the rigor of a knight?"

But he also felt that it was possible that the little black panther himself was also looking forward to tonight, and perhaps he had imagined a lot of things in advance.

Don’t be fooled by Dagda’s serious appearance, but he is actually a deep-seated rock music lover, so I won’t say much about his actual character beneath that seemingly serious appearance.

He tilted his head.

"You're not pretending to be drunk, are you? Well, let me confirm it."