Honkai Impact 3rd, but I have too many mods.

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It's too sweet, the chocolate is sweet too, and overall it's a bit cloying.

"How, how is it?"

"Very sweet and delicious."

Seeing the expectant look in Liu Ying's eyes, Liu Bai gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

"R-really?" Liu Ying's lips involuntarily curled up. "Mr. Liu Bai, you're not just trying to comfort me, are you?"

"No, of course not. You can even feel the passion of the creator in it."

Yes, it's so sweet and girlish.

[Firefly's Affection Level: 9598]

"Is that so?" Liu Ying became even more shy when Bai said that, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips. "Mr. Liu Bai, if you like it, I will make it for you every day from now on."

"Too much sweets aren't good." Kaffa pinched Firefly's cheek—she seemed to be in a good mood too. "Alright, alright, don't bother the Boss anymore, see you tomorrow~"

"See you tomorrow."

How did these two people suddenly become mother and daughter?

Could it be that Kaffa has found some leverage over Ryuki again?

...Although Kaffa is quite fragrant too.

How to describe it? Liu Ying brought over a small cake, and Kafka gave Liu Bai the feeling that she herself was that small cake.

And she wasn't wearing tight shorts that night; when she left, Liu Bai approached from behind...

Hmm... a liqueur-filled chocolate?

For no apparent reason, a food image popped into Liu Bai's mind.

Liu Bai shook off the thought of his buttocks and calmed down. What he needed to do now was study. Once he finished his studies, he would get a Kafka account sooner or later.

While eating cake, Liu Bai made a video call to Mebius.

"Hey, busy man."

His mouth always speaks in a sarcastic and unsettling tone.

You're getting on in years, don't act like a spoiled girlfriend in her twenties, okay?

"In that case, it's my... cough cough."

Damn, I instinctively prepared to quote Mebius.

No, this stuff is addictive if you use it too much.

"I was just discussing important business with Dr. Cleo, so I was a little late."

Suddenly hearing the door open, Liu Bai turned around and glanced back.

Huang Quan entered the room carrying a clay pot.

"What serious business could you and Cleo possibly have?" Mebius asked with a disdainful look.

The real business between you two is probably still the elixir of love.

Wait a minute, I'll get that guy drunk and cripple him. How dare he mess with your teacher's man?

"Is something not going well?"

Hearing Mebius's tone, which sounded like he'd been injected with gunpowder, Liu Bai asked with concern, while adjusting the projection angle and his posture to conceal Huang Quan's figure.

Liu Bai's concern greatly dispelled Möbius's anger.

"It's not just unsuccessful, it's extremely unsuccessful. I really want to knock that brat Mei unconscious with a stick."

Mebius began to pour out his grievances.

Huang Quan also very sensibly circled around, placed the casserole on the table, and opened the lid.

A rich aroma immediately wafted from the pot.

Huang Quan calmly ladled out a bowl and stirred it with a spoon to cool it down.

Is it some kind of holiday today? Why are they sending cakes and soup at the same time?

Liu Bai glanced at Huang Quan with a puzzled look, but didn't dare to look for too long—he still had to treat Mebius as his "spoiled little wife".

"Something happened? Mei doesn't want to go with you?" Bai guessed.

"Yes, I don't want to."

"Has someone else extended an olive branch to her? Is it reverse entropy or destiny?"

Gold like this can't possibly be hidden away; it's not impossible for someone to get their hands on it first.

"neither."

"...?" Bai was momentarily stunned. "Then who else could it be? Li Yue?"

To be honest, none of the neutral factions have advanced technology, right? I guess only Liyue has the time and money to do so.

"You guessed right, kid."

Mebius said quietly.

"But do you know where it is?"

"Product R&D department?" Bai thought for a moment.

"Heh, it would be better if it were the product development department!"

Mebius's expression suddenly broke down.

"She's going to Wanmintang! Wanmintang Restaurant! A genius high school girl, going to a restaurant? And she even told me her lifelong dream is to become a master chef? I'm speechless!"

A long string of automatically muted profanities burst from Mebius's mouth.

So, is it her mother's dream or hers?

—Okay, asking this question at this time is just asking for trouble.

"I accepted that she wanted to go to university! But she wants to be a chef?"

Huang Quan glanced at Mebius from the side, said nothing, and simply scooped up a bowl of soup and blew on it gently.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Liu Bai conveyed three words: "Hey, come and eat."

Liu Bai hesitated for a moment, then turned his body to the side, removing himself from the screen, and opened his mouth.

Huang Quan calmly fed the soup to Huang Quan.

"Liu Bai?"

"...I felt something next to the table just now."

Liu Bai chewed the seasoning and swallowed the soup.

...Is this...sea cucumber? And oysters?

Liu Bai subconsciously glanced at Huang Quan with a look of horror.

Huang Quan raised his hands, one hand open and the other clenched into a fist.

Fifty!?

"Ahem, where were we?" Bai suppressed his fear and looked at Huang Quan, who was ladling soup like a virtuous wife.

"Speaking of her wanting to be a chef!" Möbius inexplicably became a little angry again. "Forget it! It's no use talking to you. We'll see each other in Liyue then!"

Chapter 220 Liu Bai, in a state of mental disarray

"...Ugh, my body feels so heavy."

Liu Bai got up from the bed, holding onto the ball beside him.

...No matter how many times, the sensation of your fingers sinking into it is wonderful.

In that instant, Liu Bai felt as if his spirit had been healed.

Liu Bai slowly got up and looked at the purple-haired sleeping beauty who was still fast asleep beside him.

The two are now completely naked, and the blanket has long since fallen to the floor.

Last night... it seems like everything that needed to be done was done except for the last step—of course, I'm referring to the standard way of playing.

The room was filled with a murky atmosphere overnight, not to mention Huang Quan himself, who was covered in Liu Bai's aura.

Sure enough, Huang Quan's feelings are recovering quickly, right?

Hmm... I have this strange feeling that I'm some kind of sex toy for the underworld.

No, it might not be my imagination.

Liu Bai reached out and peeled a thin film off the corner of Huang Quan's mouth.

"Ah...it failed."

It broke in the middle.

"Are you a child?" Huang Quan had opened his eyes at some point, without much of the confusion of just waking up. He turned over and lay on the bed, quietly watching Liu Bai. "Your physical condition has improved a lot."

"..."

If I hadn't been studying physical fitness books diligently these past few days, I might have died last night!

Well, death is unlikely; the human body is sometimes more resilient than we imagine.

“I will stop if you bleed.”

This statement is not convincing at all compared to Huang Quan's cold-faced madness last night.

It was said to be fifty shots, but Liu Bai was the one counting them, and then a very bizarre play occurred.

Halfway done.

Huang Quan: "How many times is this?"

Liu Bai: "Maybe...maybe the tenth time?"

A while

Huang Quan: "How many times is this now?"

Liu Bai: "Ten, twelve? No, that's not right, maybe it's fifteen?"

Huang Quan: "Then let's say twelve. You count carefully."

After a while.

Huang Quan: "How many times is this?"

Liu Bai: "The thirty-second..."

Huang Quan: "You counted to thirty-two twice, that's wrong, reset to zero."

Anyway, Liu Bai didn't hear fifty until he lost consciousness last night—in fact, towards the end, Liu Bai was already in a state of confusion, and the count never exceeded ten. Sometimes, even without Huang Quan speaking, he would reset to zero on his own.

The actual number of shots fired is probably unknown even to Huang Quan himself.

Is Huang Quan still addicted to this...? I'm a little worried—although Liu Bai is shameless, there's also a subtle sense of accomplishment and conquest.

Are you getting up?

"What else can we do if we don't get up? It's broad daylight."

Liu Bai glanced at the books on the desk. Fortunately, the training books hadn't been damaged.

He had already reached level 5 in physical fitness, and the results were quite remarkable—if Huang Quan hadn't tricked him, he should have been able to hear level 50 properly yesterday and then gracefully retire.

"Hmm..." Huang Quan nodded gently and sat up. He subconsciously tried to tidy up his disheveled hair, but a lot of his hair was stuck together. After forcibly separating two strands, Huang Quan frowned.

This experience was really not good.

"Go take a shower."

"Ah."

Huang Quan glanced calmly at Liu Bai and the book.

...Wait, is it calm?