Chapter 692 Lanqi, Eat First

Thin, almost transparent red leaves were pasted on the window, allowing the morning sun to filter into the room, soft and warm.

The entire room was filled with an invigorating woodsy fragrance.

A cool breeze from the balcony gently caressed his body, and there was a soft knock at the door. His brow twitched slightly, and his eyes involuntarily opened.

What caught his attention wasn't the Pariel-style furniture in the room.

But the face reflected in the mirror not far away, a hint of sleepy confusion hidden in those cool, emerald green eyes.

As if wanting to keep people at arm's length while still appearing harmless.

He sat up, propped himself up on the bed, and looked around.

"Are you still thinking about Inoan, meow?"

Talia looked away.

Being in the Platinum Thorns Mental Hotel in this prosperous area of North Bank District 2…

Thanking her seriously felt a little strange.

"..."

Lanqi waved his hand.

Lanqi hadn't seemed his usual, damnable self just now. It was an expression she'd never seen before.

"..."

She was still wearing an apron, apparently making breakfast.

Just seeing each other, they couldn't help but think of the last memory they shared—they were chatting on the rooftop, and somehow ended up leaning against each other.

He half-opened one eye, observing Talia.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

He could consider Talia's house as a daycare center in the future. Lanfu could also be fostered there.

"She's too rowdy. She might disturb your sleep, so I let her go out to play. She can come home before eight o'clock. Anyway, she doesn't consume much magic power and spends very little money."

Actually, it was.

Lanqi breathed a sigh of relief.

Moreover, according to this, he had been absent from work all day Monday!

Lanqi found it difficult to explain, so he could only purse his lips and let the Cat Boss understand through silence.

But the more Lanqi ate, the more he frowned.

Lanqi now realized what was different about today.

Based on the relationship between the two of them, they shouldn't be so close.

Talia had tried it once and realized that when Lanqi was asleep, she in her possessed state could actually take control of his body, and he wouldn't even notice.

"What does 'old timer' mean?"

"Wednesday… I slept for almost two days?"

No longer needing to worry about Lanqi's magic power consumption, she had also regained her freedom and no longer needed to stay close to Lanqi like a shadow.

Talia brought the last dish, a fig and granola yogurt salad, and placed it in front of him.

The Grand Ardent Poet winked his left eye at Lanqi, comparing his face to horizontal scissor hands.

"Many famous attractions aren't crowded today. If you go, it might be just the two of you, meow. It's really suitable for a date."

"No, impossible!"

Lanqi stood up from the bed.

"Pfft."

It was all because she hadn't adapted for a while and wasn't used to not being able to communicate with this old timer telepathically.

Talia asked.

"With Tata, duh!"

In the past, Talia might have just called out to him in her mind, but today she was much quieter, and he didn't feel like his soul was connected to anything strange.

The Cat Boss asked innocently, returning to the previous question.

Therefore, he had only defeated an ordinary maid, and she wasn't the kind of enemy that he needed to remember deeply.

The two, one human and one cat, walked out of the door and into the corridor on the sixth floor of the hotel.

It felt like Lanqi's behavior was already very similar to how he was when it first met him, even more innocent.

But wasn't this still scolding her?!

Lanqi ate quietly, while Talia sat quietly beside him.

"Eat quickly. Today is Wednesday."

Waking up on just an ordinary day, he felt that waking up today was a little different from usual, but he couldn't say what was different.

In addition to being able to be used as high-level materials for some very heretical magic devices, they can also be made into puppets or used for biological experiments. Guys like the Rotting Bishop might target the corpses of the dead. Cremation at the first instance is the best choice.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Lao Fu was better.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't spoken just now and had been transmitting his thoughts.

It continued.

Lanqi shook his head.

However.

Talia hesitated for a moment and read his mind.

"Have you ever wondered why my house is always so tidy?"

The Cat Boss had been with Lanqi for so long and had gradually regarded Lanqi as an old timer, but now that it thought about it carefully, he was actually still very young.

Lanqi was gradually beginning to understand Hibelian's life.

"But I have to work, and she has also made plans with Rosalinda. Besides, there's no point in the two of us dating."

"Oh, oh… Could it be that during this time, something really happened between you two…?"

Beyond expectations, it was quite perfect.

"I didn't expect that you, who look like an old timer, would also have such a humanoid appearance."

Lanqi shook his head and said gratefully.

The Cat Boss continued to get closer, staring at Lanqi's cheeks and asking.

The Grand Ardent Poet immediately stopped and looked at Lanqi. She was amused by him for a moment.

"A dazzling resurrection!"

"Come home early."

He didn't expect that this guy seemed to think it didn't matter whether she was there or not.

Now, he couldn't communicate with Talia using mental thoughts.

Looking at Talia, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Now, not only Lanqi, but even Tata was talking about work all the time.

So it was true.

After the Grand Ardent Poet started the topic with a few words, the two fell into silence again.

The Earl's mansion had been damaged. He probably had to go to the Earl's old mansion on the south bank of Pariel to take a look. But fortunately, it was convenient to go anywhere from the hotel he was staying in now.

The veins on the back of Talia's hand began to tremble.

Talia didn't want to pay attention to him, and raised her hand, but didn't hit him.

It now felt like it could bypass him, the holder.

She secretly ate something using Lanqi's body.

Just when Lanqi was a little thirsty and was about to pick up his water glass…

From Lanqi's point of view, if the Main Destiny Card was the extremely powerful San-Ti human [Madly Loving Demon King], the [Grand Ardent Poet] did seem a little primitive.

A cheerful humming sound accompanied by skipping footsteps, a figure from the balcony all the way to the living room.

He looked at the clock on the wall, feeling that there was still some time before he had to go to work at Count Baptiste's house, so he could sit for a while before leaving.

"Huh? Why are there two Tatas?"

She originally thought that her return would make Lanqi very moved.

But it had been almost a month since it had been that way.

"I'm back!"

He moved his body, pushed the quilt aside, hung his feet down, and gently placed them on the soft carpet.

Plus, after she really started cooking and taking care of herself.

"It's nothing."

It was just that her temper was tinged with the nature of a demon, and coupled with the fact that she had lived too comfortably for more than a year, even if she knew how to cook, she wouldn't put her heart into it.

The Grand Ardent Poet had put on sunglasses and was waving goodbye with a beautiful look.

The Cat Boss stood up anxiously and added.

"..."

"I don't care anymore. I'm going to travel in the Flower Capital. I'm leaving!"

"No problem."

Lanqi slowly walked to the dining table and sat down.

Lanqi could only reach out his fork to the food and put it in his mouth.

He squatted down and picked it up.

"I see."

The Cat Boss felt that Lanqi was a little confused. This was clearly Lanfu, but Lanqi seemed to be thinking about Tata, so he also defaulted to Tata in his mind.

Thinking about it carefully, after bringing Talia back to the dormitory, the house had always been very tidy. The Grand Ardent Poet would never do housework, but Talia could tidy it up easily.

Talia asked expressionlessly.

Talia nodded and closed the bedroom door.

"Cat Boss, the word 'old timer' isn't actually appropriate or precise to use like that."

It was obvious that Tata had been sitting there for so long, but Lanqi was just eating breakfast in peace, completely unmoved, just like Tata!

Until he looked at her for a while, he finally turned to Talia and expressed his thoughts.

Talia took a deep breath, seemingly resisting the urge to pin him to the ground and beat him up.

His gaze was drawn to the fig and granola yogurt salad with its fresh and pleasant colors and healthy moisture.

The freshly picked fig slices were neatly arranged, alternating between yellow and green, with a smooth appearance. Crispy and delicious granola surrounded the edges, contrasting with the snow-white yogurt.

He wouldn't thank Talia several times in a row. It was enough that he had said it in his heart just now.

The Cat Boss widened its eyes in surprise.

Talia just looked at him in confusion.

She walked to the door and prepared to leave Lanqi's hotel room as well.

"Nothing happened!"

He thought the Cat Boss was thinking about something very, very impolite.

"..."

"Breakfast will be ready in a moment."

He was so tired that he fell asleep lying on the roof of the church.

Whether it was the hills, the Serena River, the Flower Sea Park, or the streets, temples, and squares, everything was visible.

The chef had obviously designed the breakfast carefully to match it.

"Am I dreaming..."

He was used to communicating with Talia. After separating, he was not used to it instead.

A string of clear notes floated along the windowsill into the hotel suite, surrounding the entire pleasant morning light.

This single, unemployed, gray-haired girl seemed to have particularly good living habits. Hibelian always said that being roommates with Tata was a very happy thing.

Then he had to go to work today.

"Hi!"

It was definitely not because she wanted to use Lanqi's body to eat, but because she felt that Lanqi might sleep for a long time and was worried that his stomach would be hungry, so she helped him eat a meal before separating from Lanfu.

Lanqi picked up the apple Talia had left and took a bite, calmly and composedly.

Lanqi glared at the Cat Boss, lowered his head and focused on eating the apple, completely unable to restore his previous elegant pace. He finished it in a few bites, then stood up, washed his hands, put on his coat, and prepared to go out.

Old timer turned out to be a compliment.

In a sense, only Inoan would choose to die. Bishop Ivanos of Destruction would choose to live.

"Woke up."

The clock ticked for a little more than half a circle.

But why did he feel only a little hungry instead of very hungry, even though he had been in a coma for about two days?

Maybe he was so hungry that he didn't feel it.

Logically speaking, the Grand Ardent Poet should listen to his instructions.

He had almost finished the shrimp and mushroom cream stewed noodles and the black pepper cheese fried chicken.

She asked.

"Oh, why are you back?"

Lanqi continued to eat breakfast very plainly, chewing as he looked at her and asked.

He had simply become accustomed to hearing Lanqi's thoughts directly and no longer used this ability. He could arrest whatever Lanqi was thinking at the first instance.

After a long time.

Just as Lanqi was eating and letting his thoughts wander.

That figure also had gray long hair, but it was casually tied into a side ponytail with a ribbon, and a few strands of hair playfully fluttered in the breeze. The azure eyes were like the clear sky in autumn.

The golden and crispy skin of the black pepper cheese fried chicken was like dazzling gold foil, decorated with black pepper crumbs and cheese crumbs. With one bite, the crispy skin made a sound, and the juicy chicken inside filled with oil, intertwined with the crispy skin wrapped in the black pepper's spiciness and the cheese's richness.

After all, the last thing he remembered was fighting Pearlman and Inoan continuously.

Lanqi stopped and turned back.

"La la la la la, lovely Flower Capital Pariel, my favorite Flower Capital~ Eat it, eat it~"

Lanqi and Talia looked at her and clarified in unison.

She seemed to be particularly tolerant of him today, with a hint of tolerance. He didn't know what she was planning in her heart.

Lanqi muttered to himself, looking out the French windows of the hotel.

Talia sat at the dining table, seemed to understand his thoughts, and asked Lanqi.

These words made Lanqi and Talia embarrassed, and they moved each other out of their sight.

After washing up, he left the master bedroom and came to the living room.

"Meow..."

Talia calculated that it had been about a month since she had merged with the Grand Ardent Poet.

The Grand Ardent Poet nodded and left impatiently.

Talia looked at the direction of the entrance and instructed.

Lanqi suddenly felt that the sunlight was partially blocked, like Talia standing up. He was subconsciously startled.

Today's breakfast was shrimp and mushroom cream stewed noodles and black pepper cheese fried chicken.

The snow-white porcelain bowl contained golden stewed noodles exuding a creamy fragrance, dotted with pink shrimp and brown mushrooms. The creamy sauce was integrated with the stewed noodles. When he scooped up the first fork and sent it into his mouth, the silkiness instantly melted on the tip of his tongue, and the fresh, sweet, and chewy shrimp and the mellow and juicy wild mushrooms bloomed between his teeth. The taste was as smooth as velvet, instantly making his taste buds fall.

"So Lanqi, am I right? You care about Tata now, you care about her terribly."

In some ways, this kind of care was something he couldn't give to Hibelian.

"Thank you."

Lanqi almost choked, and quickly picked up the water glass and took a few gulps.

Lanqi was slightly stunned and blinked.

Lanqi swallowed, picked up the spoon and tasted it. The sweet and light fig, the crispy granola, and the sweet and sour yogurt instantly mixed in his mouth.

"It's a slang term from our hometown. People in the Northeast respect the elderly more. When they see an older person, they will definitely say 'old timer' from the bottom of their hearts to express 'the old man is immortal and ascended to immortality'."

"..."

The more he recalled the distance at that time, as well as the touch on the other person's body, and the sound of that heartbeat and pulse, the more awkward he felt at this moment.

Now they were all a little annoyed by the Grand Ardent Poet.

"That's good. Don't pay tribute to her."

Talia discovered his expression and asked.

The familiar voice, only with a slight difference in tone, made Lanqi subconsciously look at Talia next to the table, and then he looked up at the balcony.

During the time Lanqi was in a coma, because he had not locked up the Grand Ardent Poet, she immediately ran out after separating from the Grand Ardent Poet.

Lanqi had to admit a fact that he didn't want to believe—Talia seemed to be the type of girl who was a good wife and mother.

Whenever he went to Talia's house to learn card making, her living environment was never sloppy, not only clean but also very delicate.

"No, it's very delicious. I've never had such a delicious breakfast."

Lanqi looked at the Cat Boss and explained seriously.

Lanqi touched the little black cat with one hand and asked with a smile and interest.

Despite the long sleep, his brain was much clearer except for a slight sourness in his body, but he still felt a little sleepy.

Lanqi decided not to think about this unimportant question.

It seemed that the restoration work in Flower Capital had been very fast these two days. At present, he could not see too many traces of dilapidation.

Lanqi stopped his fork and felt that he was really dreaming this time.

"She makes me feel at ease, she's on my mind, there's no such thing at all. I was just too tired at that time."

"Woke up?"

He had never made a mistake in his work, but he had made such an irreparable mistake!

"You two meow, why is the first thing you mention always work..."

The Cat Boss also looked out the window like Lanqi and said.

The Bergson Kingdom was already famous in the eastern region for its highly developed magic engineering, coupled with the fact that Flower Capital had the greatest intensity of manpower and material resources, it would probably be basically restored in a period of time.

Lanqi lowered his eyes and shook his head.

To be honest, these days, the two of them lived together every day, and they could hear each other's thoughts twenty-four hours a day. It was really too outrageous.

Lanqi also finished breakfast.

Maybe he was sleepy and confused.

"Do you think I'm being too strict?"

Talia pressed.

Lanqi looked up at Talia like this and always felt a little like he was in another world.

He put down his fork, seemingly hesitant.

The Cat Boss lay next to the table and said softly,

"After you were in a coma, I went to recover Inoan's remains meow, and then Tata cremated her and asked Etio to help us bury her in the Bergson Demon World."

Talia explained.

A breeze gently caressed the leaves outside the window, and birds were chirping in the treetops not far away.

"Oh."

Lanqi explained to her very seriously.

Then it was no longer the taste buds that dominated, as if the empty stomach was constantly sending signals to his brain, telling him to eat quickly.

The living room was filled with fragrance.

"Say hello to Countess Rosalinda for me."

It was probably because of the Great Demon Clan mark on Lanqi's body that it was much more difficult to read Lanqi's thoughts than to read other targets.

Lanqi couldn't answer.

"Meow, isn't 'old timer' a compliment?"

"Then today, I've made an appointment to go to Rosalinda. We'll take care of our own lunch and dinner. If you need me to make breakfast for you tomorrow, just tell me a little earlier."

It was okay to joke around normally.

The Cat Boss ignored Lanqi's joke and said.

The Cat Boss felt that Lanqi looked like he was always lost in thought.

Lanqi shook his head and sighed.

"Lanqi meow, haven't I guessed it right?"

He rubbed his eyes, stretched hard, and then the feeling of relief spread throughout his body.

When she was curious, she could always hear a little bit of sound occasionally.

"..."

"After you fell into a coma that day, I probably felt that I could separate from her. Maybe as long as I overused my power, the fusion would reach its limit, and we would be able to separate, or maybe the time was long enough."

"What did you want to tell me just now?"

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma before he woke up.

"No, I won't remember her."

Lanqi said in shock and picked up his fork.

The corpse of an Eighth Order powerhouse was easy to attract covetous eyes.

"..."

Lanqi covered his head, waiting for a long time but found that Talia was not angry.

The Cat Boss followed, its limbs stepping with light steps.

The gray-haired, golden-eyed figure opened the door, held the doorknob, and looked at him.

After simply tidying up the dining table, Talia took two pieces of fruit and put them on the table, took off her apron.

"Who am I going on a date with? Cat Boss, do you want to go on a date with me?"

"She was clearly holding you that day, and you slept so peacefully in her arms."

After a while, she stopped paying attention to the two of them, walked to the door of the room and picked up the small jigsaw-cut handbag.

One, three, four, and six were the days he worked at Count Baptiste's house.

Lanqi didn't know what to say.

Lanqi held his fork, looked at the Grand Ardent Poet's disappearing figure, and then looked at Talia.

He shouldn't be discovered by Lanqi. He was sleeping very deeply.

Her long hair was skillfully arranged into a bun located on the back of her head, which was both orderly and elegant, and a few strands of loose hair gently hung on the side of her cheek.

The Cat Boss jumped from the stool to the table and lay next to the two of them.

Talia nodded gently. With the sound of the door opening and closing, only Lanqi and the Cat Boss were left in the living room.

The Grand Ardent Poet's exaggerated expression was deliberately trying to mess with their minds.

"No, it's great that you can control her."

Soon, his gaze stopped, seemingly because the slight movement of him getting up made the person knocking on the door outside the bedroom notice.

Lanqi looked away.

Talia looked at the stunned Lanqi and reminded him.

Upon hearing this, the Grand Ardent Poet revealed a sly look in her eyes, leaned down and looked back and forth at the two of them.

The two people at the dining table seemed to not know what to communicate about, and the atmosphere became much quieter again.

He quietly looked out the window.

"?"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Presumably Talia and the Cat Boss brought him back later. This familiar bedroom was prepared by Countess Rosalinda. He had lived in this Platinum Thorns Mental Hotel room for so many days.

"It's nothing."

So he couldn't hear Talia's thoughts.

Her mind-reading skills were still unstable. In addition to successfully reading the enemy's combat intentions in the battle a few days ago, she could now only read fragments intermittently.

She was wearing a dark sweater and slim-cut trousers, and brown long boots wrapped her slender legs, from her knees to her ankles.

"Lanqi, admit it, her embrace makes you feel very at ease, her warmth is on your mind, right?"

He looked at the dining table and saw Talia neatly moving back and forth between the living room and the all-in-one kitchen on one side.

"You enjoyed using her, and now you think I'm superfluous, right?"

Talia nodded.

In short, he couldn't say it.

The Grand Ardent Poet covered her mouth in surprise and took a deep breath.

She was a little curious.

At first, it was a little awkward, but now they were both a little used to it.

Lanqi raised his head and took a deep breath, seemingly particularly speechless.

He stared at the Cat Boss with a 100% smile and calmly denied it.