Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 319: The Correct Way to Play Mother-Daughter Donburi

Time goes back half an hour.

After Zhou Xuan parted with Jude Mai at the beach, he returned to the Takama-ga-hara Host Club.

Little Dragon Girl Xia Mi had long disappeared, leaving only Senior Brother Finkel trembling with fear and sweating profusely.

As for the reason, there is no other reason.

Uesugi Eri woke up.

Ever since Finkel used Zhou Xuan's sketch to kidnap Eri from the Genji Heavy Industries Building, Eri has been feeling a little uneasy.

The similar aura in the sketch made her briefly give Finkel a certain degree of trust, but as time passed and Zhou Xuan did not appear for a long time, Eri's condition gradually fluctuated.

She has never left the Sheqi Eight Clan since she was born, and her ability to adapt to unfamiliar environments is extremely poor.

New things that she had never seen before came like a surging tide, constantly impacting her heart. Although it satisfied Eri's thriving curiosity, it also aggravated her mental instability.

After witnessing how Eri killed the servant in seconds through a metal door that was more than ten centimeters thick, Finkel knew that he must not let Eri lose control. He had to serve this little monster like a princess... no, like an ancestor!
Anime, game consoles, little skirts, shoes, decorations, beauty salons, etc., Fingel tried his best and spent a lot of yen, just to use a simple and crude money offensive to stabilize Eri's mental state to the greatest extent.

As for why I don’t go to talk therapy, the reason is very simple.

Eri refuses to get close to anyone.

Although she didn't refuse explicitly, every time someone tried to get close to her, Eri would raise her head and stare at the other person with her calm rose-red eyes without saying a word, while her fair little hand swung on the long sword at her waist.

There were several times when Finkel went to deliver things, and he felt that this girl might draw her sword and chop off his head in the next moment!

However, this was actually Fingel's illusion.

According to the subsequent conversation between Zhou Xuan and Eiry, Eiry was actually just curious about Finkel's hair color and pupil color.

"Why is his hair gray? Why are his pupils gray?"

Since Zhou Xuan returned to Takama-ga-hara, Eri suddenly abandoned anime and game consoles.

She looked at Zhou Xuan obediently, holding up the small notebook without saying a word.

There is a short line of Japanese in the small notebook.

"Can we go out and play?"

Sister, it’s already past one in the morning. Disneyland and the shopping street are all closed. Where can I take you to play?
Can I still take you to bars, discotheques, KTVs, private cinemas and health clubs?

Zhou Xuan couldn't help feeling a little helpless at the time. It was indeed not suitable to take Eri out to play at this time.

However, he was ultimately defeated by Eri's eyes, which were as clear and bright as a deer's.

Faced with Eri's glaring eyes, no normal man could say no without mercy.

A Wei is dead!

Zhou Xuan raised his hands in surrender and asked Eri if there was anywhere she wanted to go. She pointed to the floor and raised a small notebook.

"It's very lively and noisy down there. What are they doing? I want to go take a look."

So, Eri, Zhou Xuan and Su Enxi watched Chu Zihang's debut show in his gigolo career together.

At this time, Su Enxi had already left the box and probably went to the dance floor to have a go.

Eri was looking down, holding a small notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, thinking about her next destination. Zhou Xuan picked up a glass of champagne and lazily slumped on the leather sofa.

He drank champagne while looking at Eri who was sitting next to him.

Eri is no longer dressed in the rustic red and white shrine maiden costume and long dark red hair.

A blue-purple princess dress with black lace edges wrapped around her exquisite body, and the girl's continuous body curves were as clean and beautiful as spring mountains after rain.

The originally dark red shoulder-length hair was dyed into a light brown. The layered side bangs and long sideburns added a touch of brightness to Eri's already exquisite face.

I have to say that Eri is truly blessed by God when it comes to beauty.

Among all the beautiful women Zhou Xuan had ever seen, only Xiaolongnu Xia Mi and Lady Bai Wang could surpass her.

However, strictly speaking, those two players do not belong to the category of human beings, but are players who use cheats beyond common sense.

However, although Eri's beauty is indeed pleasing to the eye, Zhou Xuan does not care about this. He is no longer a young man who judges people by appearance and is attracted by beauty.

What Zhou Xuan cared more about was the inexplicable aura that Eri exuded that could calm people down.

The successive departures of Jiude Mai and Xia Mi, the unknown enemy in Siberia, and the old-fashioned but ruthless theory of life span, these three things caused Zhou Xuan's usually calm mentality to experience considerable ups and downs.

Simply put, I feel a little frustrated, a little helpless, and a little uneasy.

However, after spending some time with Eri, his heart gradually calmed down.

Perhaps because of the terrifyingly strong aura and bloodline of the same kind, Eri did not treat Zhou Xuan coldly, as if keeping him at a distance. Instead, she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy and trust towards him.

Even though they had only been together for over half an hour, Eri's little notebook was already filled with all sorts of strange questions.

"Why is that man dressed like a woman? Or is he just a very muscular woman?"

"The lights on the building outside the window are beautiful, and the sign is gorgeous, but what does 'love hotel' mean? Is it a hotel that only lovers can go to?"

"I just heard someone say that mother-daughter donburi is fun and exciting, but isn't this a dish made of chicken and eggs? Why is it fun?"

"..."

Faced with the curious baby Eri's questions one after another, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but sweat profusely.

He exhausted his talent for language, citing numerous references and making up stories, and it took him a lot of effort to explain those things that were not suitable for children to Eri in a tactful and easy-to-accept way.

Zhou Xuan didn’t know whether Eri understood it or not, but he didn’t want to understand all this mess anymore.

At this time, Eri raised her head and held up the small notebook.

"I don't know where to go, but I just want to go out."

Eri quietly looked at the colorful lights outside the window. The brightly lit city lay in her clear eyes like a dim ocean.

Zhou Xuan stood up, gave Eri a thumbs up, and nodded with a smile: "Very good answer! It seems that you have understood the true meaning of going out to play. The most important thing about going out to play is not the destination, but just the word "going out."

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Eri's eyes lit up, and she followed Zhou Xuan, holding a small notebook.

(End of this chapter)