Teresa won't starve

"It's okay, I'm not angry."

If it weren't for today's dance and this incident that made her lose her composure, maybe she wouldn't really understand it.

Xier has really grown up...

This made Natasha feel relieved and disappointed at the same time, and at the same time, because she was comforted by Xier in turn, it made her a little annoyed: I am really too shameful!

Putting aside those irrelevant thoughts, the familiar tranquility and sweetness reappeared on Natasha's face, which makes people feel very comfortable when they see it.

However, it was quickly destroyed by man-made——

Theresa, who was on the side, suddenly hugged her chest, nodded and said, "This is a little bit more decent."

"You don't have the right to speak here!"

As expected, they only spoke a few words, and these two girls, who seemed to be born in an opposite relationship, were about to start arguing again.

For this, Xier just stood aside with a smiling face, quietly watching the friendly interaction between them, as if it was the most beautiful picture in the world, and Xier even wanted to let it go on forever.

Bronya looked sideways at Seele, and then at the two who seemed to treat other people as air, and couldn't understand what was so interesting about it.

But he didn't interrupt, but accompanied Xi'er to watch this family comedy.

......

Seeing that if it continues, it will be endless.

Natasha woke up in time and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

You must know that they are not the only ones here, but Xier and Bronya have been silent since the beginning, obviously wanting to wait for their quarrel to finish before talking to themselves.

"Stop! I don't want to argue with you right now!"

"Speaking as if I like it?"

After being a little poor, Teresa stopped in a timely manner, which was regarded as acquiescing to Natasha's approach.

"Hmph!" Although Teresa insisted on KY's words, Natasha immediately endured it and looked at Xier and Bronya who had been waiting for a long time: "You two are still here What are you doing here? Don’t you want something interesting to do?”

"Xie'er's words..." Xier looked at Bronya after speaking, "I think this is very interesting."

That meant like saying: This kind of question should be asked of Bronya.

"Enough of you guys!"

Natasha hated this kind of behavior of kicking the ball around. She forced Xier and Bronya to turn their backs to her, tied their hands together, and then pushed Xier and Bronya forward. Go: "Hurry up and find something interesting to do, there will be no such opportunities in the future."

Although Natasha's strength is very small, Xier and Bronya, who did not resist with all their strength, were still pushed forward several steps; Xier looked back at Nata who had returned to Teresa again Sha, opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly felt Bronya let go.

This made Xier look at Bronya strangely, but found that Bronya had turned her head at this time and looked at Rosalia who was pinching her waist and didn't know what to smile, with a look of being completely attracted by her look like.

But Xier knew that Bronya actually wanted to say: You go, don't worry about me.

It's just that she is not good at expressing, so she uses this kind of behavioral language that most people may not be able to see.

However, Xier did not choose to turn back to look for the two older sisters who were more worthy of attention than she had expected, but held hands with Bronya's solitary hand hanging on one side.

"Xie'er, you..."

"Let's go together, sister Bronya."

Bronya stared at Xier's clear blue eyes with her light brown eyes for a long time before she nodded as if resigned to her fate.

For the first time, instead of passively making a choice, she took the initiative to lead Xi'er into the circle formed by other children.

......

"That's why I said it! Xier has really grown up!" Natasha took a sip of the orange-yellow orange-flavored drink in the cone-shaped goblet, but she almost coughed due to the over-charged taste. Get up, quickly put it back on the table - but soon took it back again and took a sip, and glanced at Theresa who was on the same table by the way: "It's not like you at all. Like a child, is it ashamed to lose it?"

"I just didn't grow up, and my psychology has long since grown up."

"Put down the cream cake in your hand before saying this!"

578 "Has Natasha been drinking?"

Hearing this, Teresa put down the cream cake: "Is that all right?"

"Of course not!"

Natasha tore another napkin, and thoughtfully wiped off the food residue on Teresa's face like taking care of her own children.

After doing this, Teresa became fat, clean and cute again. (baby fat?)

"How do you look like you've grown up?"

Maybe it was Natasha who drank some orange drinks and her face was slightly flushed; she didn't care about cleaning up afterwards, so she just threw away the napkin that wiped her face.

What was shown was a kind of boldness that had never appeared on her body.

It's just that in the process, due to the relatively close relationship and Teresa's keen sense of smell, she immediately smelled the strange smell in Natasha's mouth, and couldn't help frowning: "You drink gone?"

"No!"

Although she didn't understand why Teresa asked this suddenly, Natasha answered the question honestly.

It's just that Teresa didn't believe it: "Really?"

"What did I lie to you for? I really didn't drink!"

"No, I'm pretty sure you did drink."

"Why are you so sure?"

Natasha didn't remember having touched alcohol at all, so she was a little angry at Teresa's suspicion.

"By—"

Teresa didn't know how to explain.

Could it be that you are more sensitive to alcohol?

Thinking like this, but suddenly remembered something: "By the way, did you drink anything just now?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Don't ask, just tell me!"

"..."

Natasha was silent for a while, and then she was a little reluctant, and took the goblet with only one bottom of the drink, and put it between herself and Teresa: "I warn you, this thing is very difficult. Drink it, you'd better not try it."

"It's hard to drink, do you still drink?"

Teresa stood up and brought her nose closer, and what she smelled was a pungent smell mixed with the aroma of oranges, which made people calm down and warm up. It should be alcohol. (Note)

"Well, how do I know?"

Hearing Teresa's reminder, Natasha also noticed something strange.

Why can't she stop drinking something that is obviously very difficult to drink?

Even after talking with Teresa, she felt a little thirsty and wanted to have some more.

It's so weird!

After thinking about it for a while, Natasha first asked Teresa if there was anything she could drink, and then she realized that besides the wine, there was only plain water left.

There isn't even anything a normal kid can drink. I really don't know what 'mother' has gone out to buy.

In the end, Natasha, who suddenly refused to drink plain water, had to use wine to quench her thirst.

As a result, even if each cup is a mouthful, after drinking one cup after another, the body is still the child Natasha, but the consciousness has gradually become blurred.

Natasha turned sideways, leaning against the table in an indecent way, and resting her cheek with one hand, watching the children laughing and frolicking, with a bold smile on her face: "That's great, if I It would be nice to be like them, even if only once!"

"Is one time enough?"

Teresa looked at Natasha, who was obviously a little drunk.

Originally, Teresa could have stopped her, but she thought that she might not have this chance in the future, so she simply let Natasha let her go.

At least this way there will be no regrets.

"One time is certainly not enough!!" Natasha stood up as soon as she slapped the table, her voice was so loud that it even attracted some people's attention; then Natasha sat down again with a little embarrassment, and smiled. Said: "I seem to be a little strange! Normally, I shouldn't talk like this!"

"That's because you were drunk."

"Drunk?" Natasha was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then she looked stunned: "It turns out that this is what people look like when they are drunk! I used to read in books that people will go crazy when they are drunk. It’s quite incomprehensible! Do all drunk people become like me?”

"You're pretty good, at least you can speak fluently. Those who are really drunk, I'm afraid they don't even know what they're doing."

"Is that so?" Natasha nodded half-understanding, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, what do you look like when you're drunk?"

"I do not drink."

"Eh? That would be a pity!"

"What's the pity? There are too many people who make mistakes while drinking, so I won't make such mistakes."

"Well... well, then it's up to you."

Now that Teresa has said so, even Natasha, who has become much bolder after being drunk, has no intention of forcing her to change at all.

579 "Different Melody"

Teresa looked back and saw a pile of empty goblets on the table.

He directly used his creation ability to make a normal glass, and when it was time, he handed the boiled water that had been dried to the side, and handed it to Natasha who was just a little thirsty and wanted to get a drink.

"You're about the same. I don't think I'll carry you back anytime soon."

"Eh!?"

Natasha hung her right hand in the air and didn't want to take it, but she still accepted it with an unhappy face, and said: "Stingy!!"

He took a sip into his own mouth, but because he didn't grasp the force well, he fell down all over his face. If the clothes were not made of waterproof fabric, even the clothes would have been wet.

Teresa immediately handed her the napkin, and asked Natasha, who was coughing from the water, to wipe herself and blow her nose along the way.

But even so, Natasha still felt the upper teeth, that is, the soreness in the nasal cavity was still unbearable.

He showed a distressed expression.

To this, Teresa can only say: "Is it better?"

"Not good! Not good at all! It's all your fault!"

Natasha hung Theresa with her small fist full of childishness, but she didn't feel the slightest pain because she didn't exert any strength at all—although even if she exerted force, Teresa probably wouldn't feel it.

It wasn't until she was sure that doing so was useless that Natasha became a little quieter:

"Theresa."

"Ok?"

"Do you like me more or Xier more?"

"..."

"Hmph, I can't answer it." Natasha suddenly laughed triumphantly: "I knew it was like this, so I didn't ask, so as not to embarrass the three of us."

Know and ask?

Teresa is a little unclear now whether Natasha is awake or unconscious.

"Xie'er should have the same idea!"

"Seele..."

Natasha leaned over suddenly, bent her upper body forward, and pointed at Teresa's heart with one finger: "But who is the person you are really pretending to be in your heart? Could it be me or Xier? Or both?" no?"

"..."

Natasha didn't seem to want to know the answer, so she didn't care whether Teresa was willing to say it or not, she immediately sat back and looked at Xier who was standing with Bronya in the field: "Speaking of it, your aesthetic The concept is quite special. Obviously they are two completely different children, and they are obviously two types of clothing, but because of the similar colors... standing together is so good. If it wasn't for me, I would have known.. ...even thought..."

There were a lot of unexplained things in the words, but Natasha didn't seem to want to tell her bluntly, she suddenly turned to the other side when she said this: "Of course, there are also things that make me dissatisfied! Take a look Those two (pointing to the twins), what are they wearing? How can you wear this kind of clothes on a formal occasion? Although...it really looks good..."

Teresa also looked at the twins. Looking at the ancient costumes on them, she had to admit that it was indeed too much sex.

She originally thought that the twins would not wear them out, but she still underestimated the lower limit of the twins' shame.

However, based on Teresa's understanding of them, it seems that she can do such a thing, and it is still expected?

"Although that's what you said—" Natasha opened her eyes wide, and said with a little excitement: "But this is not like a dance party? It's a party at all!"