Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Tallulah was a noble daughter with elegant manners. She would not persuade others to drink. From then on, she drank by herself, and Feng Qingyu chatted with her.

Reading minds is not that easy, and Tallulah's heart has long been closed. Feng Qingyu tried it when he first entered the room, but couldn't read anything for the time being.

Amiya said that appropriate physical contact might reveal more information, such as past memories.

Physical contact... Should I kiss Tallulah passionately and read while kissing her? That would be (very) exciting.

She was worried that she would be so absorbed in kissing that she would forget to read Tallulah's memory, leading to the failure of the investigation. After all, the chances of being so close to Tallulah were rare, and this time it was Tallulah who took the initiative to invite her, with the same probability as winning the lottery, so she had to seize it.

After drinking a large bottle of wine, Tallulah's cheeks turned slightly red. She was not as restrained as at the beginning, and her words became bolder.

"Xiaoyu, have you ever had sex with Huijie?"

This question was difficult to answer, so Feng Qingyu immediately changed the subject.

"Big sister, don't ask me about this. Why don't you tell me about what happened to you over the years? I'm very interested in your story."

Tallulah shook her head and opened the second bottle.

"Believe me, you don't want to know what happened to me during those years. It's boring, just terrible memories. When I looked back, I had nothing left. I lost everything... Only you still believed in me."

Tallulah picked up the bottle and took a swig.

Feng Qingyu accidentally glanced at the neckline of the bathrobe. The neckline was very low, and Tallulah's cleavage was swaying in front of her eyes, which was very eye-catching.

My lower abdomen was already shamefully hot.

One hundred and fourteen finger-guessing games

After drinking, Feng Qingyu felt dry mouth and tongue, as if there was a fireball stuck in his throat, and his desire for water was unprecedentedly strong.

"Big sister, can you get me a bottle of water? I'm thirsty."

"Okay, wait a minute..."

Talula stood up, opened the upper door of the refrigerator, found the mineral water from the pile of drinks, and walked back with a somewhat shaky step.

She drank a lot tonight, one bottle after another, and now it's her third bottle.

Tallulah's alcohol tolerance is above average, but she will get drunk if she drinks too much at once. When she really wants to express her feelings, she will use a lot of drinking to give herself courage and express things that she dare not say or think at other times.

Feng Qingyu tried to read his mind, but only read some fragmented fragments.

She escaped from an unusually luxurious mansion in Ursus, her body and face covered in blood, her body staggering in the snow, leaving a row of bloody footprints.

Duke Koschei sat on a throne high up, his body gradually growing colder, his blood oozing out from his chest, staining the seat and the surrounding ground red.

Tallulah's anger caused the mansion to catch fire. The surrounding area was in chaos, flames shot up to the sky, and people were busy putting out the fire. They didn't notice the silver-haired Draco dragging his bruised body and escaping through a winding, remote path.

At that time, Tallulah's face was filled with a smile of relief and liberation.

……

Feng Qingyu could only read so much for the time being, and deeper content might require proper exposure. This was not enough to investigate why Tallulah had become like this. Chen had already heard about her killing Duke Koschei and escaping.

Tallulah was still drinking. Her emotions were clearly out of control tonight, and if she continued drinking she would definitely have a hangover the next day.

"Big sister, stop drinking and give me the bottle."

She reached out to grab it, but Talula's hand shook and she accidentally spilled the wine all over Feng Qingyu.

There was a reddish wine stain on the white clothes, and I didn't know if it could be washed off. Now I smelled like alcohol, which was unpleasant.

"I'm sorry...Xiaoyu, I'll get you one of my clothes, wait a moment...it will be quick..."

Tallulah staggered to the suitcase again, squatted down, rummaged through the pile of messy clothes, and then pulled out a wrinkled new dress.

Dos Solès Souvenir Shop also sells T-shirts, the quality is pretty good, and the price is much cheaper than that in Mama John's department store.

The size is very loose, Feng Qingyu should be able to wear it.

The pattern is not very fancy, and the color is light blue, which is not Feng Qingyu's favorite tone.

"This was originally intended for... for Huijie. She might not like it, so Xiaoyu, you can just take it for now."

"Well, you want to give me your clothes, don't you?"

"What……"

"nothing."

Feng Qingyu helped the slightly drunk Tallulah to the bed and picked up the new clothes without cutting the tag. The tag was fastened to the trademark with a pin, and you only need to open the pin and wear it without cutting the tag. If Tallulah sobered up the next day and regretted buying this dress, she could return it.

She didn't wear it after all, because she was worried that it would get dirty and she couldn't return it. yysy, this dress is really not good-looking.

"Forget it, I'll just borrow something to wear."

Feng Qingyu found a relatively old piece of clothing among Tallulah's - a white shirt with all the buttons loose.

After changing into a shirt, she called the cruise ship's room service to have their dirty clothes washed.

When he turned around, Tallulah started drinking again while he wasn't paying attention.

"It's really not a worry."

After the room service staff left, Feng Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and prepared to negotiate with the big sister in a nice tone.

Drinking too much can easily lead to an accidental discharge of a gun, and drinking too much is not good for Tallulah's health.

"Don't drink it. How about something else? I'll replace the wine with Coke."

Tallulah suddenly put down the bottle and grabbed Feng Qingyu and refused to let him leave.

"Xiao Yu... let's play finger-guessing. The loser has to take off a piece of clothing. How about that?"

"Fight finger-guessing? I'll make you lose miserably, Big Sister."

The game played by two people is rock-paper-scissors, which is the simplest way to determine the winner.

As a result, Tallulah lost the first round. Then, she had to obey the rules of the game and take off her bathrobe. Without this bathrobe, she would have nothing.

Tallulah was not satisfied with losing the rock-paper-scissors game, so she pulled Feng Qingyu's clothes and tried to drag her into the water.

"Come on, too... Don't be shy. You're so old and still so shy... Let me see... Let me see how you've grown..."

"Big sister, why don't you lie down and sober up? You're drunk."

"Nonsense... I'm super brave and I'm a great drinker!"

Feng Qingyu took the bottle from Tallulah and saw that it was vodka. No wonder she was so drunk. Vodka was a famous strong liquor. She didn't even dare to drink it, but Tallulah poured it down her stomach like water. It was a miracle that she didn't get drunk.

Originally, I was going to read someone's mind, but now my plans have changed and I have to take care of a drunk person. Tallulah has a bad drinking habit just like her sister, so they are sisters of the same bloodline.

Feng Qingyu took the bottle of vodka to a place far away, at least Tallulah couldn't reach it for the time being.

Perhaps she was too drunk, she collapsed on the bed, motionless, her skin flushed, and she looked completely harmless and without any aggression.

The tyrant of the Integration Movement appeared in front of Feng Qingyu in an uncovered form, and seemed to be asleep.

"..."

Feng Qingyu walked into the bathroom silently, wet a dry towel, and took it to wipe Tallulah's face. In the past, she took care of Tallulah herself when she was drunk, so she was familiar with it. It was not difficult to take care of her now.

Although the big sister is called the big sister, she is actually just a poor child who is not loved by anyone.

"Really? You can solve your sadness in other ways. You don't have to drink, right?"

Tallulah, who was lying on the bed, turned over and ignored her. She was half drunk and half asleep, with her consciousness rather blurred. The only thing that was energetic was her tail, which was raised high and swinging back and forth non-stop.

"Lie down, I'll wipe you down, don't move, dear."

Feng Qingyu coaxed Tallulah patiently as if she were a child, brushed aside the messy strands of hair next to her cheeks, and first wiped her face with cold water. After wiping her face, he then wiped her neck, shoulders, and body, following the order from top to bottom.

As her scalding body was wiped with a towel soaked in cold water, Tallulah felt comfortable and the discomfort caused by her drunkenness was alleviated a little.

I opened my eyes and saw Feng Qingyu changing the water in the towel next to me.

"Xiaoyu..."

The impulse in my heart suddenly surged up again.

Under the influence of alcohol, Tallulah pulled the man into her arms and turned over, so that Feng Qingyu was lying on the bed. Before Feng Qingyu could react, he had become the victim under Tallulah.

"Xiao Yu...you came to see me tonight...to continue what you didn't finish this morning?"

One Hundred and Fifteen Ursus Oil Painting Masters (Part 1)

Facing Tallulah's fiery gaze, Feng Qingyu habitually made the mistake of saying one thing and doing another.

"Big sister... I didn't think about it, I'm a serious person..."

Tallulah put a little more force on her hands and moved her face closer to her, so that the tips of their noses touched.

"No, you do. Just now...just now you said that sadness in your heart can be solved in other ways. Xiaoyu, I want to hug you..."

Feng Qingyu nodded first to calm Tallulah down. It seemed like there was still room for discussion, and it shouldn't develop into a quarrel.

She wasn't mentally ready for that yet.

"It's okay to hug... But, Big Sister, let go of my hand first, otherwise how can I hug you?"

Tallulah slowly loosened her hands and lay down on the pillow next to Feng Qingyu, then turned sideways and asked her for a sincere hug.

The beds in the cruise ship's guest rooms are very large and can accommodate four or five people at the same time, so there is more than enough space for the two of them to sleep together.

Although the space was large, the two of them were very close to each other, leaving plenty of space on both sides of the bed.

The last time they slept together was the night before Feng Qingyu joined Rhodes Island. Although they did nothing that night, they just drank some wine and lay in the same bed, and somehow slept until the next morning.

Nothing too out of line should happen tonight, Feng Qingyu thought.

Then, she held Tallulah in her arms, closed her eyes, and gently stroked Tallulah's back with her left hand. This could help calm her down. When Baihu was on the streets, he often did this to calm her down.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"have it."

Tallulah's breathing calmed down a little, but her heart was still beating fast and her body was as hot as a red-hot iron.

A tear slid out from the corner of her eye, fell on the pillow, and wet a small spot.

"Xiao Yu... I have a request, I hope you can listen to me."

"You said it, I'm listening."

"Kill me with my sword... while I am still conscious and have not committed any more crimes... Kill me."

She sat up and pulled out the black sword with an orange handle from under the bed.

After sobering up a little, Tallulah finally remembered why she came here - to take a vacation, and then die while on vacation, so that the person she trusted most would become the hero who killed the leader of the Reunion Movement.

Ino and Sasha were still young, and Tallulah couldn't bear to let them bear the guilt of killing herself. Chen was also impossible because she was her own sister.

Therefore, the only person who can be entrusted with this important task is Feng Qingyu.

"I have no other wishes. Perhaps only death can solve everything now... I also want to die without pain, but that is impossible. I can't commit suicide, but I hope to die in the hands of a trustworthy person. I am really greedy, hahahaha..."

Tallulah's laughter echoed in the room, revealing her despair to the fullest.

This made Feng Qingyu even more certain that she was hiding something from others. She had to find out tonight, no matter what.

Tallulah picked up the knife, handed it to Feng Qingyu, and tempted her to kill herself.

"Come on, it's okay. Just stab me hard in the heart and stop this sinful heart from beating. Then you will be the hero of Longmen, the hero of Ursus, and everyone's hero..."

Feng Qingyu took the sword from her hand, and then Tallulah closed her eyes, waiting for the sharp blade to pierce her chest and her breathing to stop.

If I hadn't drunk, I wouldn't have the guts to think about this. Death is scary, and the courage to face death is hard to come by.

Is it time to end it?

"Goodbye, Huijie. Goodbye, Xiaoyu. Goodbye, Ino and Sasha. Goodbye."

Before Tallulah could feel the excruciating pain of the sword piercing her chest, Feng Qingyu was so angry that he threw her sword to the ground, kicked her away, walked up to Tallulah, and slapped her hard.

"Asshole! You're just saying bullshit!"

An unknown person from Rhodes Island slapped the leader of the Reunion Movement in the face. This scene is enough to go down in history.

Tallulah was stunned by the slap. The slap hurt so much that her entire left face was numb. In her impression, Feng Qingyu was always a good-tempered girl, with a very good temper, and she would only get angry in very rare cases.

She had never seen Feng Qingyu so angry before. Her young heart was greatly shocked and she froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.

"Xiao Yu...I'm sorry."