What if I Write the Continuation of Romance as Lily

When Qiao Yu woke up, it was three poles in the sun.

She sat up from the bed, clutching her aching head and remembering what had happened.

"simply put."

At this time, the convenient and easy-to-use system opened up to answer her questions.

"It's the host who got drunk at the karaoke yesterday."

"..."

…It’s true, she has no memory at all. After all, where the wine came from, she’s been drinking it all the time--

"What the host thought was a drink was actually alcoholic."

"Who is drinking that kind of thing for minors?!"

So the system explained the cause and effect to Qiao Yu. Qiao Yuyi? At the beginning, he could still say indignantly that Cong Ye was a fool and chat with him. After hearing his drunk performance, he became more and more silent, until the last one. Don't say anything.

"--That's it. Finally, the hostess sent the host back to his home. I suggest that the host take a bath now."

"...Makes sense."

After returning yesterday, did Qiao die or not? Let others touch her and had to wash herself. As a result, she fell asleep while wiping her face and was almost suffocated by a wet towel. Mom and Dad Qiao had no choice but to wipe her face before moving her to the bed to let her sleep well.

So now Qiao Yu is still wearing yesterday's suit, and crumpled.

She smelled the neckline, and she still felt a faint smell of alcohol.

Although Qiao Yu has always been not very particular about dressing up, she always feels uncomfortable when she always loves to clean, so she hurriedly picked up her pajamas and rushed into the bathroom.

The water from the shower made her completely awake, she wiped the water off her face, but the depression in her heart lingered.

When she takes a bath, the system will dormant very gently to protect her privacy, so Qiao Yu now doesn't even have a person to talk to, so she can only reflect on the good things she has done on her own.

...So she kissed Lin Qing by mistake in pockygame yesterday, and then she was drunk and held someone else? Lin Qing kindly sent her home and she touched them—wow! Where's the smelly rascal!

She wailed and covered her face, sinking into a deep level of self-loathing.

Damn, if Cong Ye didn’t order the wrong drink--no? Okay? Okay? I want to blame others for my own problems, or I can only blame her for doing so? The drinks are still very poor, and it turns out to be another day. I just forgot about the aftermath of the drink? I thought it was a very bad physique... I opened my eyes and saw that my room was really good...

Or? It's because she can't remember the things she did. The only thing she can remember is when she kissed Lin Qing. For example, Lin Qing's lips are so soft, the smell on her body is good, and the reaction is super cute.

"Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Qiao Yu screamed and hugged his overheated head to calm himself down. As a result, he moved too much. He accidentally bumped the temperature adjustment **** to the highest level, and the screams in the bathroom immediately rose by eight degrees.

"It's hot————!!!"

"... Are you okay with Yuyu? There seemed to be a lot of movement upstairs just now."

At the dinner table, Ma Qiao looked at Qiao Yu anxiously, feeling that Zai Zai looked bad? Too good.

"It's okay...just the water is too hot..."

After taking a shower, not only did he not become refreshed, but he became even more tired. Qiao Yu touched the top of his hair sadly, praying that he would not lose his hair because of the accident just now.

"It doesn't matter, the host's hair roots are still very strong, but why does the host scald himself with hot water?"

That's good enough. Thank you for your message. It's reassuring. But shut up and don't remind me of it.

After being sternly ordered by Qiao Yu, the system obediently shut up, thinking that human beings are really weird.

"It seems that I haven't fully awakened the bar when I took a shower."

Dad Qiao put down his chopsticks, pointed out the crux of the problem sharply, and taught Qiao Yu his experience.

"Yuyu is young, don't you? You know, you should wash the wine in cold water before you wake up, and you will wake up immediately after ice-"

"Jing talks nonsense with the child, how can Yuyu withstand your sober sobering method?"

Qiao's mother glared at him before he finished speaking, and Qiao's father changed the subject happily.

"...Speaking of speaking, I haven't drunk much when I met such a big time. Now it seems that the amount of alcohol is not good?"

More than that, she basically had to say goodbye to the wine table based on her situation.

However, Qiao, who is the only daughter of Qiao's family, had no way of telling the truth.

"Well, you can drink something like alcohol! How about starting today, and having a drink a day with Dad!"

"Then your father and daughter are two? Are you drunk? Can I take care of it? Come here."

Mom Qiao's face is not good, don't you go to the father Qiao who immediately stopped, and show a gentle smile to Qiao Yu.

"Yueyudon listen to your dad's nonsense, he still pours a glass by himself."

... Isn't this? It's heredity! Her drinking is hopeless!

After knowing the truth behind it, Qiao felt pained to chew his meal, thinking that he would have to pay more attention to not drinking anymore, so he listened to Qiao’s mother to continue to soothe him: “It’s okay, because your father can’t drink it anyway. Two days later, you didn’t order much wine at your birthday party—"

"……Um?"

Qiao Yu moved his ears and looked up blankly from his rice bowl.

"My...birthday party?"

"Yes." Qiao's mother did not feel different, "Yuyu seems to be really drunk, isn't it? It's your birthday on October 6."

It seems there is such a thing!

On the day of wearing it, it was confirmed that the original body and her birthday are on the same day-the dragon-suit character that no one has set is convenient to use, and it is simply pasted into her shape. But this month has really happened, and the busy Qiao Yu Leng has forgotten his birthday.

But is she the first time she has heard about the birthday party?

As soon as the rice in the bowl is not fragrant anymore, Qiao Yu looked at Ma Qiao in horror, and asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Birthday and birthday parties mean... Let's have a meal together?"

"Uh-huh."

Mom Qiao nodded her head with a smile, and what she said afterwards shattered her fantasy without mercy.

"It's okay. There are not many people invited this year. Will the hotel be crowded?"

Did you even book a hotel to host your child's birthday party! Look, this is the rich man!

"I only invited some familiar old friends. It just so happened that our family and Cong's family are going to have a big cooperation recently. I will tell everyone on your birthday—"

Qiao Yu could not listen to the follow-up words at all. She imagined the scenes that might appear that day. As the protagonist of the birthday party, she was bound to be different and she didn't? The elders I knew or the birthday partners of my parents were chatting with each other. Okay? I have to go to the stage to cut a cake and make a wish in public.

Qiao Yu couldn't bear it? She was shivering, and she didn't think it seemed like she could resist this mild social fear.

...How could this happen? The children of rich people seemed to work harder than she thought. If her birthday is definitely to be celebrated, she really just wants to spend it normally, huh.

Qiao Yu gave birth to a bit of grief of "doing a job and hating a job" and ate two big mouthfuls of food with a frown.

It's really a leak in the house that has been raining all night long.

Joe met him back into his room and looked at the phone in his hand with a serious face.

I have to apologize to Lin Qing first.

She thought about the process calmly. In short, she had to apologize first, sincerely, with a low profile, and if necessary, she could even write a letter of regret every day to Lin Qing. It was annoying to see her.

After all, everything must be built on the basis that Lin Qing did not hate her, ah, but she must have snatched someone’s first kiss, didn’t she? No? It’s just a little bit that shouldn’t be counted, let’s say she is also--

Qiao Yuyi smashed his head into the pillow, and fiercely ordered himself to think about it again.

Apologize, yes, you have to apologize first.

Then I wanted to thank you for taking Lin Qing's hard work to transport her back? Thank you.

If she weren't drunk, she wouldn't have caused such troubles to others and could allow Lin Qingsong to go home from Ye-uh uh uh uh uh!

Qiao Yu hugged the pillow and rolled into a twisted shape on the bed. Shouldn't he regret it?

Think carefully about yesterday’s karaoke and the two people didn’t make any progress at all! Cong Ye and Lu Yao have made a little more progress! Damn, if pockygame replaced her with Cong Ye at that time——

……if?

Qiao Yu stood still for a moment, then sat up cross-legged with his hairy head.

Uh, uh-how to say-

…Weird, no? No matter how you imagine it, there is no way to construct a scene where the two of them eat the same pocky in your head, isn't it? It is difficult to put the two of them in any picture that can be called ambiguous.

Although reason told her that if such a thing happens, the instruction will probably be replaced by both of them at the same time, but...

She is obviously the hero and heroine of romance novels with excellent physiognomy, why can't she see the CP feeling at all...

Attributing all this to his impoverished imagination, Qiao Yu regained his strength with a subtly down-down mood.

Thank you, yes, after thanking you, you have to go to the main topic, which is to invite Lin Qing to her birthday party.

This incident clearly sounds very common, but it's horrible when there are only less than four days left before the birthday party, not to mention that the two of them are in a very delicate situation without making it clear...

Cong Ye and the others have probably known her birthday, but Lin Qing, who has only been around for a month, certainly has no way of knowing—as long as Cong Ye hasn’t mentioned it, he had better not yet!

It was too much to learn from other people that her friend was going to have a birthday party and had not invited herself. She didn't want to do such a rude thing to Lin Qing, she really just didn't remember it!

Okay, the order of actions has been decided. Qiao Yuyi hurriedly opened Lin Qing's chat interface and started typing.

Sorry Lin Qing, I did something like that yesterday...

……The words and sentences seem a bit strange.

Qiao Yu felt that he was too ambiguous, and the way he apologized did not feel too sincere, so he deleted it and hit again.

Didn’t you remember what happened to pockygame yesterday? I am very ashamed of myself for doing this kind of thing. I hope you can forgive me...

Qiao met him for a long period of time, and when he went back to check, he looked more and more wrong.

...It's so heavy, this will be regarded as a strange person in the past.

She silently deleted the dialog box, feeling deeply that everything is difficult at the beginning.

Eh! To apologize for such things must be straightforward! In short, first post "I'm really sorry about the pockygame thing!" Go over, and then follow Lin Qing's attitude!

Qiao Yu did what he said, shaking and began to make a third apology statement.

pocky——confirm, space, game——confirm.

Then Qiao Yu tremblingly clicked on the confirmation button that had become the send button, and immediately appeared in the dialogue interface between the two of them that she had no preface, pockygame, which meant nothing at all.

"Aha--?!"

How could you make such a low-level mistake at this time! What is she emphasizing? !

Feeling ashamed of his behavior of dropping the chain at a critical moment, Qiao Yu shed tears of despair in his heart.

Lin Qing looked at her phone in a daze after lunch.

It's already this time, should I send a greeting message to Qiao Yu? Nor? I know how she is drunk.

She hesitated for a while on the chat interface with Qiao Yu, and before she knew how to start, she saw Qiao Yu's name at the top suddenly changed to be typing.

"Um?"

Lin Qing opened his eyes wide in surprise, subconsciously holding his breath, staring intently at the phone waiting for Qiao Yu's news.

Then I stopped typing, started typing again after a while, and then stopped again.

Did not send a word for a long time.

Lin Qing guessed the entanglement and distress of the person on the other side of the screen.

Yeah, I got drunk before we could talk about it, surely not now? Know where to start.

Although he hadn't heard from Qiao Yu, Lin Qing's mood improved and he shook his legs childishly.

... I want you to struggle a little longer? I'm sorry.

Apologizing to Qiao Yu in his heart, Lin Qing smiled lightly, happy at Qiao Yu's clumsiness.

Since she would care so much, it's good.

It is much better than her to explain that it was accidental or not at all?

Lin Qing propped her face with one hand, and was in a good mood to touch Qiao Yu’s four-letter head portrait with "I want to learn" written in black on a white background-she changed it when she started tutoring. There was no time to change. If she shoots Qiao Yu now, will it scare her?

Before she could put the prank into practice, the phone suddenly shook, and a message rolled out from the bottom of the screen.

Joe Yu: pockygame

Lin Qing quickly shrank his hands and didn't shoot it out. She looked at the news in surprise, and her heart thumped wildly, only to see these two words and her face became hot. Thinking about why Qiao Yu is so straightforward, is it thinking--

["Qiao Yu" withdrew a message?]

Her high heartbeat almost stopped for a moment, and she blinked dazedly.

The two people across the phone screen, despite the different reasons, were both disturbed by these short two English words.