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The scenery in front of me was as clear as ever, but the quiet path suddenly became noisy, like the sound of a heartbeat.

Adorned with magnolia-shaped spherical lamps, the robin's half-closed eyes are somewhat misty, its lake-green pupils seeming to be shrouded in fog.

The night breeze playfully brushed against her delicate collarbone and slender arms, tossing her romantic, pale purple curls...

"Your eyes are so beautiful, more beautiful than a sky full of stars."

Qiong didn't mean it; she was just stating the facts.

At this moment, the robin's eyes are more beautiful than any jewel.

A slightly tipsy atmosphere, mixed with a faint aroma of wine, lingered between the two.

"..."

These words made the robin pause for a moment.

Qiong could sense the changes in the girl in his arms.

Her breath reeked of alcohol, her face was flushed, and her eyes, though feigning calm, held a hidden, dreamy look. Her slender hands, which clung to her arm through her thin T-shirt, conveyed a soft, warm touch, and extended down her fair neck to the undulating curves of her snow-white skin.

"Feel sorry……"

The robin instinctively apologized and pressed his hand against Qiong's chest, trying to get up.

She could feel the warmth of his arms and the strong heartbeat of the hand she placed on his chest.

"An apology."

Qiong's fingers, tickling her slightly, gently brushed across her soft hair, finally lingering on the edge of her moist and alluring lips.

"Shouldn't you show some...real gesture, my big star?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly and kissed the fragrance that was even more intoxicating than fruit wine.

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Volume 1: Chapter 764 You're so handsome!

"That wretched Qiongzai, he didn't take me with him again! I'll beat him to a pulp!"

The Star Core Spirit's resentful shouts echoed throughout the room, accompanied by muffled thuds.

The tiny pink fists, capable of piercing steel, pounded repeatedly on the Pineapple Snowflake doll.

The poor doll was deeply dented under the berserk attack, smashed into a pineapple cake shape.

What's wrong with her this time?

Haitu glanced at the Star Core Spirit, who was surrounded by a tangible black aura of resentment, on the sofa, and turned to ask March 7, who was carefully checking her shopping list on her phone.

"You lost the crystal snatching battle to Sora? Or did Sora switch your breakfast with Himeko's coffee again?"

"I don't know."

March 7th didn't even lift her head, her pink hair swaying gently as she shook her head, her tone carrying a hint of resentment at being disturbed from her peaceful dream.

"I heard her squeaking and screaming last night."

"They woke me up."

She was clearly already used to the daily banter and teasing between the two gray-haired guys.

This is an indispensable yet bizarre link in the train ecosystem.

No matter how fiercely they fight during the day, they become a loving couple at night. Not only can March 7th not understand this, but even Himeko and Uncle Yang are speechless.

"Didn't Brother Qiong come back last night?"

She wore a white hooded sweatshirt with a cat paw print apron over it, and her navy blue hair was tied in a ponytail, revealing the white skin at the back of her neck.

Bai Xier approached carrying a plate of delicate snacks, which she had recently learned from a food blogger's tutorial.

"Huh? Isn't he back yet?"

March 7th paused in front of the refrigerator, choosing her daily ice cream, and tilted her head to think for a moment.

"It seems...so it is."

"Ah~"

A raccoon rolled over from the other end of the sofa, and Xing grabbed a pastry made by Xier and stuffed it into her mouth.

While chewing, he looked at March 7 with an extremely complex gaze, a mixture of pity and "this child is hopeless," shaking his head.

"Ah Xing, what's with that expression?"

Sensing a strange, disappointed look from someone, March 7th raised an eyebrow in annoyance.

"Are you secretly talking bad about me in your heart...? I feel like you're saying I'm stupid again."

How could that be?

Xing immediately sat up straight, her expression switching to one of utmost sincerity, her tone resolute.

"Our Ah Qi is incredibly clever and quick-witted!"

"Hmph~ That's more like it."

March 7th proudly raised her little face.

"On the train, I was second only to Qiongzai, myself, Seele, Bronya, Brownie, Danheng, Uncle Yang, and Himeko..."

Xing counted on his fingers.

March 7th was stunned for three seconds before it reacted, then flew into a rage and pounced on Xing with its claws outstretched.

"Fine, you dare call me the dumbest person on the train? Take this!"

The two girls were fighting on the sofa.

Xing thought to herself, "No wonder he's Ah Qi."

If you had even half the energy of a firefly, Qiongzai wouldn't be able to get off the train.

We're back!

As the two were playfully bickering, the door was pushed open, and Qiong, covered in bags and packages, and Zhibing, carrying two full bags of packaging, walked in.

"Qiong, Robin, you two yesterday..."

The question about March 7th had barely begun when all my attention was drawn to the dazzling array of packaging bags.

Wow! So much stuff!

What are all these?

The little duck, wearing a beige apron and having just put the cake base into the oven, also curiously came over.

"These are gifts I prepared for everyone."

The robin's cherry lips curled slightly, a gentle smile playing on its lips. Its ear feathers trembled, gleaming white in the sunlight, like the wings of an angel.

"Robin, you seem a little different from yesterday?"

On March 7th, the image of the angel descending in holy light momentarily stunned him. He blinked, as if he had discovered something strange.

"Different? Are they...?"

Two intoxicating blushes appeared on her exquisite face. The robin's eyes darted away unconsciously, a hint of indescribable languid charm lingering between her brows.

"Yes, sisters, yes."

March 7th immediately entered detective mode.

"I feel like your demeanor has changed a little bit. You seem more... more... well, you know, a bit 'that' about it, you know? A very 'that' feeling!"

On March 7th, he stammered and gestured with his hands for a long time, but couldn't find the right adjective.

But the results were outstanding.

The robin's cheeks visibly grew redder and redder, almost as if they were about to bleed.

“Xier felt that the robin sister today had a motherly feel to her.”

Bai Xier's sudden soft whisper delivered a fatal blow.

"Mom—Mom?!"

The word seemed to possess a magical power, instantly making the robin blush with embarrassment and its ear feathers tense up.

"Mother?"

Upon hearing this, the star, who had been whistling, gradually became wiser, raised its eyebrows, and stared at the robin's soft belly.

Will there be bird eggs?

Based on the feedback from empathy, Xing knew very well that she had entered the Bird's Nest yesterday.

"Bird eggs?"

Xing's words were like a grenade thrown into the room, leaving her friends dumbfounded. Although they were somewhat used to it, Xing's way of thinking still shocked them.

March 7th stared in surprise.

The robin frantically flapped its ear feathers and quickly explained:

"No, although the Sky Ring Clan has wings, they are not birds, so how could they lay eggs?"

"What? You didn't lay eggs before?"

The star was greatly shocked, leaving the robin both amused and exasperated.

"Where did you hear such strange knowledge from?!"

"From reading notebooks."

Xingyi said righteously.

"When Qiongzai and I were reading doujinshi and Liu Bei stories together, all the Celestial Ring Clan characters in them were egg-laying!"

Robin: "..."

For a moment, she didn't know whether to focus on reading the book with Xingqiong or on the Tianhuan Clan placing an order.

"Stop watching those weird things."

The robin sighed, its voice tinged with helplessness:

"I don't even dare to ask you how many misunderstandings you still have about the Celestial Ring Clan..."

Although it was indeed strange to Robin that Xing and Qiong were reading doujinshi together, considering their relationship—well, what kind of relationship do she and Xing have now?

Are they considered a couple?

After all, she and Qiong are essentially the same person.

Qiong even said that Xing could sense it simultaneously when the two of them were doing that kind of thing.

This left the robin somewhat at a loss as to how to face her.

"Um, for example, the ear feathers of the Celestial Ring Clan are sensitive spots?"

Xing asked somewhat uncertainly.

"This is true."

Qiong said that she had personally tried and verified this.

This caused the blush that had faded on the robin's face to return, and she quickly changed the subject with the gift in her hand.

"Wow, what an adorable four-leaf clover hair clip with colorful lights! I love it so much, thank you, Robin!"

On March 7th, she picked up the hair clip, her eyes sparkling.

“I think this green four-leaf clover suits you perfectly without the lights on.”

Xingxing leaned closer, her face full of earnestness.

"is it?"