aircannonsinc Chapter 1123 Mavica: Mom, Mom
Chapter 1123 Mavica: Mom, Mom
Mavica was lucky, but not very lucky, because the first bottle of wine she picked up was the bottle of aged pirate rum that Shao Yun treasured.
After the wine was chilled, the spicy taste of the wine was temporarily covered up, and there was no obvious taste of alcohol when it first took a sip.
Mavica took a big gulp and felt her mouth filled with a sticky sweetness, as if she was drinking "bitter water" mixed with alcohol, and a bit like slime gel. The taste was so strange that she couldn't help but frown.
"Ahem... why is this wine so strange?" Mavica put down the bottle, covered her throat and coughed twice. The sticky feeling still lingered in her throat, making her feel very uncomfortable.
"It tastes like syrup, but it burns when I swallow it. Why does it taste like the sea?"
Ying stood aside, looking at Mavica's strange expression and listening to her description of the wine, and could only smile awkwardly.
She knew nothing about alcohol, only the origin of the wine, but she didn't understand why it tasted this way, so she could only say vaguely:
"Maybe... maybe it's a bar from out of town? It's normal that the taste is different from Nata's wine."
Mavica frowned and took another sip of the strange rum, but still felt that it tasted wrong.
But at the moment, her mind was full of thoughts of "getting rid of all worries by getting drunk", and she didn't care about the strange taste of the wine.
She shook her head, and based on the principle of "drink to death if you can't drink", she drank the bottle of rum in one gulp, picked up another bottle of wine, unscrewed the cap with a "click", and started to drink it again.
One bottle, two bottles, three bottles... the bottles of wine on the table were opened one by one and drunk one by one.
After drinking more than a dozen bottles of wine of various flavors, Mavica finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Her cheeks were abnormally red, and her eyes began to become blurry. She saw double when she looked at Ying across from her, and even the movement of raising her hands became a little slow.
Mavica has always had a good alcohol tolerance. As the God of Fire, her physique is different from that of ordinary people. She will never get drunk even if she drinks more than a dozen bottles of ordinary liquor.
(Aged Pirate Rum: Two bottles and you'll be drunk!)
Perhaps because the emotion of "broken love" was too heavy, the alcohol seemed to have found a breakthrough and easily paralyzed her nerves.
In fact, with her demonic power, she could easily get rid of the alcohol in her body with just a thought, making herself sober instantly. But she didn't do that.
Although the dizziness caused by alcohol is uncomfortable, it can temporarily numb her pain of heartbreak and prevent her from thinking about those troubles.
"Hmm..." Mavica put down the empty bottle in her hand and covered her forehead with her hands. She felt dizzy and even the dining table seemed to be shaking. Her stomach began to churn.
"Head... I feel dizzy..."
Ying looked at the table full of empty wine bottles, then looked at Mavica, who had a dazed look and had fallen silent, and felt a little worried.
She walked forward, gently patted Mavica's shoulder, and asked in a soft voice, "Mavica, are you feeling better now? If you're not feeling well, can I help you get some rest?"
At this moment, the alcohol completely took effect in Mavica's body. Her cheeks, which were originally just flushed, were now as red as a boiled shrimp just taken out of the pot.
She slumped in the chair, her eyes so vacant that she could hardly focus, and the perception of her facial senses also decreased a lot.
The sounds in her ears became unclear. Even when Ying was standing in front of her and talking, it sounded like they were coming from a long way away, intermittent and completely inaudible.
"Well, what did you say?" Mavica tilted her head slightly, looking at Ying with a dazed look in her eyes, her brows furrowed subconsciously, obviously not hearing what Ying had just asked.
She opened her mouth, wanting Ying to say it again, but as soon as she made a sound, her throat felt dry and astringent, and she could only make unclear mumbling sounds. She looked both pitiful and funny.
Ying looked at the scene in front of her, her heart full of confusion.
Mavica is the Goddess of Fire, even if she's a mortal. But... how could she get this drunk after drinking so little? Her alcohol tolerance is far too low...
She bent down and picked up the empty bottle of wine that Mavica had just finished drinking. She sniffed the bottle mouth and felt a strong smell of alcohol coming towards her, which choked her and made her frown.
"No, is this wine really that intoxicating?" Ying pondered the bottle, secretly wondering in her heart, could it be that the alcohol content of these wines is much higher than it looks?
Just as Ying was thinking, Mavica, who was originally slumped in the chair, suddenly stood up, her steps swaying unsteadily, as if she would fall at any time.
Before Ying could react, she rushed towards her, wobbling step by step, hugged Ying's waist tightly with her arms, buried her face in the hem of Ying's wedding dress, and suddenly burst into tears like a little girl who had suffered a great injustice and was seeking comfort from her mother.
"Wow... I'm so lonely..." Mavica cried loudly and aggrievedly, her tears instantly soaking Ying's wedding dress.
"Every night I come home to an empty bedroom, with no one to talk to... I'm so sad, ahhh..."
As she cried, she called out the names of her loved ones intermittently, her voice full of longing and helplessness.
"Dad, Mom, sister... I miss you so much! If you were still here, wouldn't there be someone to talk to me..."
Ying was at a loss for what to do with the sudden hug and crying. She stood there stiffly, not knowing where to put her hands.
I was afraid of hurting her feelings by pushing her away. I could only pat Mavicka's back gently and comfort her clumsily: "Don't be sad, don't cry, don't cry..."
"If you ever feel lonely, come find us at the ranch. We'll all be there to talk to you."
But the drunken Mavica didn't hear Ying's comfort at all. She hugged Ying's arms tighter, rubbed her head on Ying's skirt, and suddenly raised her tear-stained face, looked at Ying with a dazed look, and began to call "Mom".
"Mom! I miss you so much! I want to eat the flame stew you made, ahhhh!"
Ying looked down at Mavica, who was hugging her tightly in her arms and calling her "Mom" all the time, and her forehead was instantly filled with black lines.
What the hell is going on? I did give birth to a daughter, Xi, but who is Mavica?
One of the seven rulers of the mortal world is now hugging her and calling her mommy like a clingy child. This outrageous scene makes Ying wonder if this world has gone crazy after all?
Fortunately, when she was in Fontaine, she had the opportunity to see Navia acting crazy when she was drunk.
When the young lady got drunk, she sang and danced a strange dance, and even hugged Navia and called her "dear". Compared to that scene, Mavica just couldn't recognize the person and called her "Mom", which was considered "restrained".
This experience served as a kind of inoculation for Ying, allowing her to maintain her superficial calm.
After a while, Ying felt that Mavica's crying in her arms gradually subsided, leaving only intermittent sobs, and her head began to nod. It was obvious that she was tired of crying and felt sleepy.
Ying patted her back gently and thought to herself: It seems like it's time to send her to rest. I can't let her stay in the kitchen holding me all the time.
However, seeing that Mavica was almost unconscious, it was obvious that she could not go back to Nata's office, so Ying decided to let her rest at her home for one night.
She took a deep breath and adjusted her posture carefully.
She was wearing a pure white wedding dress, holding up the hem of her dress with one hand to avoid tripping over it.
The other hand passed through Mavica's armpit, put her arm around his neck, supported Mavica's limp body, and walked towards the second floor step by step with difficulty.
Ying plans to place Mavica in Shenhe's room.
Although it is Shen He's room, in fact, Shen He basically lives in the baby room in order to take better care of Xi. Shen He's own room is empty, which is just right for Mavica to stay for one night.
Mavica leaned weakly against Ying, moving with unsteady steps and mumbling something intermittently, making quite a noise.
Shao Yun and Shen He in the living room heard the sound and looked towards the stairs.
Ying was seen wearing a wedding dress, struggling to "carry" the drunken Mavica, looking both funny and hilarious.
(Ying: It’s over. What if my husband finds out the wine is gone? Urgent!)
Ying felt their gazes, her cheeks flushed slightly, she smiled awkwardly at them, and then said to Shen He:
"Shen He, can you let Mavica rest in your room tonight? She looks like she won't be able to go back to the office. Letting her stay here for a night will make me feel more at ease."
Shen He's eyes fell on Mavica's drunken and limp form, and he recalled the crying he had just heard.
Mavica's heart-wrenching cry was like the helplessness of a lost child who couldn't find his home.
"It's okay. I like living in the baby's room anyway."
Shao Yun had already stood up, with his fingers ready to step forward to help. After all, seeing Ying in her wedding dress struggling to "carry" Mavica, he wanted to lend a hand.
But before he could take a step, he heard Ying say: Go back to the bedroom and wait for me, I can handle it here.
Forced by Ying's request, Shao Yun could only go back to his and Ying's wedding room first. Ying went to send Mavica, who was about to lose consciousness, to Shen He's room to rest.
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