RPAGF Chapter 268 Furina Goes Crazy Too
Chapter 268 Furina Goes Crazy Too
Chapter 268 Funina Goes Crazy Too
Although Funina claimed she wasn't drunk, judging from the fact that Qiuhe had seemingly mastered the art of creating clones in her eyes, Funina was practically intoxicated.
"Eh~? Qiuhe, how come you've changed so much? Hahaha, alright, Qiuhe, you secretly learned the clone technique and didn't even tell me, hmph."
Funina clenched her fists and put them on her hips, snorted, pouted, and turned her head away. Qiuhe smiled awkwardly at this.
"Fu, Funina, you must have drunk too much. You're probably drunk. You should take care of yourself and rest for a while..."
Before Qiuhe could finish speaking, Funina suddenly and swiftly raised her leg high and slammed it onto the table with a loud thud. Qiuhe's body jolted violently, and her eyes widened as she stared at Funina's slender, jade-like leg resting on the table.
Funina's cheeks flushed as she looked down at Qiuhe, who sat across the table. The next second, Funina pushed off the ground with her left foot and leaped onto the table, looking down haughtily at Qiuhe.
Qiuhe:..........
After an awkward silence, Funina kicked her feet to both sides, knocking all the plates off the table. Qiuhe froze for a few seconds, then quickly glanced back and forth at the broken plates on the floor.
Qiuhe:? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Seeing that there were no extra items on the table, Funina moved forward a step and finally sat down on the edge of the table next to Qiuhe.
His left leg dangled down, while the other leg remained on the table. His left hand rested on the edge of the table, and his other hand was on his leg. He was staring at Qiuhe with the kind of look one might give a puppy.
Qiuhe:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
After staring at Qiuhe for a while, a cat-like smile appeared on Funina's lips, and she reached out and pinched Qiuhe's cheek.
"Hey, little brat, what did you just say about this water god? That I'm drunk? Humph, how ridiculous, hiccup. I am the god of Fontaine, the ruler of a nation, and you dare say I'm drunk? You dare to underestimate a god, pretty boy, you've got some nerve!"
Qiuhe's speech was somewhat muffled as his face was pinched. "Ugh, Fu, Funing..." Before Qiuhe could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed in Funingna's eyes.
"Hmm? What did you call me?" "Uh, I, I meant, Water, Water God, I didn't mean that. I just saw you looked really tired. You've finished eating, so why don't you rest a bit earlier, ugh..."
Upon hearing this, Funina smiled with satisfaction, then pulled Qiuhe slightly before letting go. Qiuhe's face suddenly bounced back, causing him to rub his face in pain.
Then, Funina stood back on the table and gracefully leaped forward to the ground. With two unsteady steps,
Fu Ningna staggered to Qiuhe's side and leaned against his back, draping her arms over his shoulders. She gently pinched his chin, looking at him provocatively.
"Hmph, since you know I am the Water Goddess, you should understand that standing before you is the supreme being of Fontaine, Lady Funina. What's wrong?"
Is this how you treat a god? Come on, pretty boy, give this god a smile. Perform well, and if I'm happy, perhaps this god can forgive your offense.
Hearing Funina's soft words in his ear, and her teasing tone, Qiuhe froze in his chair, his mouth agape.
If he hadn't transmigrated to Teyvat, Qiuhe would never have imagined that Frinna would have such a side when drunk. The scene was extremely awkward, and Qiuhe sat in his chair as if he had floated away, not saying a word.
At this moment, Fu Ningna suddenly froze for some reason. She saw him slowly raise his head, revealing two beady eyes, and a ring of garbled code appeared above his head, as if his brain was frantically loading something.
After a moment of seemingly deep thought, Funina slowly lowered her head to look at Qiuhe's chest. The next second, Funina reached down and slipped her hand inside Qiuhe's bra, actually groping his breasts.
Qiuhe felt a shiver run from his feet to the top of his head, as if he had been electrocuted.
Funina: . . . . . .
"Why are yours so small?" Fu Ningna blurted out. Qiuhe instantly sprang up, quickly ran to the wall, leaned against it, grabbed his collar with both hands, pulled it up, and looked at Fu Ningna, sweating profusely.
"Fufufufu, Funina, wake up!" Watching Qiuhe run away, Funina slowly straightened up from the back of her chair and turned to look at Qiuhe leaning against the wall.
At this moment, he was like a frightened rabbit. Fu Ningna slowly revealed a sly smile. "Ha~? Why are you covering your chest? Did you hide something in your clothes? How dare you bring dangerous items into a god's room! I'll personally capture you today!"
"Hey! Hey! Don't grab me like that! Ah, ahhhhhh!!!" A long, chaotic scene unfolded in Funina's room.
Finally, Funina grabbed Qiuhe and threw him onto the bed, then straddled him, pinning his hands down and pressing her to the bed.
Qiuhe struggled to open his eyes and looked at Funina, whose face was flushed and whose expression clearly screamed "rogue." Qiuhe tried to struggle, but was shocked to find that Funina's grip was incredibly strong, pressing down on his arm so tightly that he couldn't move it at all.
As Qiuhe looked panicked, Funina, straddling him, slowly bent down, gradually getting closer to Qiuhe's face with a wicked grin.
"Hiccup, hmph, pretty boy, trying to run away? Hmph, you think you can escape the palm of this water god? Behave yourself and don't move!"
As she spoke, Funina grabbed Qiuhe's collar and started tearing at it. "Hmph, don't struggle, you can't escape, hiccup—, this god is going to teach you a lesson today, so you'll know the consequences of offending a god! Hurry up! Take off your clothes! Hand over your weapon!"
Seeing this, Qiuhe struggled even more, grabbing Funin's wrists with both hands, "Ahhhhh! Stop it! Don't pull it! Your clothes will tear if you keep pulling! Help! Someone help! Violet! Funin is being a pervert!!!"
Qiuhe screamed and shouted incessantly, while his outer clothes had already been ripped open by Funina, and even the collar of his underwear showed signs of being torn by Funina.
Akikawa wanted to stop her, but he was afraid of hurting Funina if he used too much force. However, Funina, who was drunk, was surprisingly strong, and he couldn't push her away without using his full strength.
Just as Qiuhe was being tormented, the room door was suddenly pushed open, and Funinna, who was straddling Qiuhe, immediately turned her head to look. She then saw Vilette standing in the doorway, looking in her direction.
At that moment, what Villette saw was Akikawa, disheveled, pinned down by Funina, who was tearing at Akikawa's last remaining shirt.
Navilette: ...........
After a brief silence in the room, Navelette gently closed the door, and two seconds later, she pushed it open again. When she opened the door once more, Funina was standing in front of it, squinting at Navelette in the doorway.
“Navilet, don’t you know you have to knock before entering a god’s room? Don’t you understand even this most basic courtesy?” Navilet also caught a whiff of Funina’s breath as she spoke.
The strong scent of wine emanating from Funina, the flushed face of the man, and the mess in the room with broken plates scattered everywhere...
Vilette seemed to understand what had happened, but seeing her expressionless and unresponsive demeanor, Furnessa, hands on her hips, took two steps forward with a slightly arrogant expression.
"Hey, Navelette, I'm talking to you! Why are you standing there like a block of wood?" Navelette sighed helplessly.
He raised his scepter and waved it lightly. Suddenly, several tiny water droplets condensed in the air and dripped onto Funina's face.
As the water droplets patted her face, Funina felt dizzy and swayed, almost falling backward. Vilette immediately rushed forward and caught her.
By now, Funina appeared to have sobered up; the flush on her face had faded, and her steady breathing suggested she was asleep.
Navelette finally helped Funina back to bed. Seeing Funina now calm and sleeping peacefully, Navelette glanced at Qiuhe beside her, who looked utterly ravaged and disheveled.
Qiuhe glanced to both sides and finally concluded that Nawilet was looking at him. "Hey, Nawilet, what kind of look is that? It's your Water God who's being a scoundrel! I'm the victim!"