My love game is too abstract

"Serena, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Of course, what nonsense question is that?"

"Maybe we should just forget about it."

"Tsk, why are you being so fussy, you big man? I don't care, so what are you worried about? Hurry up and take your clothes off."

"I'll take them off myself, don't you tear them!"

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah."

"I'm coming in, Yarrow."

"Hisss, no, no, too painful, pull it out first!"

"It's already in, why would I pull it out? What are you thinking!"

"Augh!"

"Tsk."

Serena pulled out the needle, looking at him with disgust.

"You're screaming like that just from a shot? Are you a child?"

Yarrow rubbed the injection site on his shoulder and sighed.

"I've never chickened out of anything in my life, except for needles. When I was five, I went to get a shot, and the nurse took the syringe away but left the needle in my arm. I've had a phobia of needles ever since."

"That's really awful for you." Serena began tidying up the medical tools.

Yarrow moved his arm and asked, looking at her, "Are you sure that's all there is to it?"

"Yeah, in about an hour or so, your body should be fully adapted to all types of alchemical potions."

"I didn't expect the alchemical potion adaptation agent to be an injection," Yarrow said, rubbing the still slightly numb injection site.

They were currently in the basement that had been cleaned out, and all of Serena's alchemy equipment had arrived, turning it into her little alchemy workshop.

For Yarrow and Tao Hu's upcoming treasure hunt in the secret realm, she planned to brew a few useful potions for them to take along beforehand.

Alchemical potions generally don't have much toxicity, but after all, everyone's constitution is different, and the better the effect of the alchemical potion, the more uncertain factors there are. There had been precedents of people breaking out in pustules all over their bodies after drinking a bottle of magic-enhancing potion, so there was such a thing as an alchemical potion adaptation agent.

In the past, Yarrow hadn't been able to come into contact with many potions, and his body alone could withstand the toxicity, but now that Serena's pharmaceutical equipment had all arrived, there would be more types he could drink in the future, so he had Serena inject him with the adaptation agent.

After waiting for about two hours, Serena brought him a small bottle of pale yellow potion.

"Try this. This is the Yellow Seaweed Potion, which can bring night vision. It's also the potion that causes the most adaptation symptoms. If you don't experience symptoms like skin itching after drinking it, then you've developed potion adaptability."

Yarrow took it, shook the pale yellow liquid in the bottle, closed his eyes, and downed it in one gulp.

After a moment, Serena asked, "How is it?"

"No abnormal symptoms," Yarrow said, feeling it out.

"Then try the potion's effect." Serena turned off the fluorite lamp, and the basement fell into darkness, with only a faint blue flame flickering under the crucible.

After a while, Serena asked:

"How's the effect? Can you see things clearly?"

"Serena," Yarrow's voice trembled slightly.

"What's wrong? Is the effect bad? Are there other problems?" Serena asked quickly.

"No, the night vision effect is there, and..."

"And what?"

"And there's also a see-through effect."

Serena was stunned for a moment, then frowned:

"Don't joke around. I mixed it according to the normal formula. There are only two possibilities: it works or it doesn't work. How could it have an extra see-through ability?"

"But it really does," Yarrow looked her up and down.

"The underwear you're wearing today has blue ribbons, right?"

Serena was startled, then her face turned completely red, and she quickly covered her body, her voice flustered and incredulous:

"No, no, impossible! How could a night vision potion... how could it have a see-through effect!"

"How would I know? But the scenery is indeed quite nice. This potion even comes with its own lighting, so all the details are crystal clear," Yarrow said, staring seriously at Serena.

"Pervert! You, stop looking! Close your eyes quickly!" Serena covered her body, turned around, her face flushed, and shouted at him in embarrassment.

"Haha..."

Yarrow chuckled and said humorously, "I'm just kidding. There's no see-through effect at all. I accidentally saw your underwear when you squatted down just now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a delicate little fist, carrying a gust of wind, had already arrived in front of his face.

After being chased out of the basement by Serena, Yarrow returned to the house, covering his reddened left cheek.

"Heartless woman, not even giving me a recovery potion."

He muttered, opened the door, and happened to see Tao Hu in the living room putting a flower coin necklace on Ji Xiaofei.

"This can ward off evil and ensure safety. Your luck might even get better after wearing it."

Tao Hu put the necklace on her, and Ji Xiaofei picked up the flower coin on her neck and smelled it.

"It smells good, with a hint of pine oil."

"Because there's pine oil juice in the materials," Tao Hu said.

She turned her head, saw Yarrow walking over, and picked up another flower coin from the coffee table and handed it to him.

"Here, Yarrow, this is yours."

"Oh, thank you."

Yarrow took it. The front of the coin had been painted red. Because the coins of the other world were not perforated, Tao Hu had woven a small net to hold the coin.

"Little Fox is quite skillful," Yarrow thought, looking at the neatly woven red string.

Using the coins of the other world to make flower coins was still a bit strange, but he still put it around his neck.

At this time, he noticed that there were two more strung flower coins on the coffee table.

"These two are..." Yarrow asked, pointing.

"Oh, this one is for Serena, and this one is for Zexia," Tao Hu said.

She picked up one of them and said to Yarrow with some difficulty, "Yarrow, please give this one to Zexia. I can't really talk to her."

In this house, Tao Hu, Ji Xiaofei, and Serena all got along quite well, except for that lazy silver dragon who never left her room.

Although Zexia's personality was a little better now, she was still a bit difficult to deal with, and she stayed in her room every day except for eating, going to the bathroom, and bathing, and didn't communicate with anyone else.

"Okay, leave it to me," Yarrow took it.

Arriving at Zexia's door, just as he was about to knock, he found the door was ajar.

He pushed the door open and saw Zexia sitting cross-legged on the floor with her back against the door, her long silver hair hanging down to the floor, her little wings folded, and her tail resting quietly on the floor.

He walked up and found her looking at a book on her lap, supporting her chin with one hand.

"Zexia." Yarrow called her from behind.

"!"

Unexpectedly, this call actually startled the dragon. She suddenly stood up, and the book on her lap flew out.

When she saw that it was Yarrow behind her, her contracted golden vertical pupils relaxed calmly.

The silver dragon breathed a sigh of relief, patted her flat chest, and then angrily threw the book on the floor at Yarrow:

"Dragon Mama, can't you knock! You scared this king to death."

Yarrow reached out and caught the flying novel, saying with some amusement:

"When did you become so timid?"

He saw the title of the book in his hand:

"The Jobert Detective Case Files."

"Detective novels? You've taken a liking to this again?"