Wutong poured wine into his cup, raised it and blinked: "There is no such thing, I am your friend. Me, Sora, and Paimon, we are all your friends."

Ayaka pursed her lips slightly and looked at the cup stretched out from the side. After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and smiled, raised the cup in his hand, and touched it gently: "Thank you, I, I'm very happy! Sorry... I'm really rude."

Paimon also touched his cup with tea, and said with a smile: "That's right, let it out if you have any emotions, don't hold it in."

Sora naturally raised his glass and nodded in agreement.

After drinking the wine in the cup, Ayaka smiled sweetly: "Yeah! So... I am also your important friend. I am really... very happy."

"That's right, we have always been like this. Whoever treats us well, we will treat him well. Friendship is very important and will affect many people! Just like your mother's notebook will also make you want to meet the person named Chun's people." Pamon put down his cup and said seriously.

"Well! Friendship is very precious to me, so I will cherish this fate with you."

Hearing Paimon and Ayaka suddenly mention Tsubaki, Sora first took the cup away from Wutong, then rubbed his chin: "So, who is the person named Tsubaki?"

"I have a preliminary guess about this matter."

"I'd like to hear the details." Kong was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Kamisato Ayaka.

"I think Tsubaki...maybe the fox angel!"

...?

"Fox Angel?"

Not only Sora, but also found that the faces of the other two people in front of him also had the same confusion. Ayaka nodded and explained: "Well, that's what I think. Because even I have never heard of my mother acting like this. This friend is so mysterious. He must be an expert who is rarely seen on ordinary days. Inazuma has had many anecdotes about the fox angel since ancient times. You have met Yaeguji-sama before, she is the fox angel! If we speculate in this direction, there may be other unknown fox angels on the land of Inazuma...and that Chun may be one of them."

"Wow, there are immortals in Rice Wife, too?" Paimon was very curious and sat in Wutong's arms after eating and drinking.

Although Wutong prevented her from accumulating food and asked her to get up, she still had no choice but to gently help rub her belly.

Kamisato Ayaka: "What you mean is..."

"Before coming to Daoshi, we went to Liyue. There are many immortals in Liyue. They fly in the sky, run on the ground, swim in the water, and are buried in the earth... they cover everything."

Well, leave the clouds to borrow the wind from the True Lord, and cut the moon to build the Yang True Lord. The one who swims in the water, according to Ocell, is considered an immortal, and the one buried in the earth...could it be Ruo Tuo?

Kong was briefly confused in his mind, and then he picked up the cup and continued drinking the wine as if nothing had happened. But it was said to be fermented wine, but Wutong actually mixed the cherry blossom fermented wine and sour plum juice for him.

The taste is...very novel.

It's just like the other person's confused and bad thoughts.

With a chuckle, Sora held Wutong's cup to his lips and enjoyed it. The cups were all divided wrongly. Being greedy is not a good idea. Although the alcohol content of the wine is low, it is not without alcohol. There is no chance that he will go anywhere else for a while. Although he has no objection to Wutong's sudden idea of ​​public confession, if he waits until he sobers up, I'm afraid that this rice wife will never set foot on Wutong again.

"Although I have seen similar statements in books, I was still very surprised when I heard it from someone's own mouth." Ayaka looked up at the sky that was under the same roof as other countries. In sight, you can see the familiar features of the eaves and the distribution of vegetation. Different from the fragrance of Inazuma's cherry blossoms, what are the different smells in the air in other countries? How would the buildings there be different from what she had seen since she was a child?

"As expected of Liyue...the ancient culture breeds the most beautiful legends, which is very exciting."

Wutong patted Paimon, and then stood up from his seat. Sitting all the time is not conducive to digestion: "Don't worry, there will always be a day. If you have a chance, you can go to Liyue together. Not only does it have a lot of delicious food, , and the scenery also feels different.”

"Really? Haha, that's great! But before that, you three, have you had enough?"

After tasting the wine in this glass for a long time, I was able to write an 800-word speech. I put it down decisively and stood up: "Of course."

Ayaka led the way for a few people, looked back and said with a smile: "Then let's go shopping again. Tomorrow morning, when I get the clothes, I will ask three people to come with me to witness the mysterious masters who exist in Inazuma. .”

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night.

Wutong nestled on the side of the sofa, leaning on the armrest, looking at the design drafts he had drawn one by one to see if there was any that could be taken out and modified. He planned to take the time to use it to sharpen his claws.

It was rare for Kong to tie up his hair with a leather band after taking a bath. After all, under normal circumstances, he would just cover his head with a towel, spread it down and wait for it to dry naturally. Maybe it's because the weather is really too hot these days.

Sora was reading a light novel with pink skin and gusto, and Wutong didn't even notice that he was looking at it for a long time. Normally, I would have already leaned forward to touch her with red ears. He also wanted to get an advantage and behave well, bring that handsome face that could bully the whole world closer, and ask quietly, have I pleased Ah Yu?

Wutong stopped unconsciously sketching a portrait on the paper, sat on his knees on the sofa, leaned over, stretched out his arm, and gently hooked Kong's chin with his finger.

He just put it on gently, flexing his long knuckles slightly. Just like a little hint, I scratched it twice like I was doing it every year.

Sora was stunned and turned his head. The feeling on his chin was itchy, causing him to cough twice. The next second, without a trace of hesitation, he put down the novel in which he had read the key plot, grabbed the hand that had teased him so much and wanted to withdraw it, leaned over and lightly bit his fingertips.

Then they shared a long and intimate kiss.

Wutong didn't often open her eyes during kisses, but she knew that Sora always did. Every time I think about this, it always makes me blush. This person has some weird habits.

But this time, for the first time, she kept her eyes open from the beginning of the kiss. It was also the first time that she clearly saw those innocent, innocent eyes that gradually turned aggressive and aggressive.

Originally it was just a hand being held, originally it was just meant to be a daily good night kiss, originally she wanted to kiss him and leave.

But Sora seemed to see her intention, and while kissing her, he pushed her to the sofa, hooked his fingers with hers and pressed them tightly.

The two heartbeats, so close together, were deafening. Wutong subconsciously wanted to pull Kong's braid hanging down the back of her head and ask him to stop kissing her, but her mind was already so confused that she forgot that Kong had already tied up all his hair because he was too hot.

The hand on Sora's shoulder tugged, and the damp blond hair was like a cage that suddenly fell, covering Wutong tightly.

In the thin light, those eyes, those loving and longing, smiling eyes.

It was about to burn her out.

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