Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Wutong hesitated: "...No, no."

"Well, that's it."

It's like being punished for making a mistake, but when I go out for a while, I become even more rigid. Moreover, he seemed to hear the sound of paper being crumpled. He kept his hands behind his back. Did he bring something back?

Sora closed the book and put it aside, tilting his head: "Why don't you come and sit?"

After being asked this question, I suddenly felt that I was a little too cautious. However, Wutong took half a step forward, suddenly stopped, and asked stutteringly: "You, aren't you angry?"

Being so cautious, could it be that someone was spreading rumors behind his back that he would be very scary when angry?

This is simply alarmist!

"No, I'm not angry." Sora tried to appear gentle and approachable. Try your best to show Wutong visibly that you are really not angry anymore.

The right smile, the handsome face that caters to her at 360 degrees, and the eyes that look as affectionate as a dog.

Wutong felt a little sour, lowered her eyes, and picked at the yellow rose in her hand. After walking closer, she mustered up the courage to stuff the flowers and herself into the other person's arms: "How about... you should be angry again." Come on. I haven’t started coaxing you yet.”

"...You have coaxed me now." Kong held Wutong lying on him with one hand and held the yellow rose in the other. He actually doesn't know much about flowers, but he happens to know that sending yellow roses means apologizing to others. The flowers are still very fresh, and some even have half-open buds. The petals in the center are overlapping with a hint of orange, and the color becomes lighter as they go outwards, until they turn into milky yellow.

However, the light-colored patterned paper wrapping the branches was wrinkled, and if you look closely, there was an inconspicuous hole. It was cleverly covered with a ribbon. It turns out that the sound of rattling that I heard earlier was this.

Wutong pursed her lips. The words she had learned from Angel's Gift and Parents before she came back, the apology quotes she had compiled, and her thoughts all disappeared at this moment. I just remember that Kaiya took advantage of the topic to end and secretly told her in her ear when the meeting was over, saying that if you go back and see Sora still looking depressed and sullen, you should go up and kiss him.

Ever since, Sora was still thinking about where to put the flowers. Although it meant an apology, this bouquet of flowers was packaged very nicely. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Wutong forcefully punched her in the face.

Soft lips covered her, followed by unstructured kisses, wet licks, and some hasty explorations.

Unfortunately, sometimes, the more anxious you are, the less important you will get. During the intermission, Wutong looked up to the sky and sighed. He felt that even his kissing skills were terrible. He was like an idiot. He couldn't understand the problems and couldn't coax people: "I'm so stupid..."

Kong glanced at the watch hanging on the wall to make sure that Paimon had fallen asleep at this point, and whispered: "Not stupid, not stupid, Ayu, I can teach you."

And if you talk about teaching, you are really teaching.

The grinding between lips, the touch of tongue tip dancing together, from a sticky peck to a deep kiss full of lustful entanglement and gasping, guided and demonstrated step by step.

It was obviously the one with the lower head raised, but unexpectedly he was the one in charge.

Wutong knelt on the other side, closed his eyes and lowered his head, putting his hands on Sora's shoulders.

Sora was holding a rose in one hand and stroking Wutong's back with the other. At the same time, when Wutong was young and clumsy and didn't know what to do next, he groaned subconsciously in confusion. With trembling eyelashes, she suppressed the impulse that was about to explode in her heart, choosing to remain indifferent and wait and see.

However, after all, the purpose is still to deceive people, Wutong will open his eyes from time to time, with red eyes to see Kong's reaction. There was no sound, I closed my eyes and opened them again. Submit to the other person and let the other person observe. But when the lips separated, when he raised his hand to wipe away the hanging silver trestle, he couldn't help but use too much force: "...Congratulations, you learned it."

"Well, are you happy?"

Sora was silent for a few seconds, then repeated the action of closing and opening his eyes again: "Yeah."

"Actually, those words I said in the morning... I didn't mean to leave you behind, really. Whether it was before or after death. I just... you know, there is a word in my family, it's love that lasts forever. I don’t want you to hang here. Sora, you are very good, so I just want you to have a better ending."

For a moment, Wutong thought of something and said something, hoping that Sora could understand what she meant. She followed her father Jin at home, and her mouth and the language area of ​​her brain were stuck one after another, for fear that what she said would not convey what she meant.

"I know, after parting, everything I looked at had the shadow of that person. I missed my mother so much. After I became an adult and my face grew old, one day, in the mirror, my heart suddenly recognized Mother's eyes. That feeling is really uncomfortable. It's like being strangled by the neck and unable to breathe for a long time. So, Kong, I don't want you to feel so uncomfortable."

Kong rubbed the hairpin in Wutong's hair. He always liked to wear this hairpin with ginkgo leaves for his partner: "I understand, Ah Yu, but unfortunately, I can tell you for sure that I can't do it."

"Well, you can't do it no matter what."

"I can't do it no matter what. Compared to you being willing to die for me, I still prefer that you are willing to live for me." Kong sighed. In fact, it was not just the past two days, but several times. It just happened that the recent outbreak was very serious. . It's not that he hasn't tried to educate himself, but it's an obvious failure. He can't accept it no matter what he thinks.

"I'm sorry, by then, I might not be able to do as well as Qingqiu. Besides, you should have noticed by now that I very much hope that you will become an immortal species, although you are now - perhaps, there is a high probability that you are already an immortal species."

Wutong, who accepted this, did not think he was resisting. After knowing that he was used as a container for the devil and was resurrected once, he almost regarded himself as an immortal species. As for the remaining suspicion, it all depends on the fact that the first half of her childhood in Mondstadt was no different from that of ordinary people, and she grew taller every year.

"...You and Qingqiu, you two are long-lived ones, why don't you switch to short-lived ones? Let me go."

Kong pinched the back of the other person's neck, pressed down, and apologized again: "I'm sorry, Ah Yu. I can't do it. So, I hope you will do well and don't act like a scammer, defrauding me of my feelings, and then suddenly die." Fall off. I’ll leave a shadow.”

Wutong didn't know if this was an advantage or not, so he asked sincerely: "Why do you like me so much? Is it a filter after falling in love?"

As he went upstairs to his room, Kong paused and raised his eyes. On the other hand, he was helpless: "Your cognitive bias about yourself is greater than I thought. But it's also because I didn't think carefully. I only said that I like you, but I didn't really praise you."

Ah Yu is a very good girl.

Not only are you beautiful, your beauty is the least worth mentioning advantage of you, but it is also the most intuitive and obvious, so I'd better praise you.

Paimon was right, your eyes are like Mora's, and to me, your eyes are like stars. You say you like yellow stars, and your eyes are yellow stars.

And your hair color is not like the ocean under the sun as poets are tired of praising it, but it is like the dangerous and mysterious sea in a certain world I have seen.

It snows all year round, and the sea breeze whips up the waves and beats them on the rocks, which is so cold that it seems to freeze the bones to pieces.

The sea there is from blue to black in color. Sky, coast, cliffs. Like a picture, with loneliness and sharpness. It's gray and white.

Therefore, when you generally don’t smile, or your face becomes cold and angry, it won’t be scary. Ah, it may look terrible to your enemies, but it looks even more beautiful to me.