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

After chatting for a long time in front of the stall selling grilled tiger fish, Wutong carried the hot grilled tiger fish, puffed at the grilled sausage in his hand, and took a bite. While wandering around, my eyes wandered to other stalls. From time to time, I would ask Yao if there was anything he wanted to eat, and from time to time he would slow down and watch the chefs on the roadside showing off their fried rice skills.

Many stall owners recognized him, and without exception, they all greeted Wutong enthusiastically. Yao also received many titles because of this, such as Wutong's brother, Wutong's father, Wutong's uncle and uncle, etc.

Sure enough, girls eat staple food in one stomach and snacks in another.

Yao nodded while holding the mung bean cake that Harvest Wutong had long praised.

Maybe it’s because the Hai Lantern Festival is approaching, and today is another good day. Many stalls charge less money than before. In addition, Wutong’s beauty and sweet taste make me walk all the way there with a lot of delicious food in my arms.

Looking up at the Qunyu Pavilion hanging in the sky, Wutong calculated the time: "Well, it's probably over there now. I'll take Mr. Zhe to Wangshu Inn. Haha, I remembered that the last time Mr. Zhe came, he was also at Wangshu Inn. Woolen cloth."

Yao patted the crumbs on his hands and praised: "Wangshu, I always think this is a good name."

"Indeed, the inn is well built. When we get to Guiliyuan later, you might like it more if you see it from a distance. And there are many beautiful scenery in Liyue. I have taken pictures of them. I will show them to my husband when I go back."

"I heard from Zhongli that you published a picture album, right?"

Recalling the content of the painting, the tips of Wutong's nervous ears turned red. For a moment, even his tone of voice was a little weak: "Yes, the paintings are all about the architectural landscapes at home...and other places..."

Yao chuckled helplessly: "Why are you nervous? I haven't said anything yet. Don't be afraid. Paintings will be painted. Special cases will be treated with special treatment. If these things can make you full in this world, of course I will turn a blind eye. Only one eye."

"Hehe..." Wutong touched the tip of her nose. She had indeed made a lot of money with this thing. So now, there is no problem for her to spend the mola she earned on her husband: "If nothing else happens, the Hai Lantern Festival will start to warm up tomorrow. Then I will take my husband to the port to go shopping, and he can buy whatever he wants. I have money, lots and lots of it!”

Fortunately there are few people here. Yao stretched out his hand and knocked the girl in front of him, "I'm the richest. I can't spend the money. Come and help me." He sighed: "Don't show your wealth. There's nothing special you want, sir. I just want to be with you. By the way, in a while." I don’t want to meet your two friends, tell me about them.”

"..."

"what happened?"

Wutong showed a more guilty and embarrassed expression than when Yao knew she was making money from non-commercial attractions, her eyes wandered and she pretended to be calm: "No..."

Yao narrowed his eyes: "...There are people in this world who can deceive me, but obviously you are not one of them. Tell me, what's wrong?"

"..." Wutong hesitated to speak, then he raised his head to look at Yanyao's expression, tightened the snack bag in his arms, bit his lips, lowered his head and continued to sing at the volume of a mosquito. The words were sticky: "It's my boyfriend."

?

Yao stopped and grabbed the little girl beside him who was walking forward. After the sound of the wind rustling the leaves passed, he asked, "What did you just say?"

Wutong blinked: "I said 'boyfriend'."

The male character is silent.

Yao's eyes widened in a rare way. He seems to be really old. Not only is his ear wrong, but he can't remember any of his younger brothers and sisters. Their habit is to say "boyfriend" without pronouncing "male". Referred to as friends.

"'Boyfriend'... Just tell me that he is your 'boyfriend' when you get married." Yao also followed suit. He did not pronounce "male" and directly started the quarrel mode.

But seeing the child lower his head like a quail, he turned on and off in an instant.

It’s not serious, it’s just a minor level, and it doesn’t matter how powerful he is in international conferences.

Pressing his eyebrows, Yao asked, "When did we get together?"

Wutong honestly said: "Last April."

Okay, not too late. But no wonder the children, they have few opportunities when they come here. As a child, what I want to say is that they can't listen.

Yao nodded: "How old is the other party?"

Wutong: "..."

"..." Yao felt nervous, he couldn't still be a minor, right? But this is not home, where love is free, and it is not marriage. What's wrong with children falling in love? There are still puppy loves in middle school and high school.

After a long period of silence and gaze, Wutong clasped the paper bag in his hand, closed his eyes and gave up on himself: "He...he is an immortal species."

"...What?" Yao was stunned at first, and then turned serious in an instant.

This is worse than being underage!

What kind of short-lived species did the bastard long-lived species provoke? Birds of a feather flock together and people divide into groups, so the Immortal Seed looks for trouble in the Immortal Seed. What freedom of love. Refuse, resolutely refuse. His parents' orders, the matchmaker's words, he is a rigid old man!

"Xiao Yu'er, listen to sir, 90% of longevity seeds are not good things." Yao put his hands on the shoulders of his Shuiling Cabbage. He seemed to be well aware of the disadvantages. He took the matter seriously and said from the bottom of his heart: "... .I disagree."

Although I know that if she says it now, Dad is really good, you don't understand him at all. He looks like an ignorant girl who was abducted by a young man with yellow hair and will-o'-fire. But Wutong still expressed it euphemistically: "Why don't you wait and see, sir? What if he is one of the 10 percent?"

"Ha, I've lived so long that I can count ten percent of the people I've met on one hand." Yao couldn't help but cursed again in his heart. At first, he belonged to the ten percent fine, but then he went crazy and turned into a hundred percent. Ninety percent of the lunatics died suddenly on a Christmas day, and then took the child to continue the journey, sighing: "That's all, after all, you are not a short-lived species now. But when it comes to long-lived species, you still know the basics. Well, in fact, in addition to your gentlemen, there are also many immortal species in the house..."

Wutong selectively did not notice the words that followed, which vaguely meant asking her to choose a new mate. However, she was surprised by Mr. Yao's judgment that she was not a short-lived species: "How could Mr. Yao know..."