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

"Ah... so tired." Wutong plopped down on the sofa when he returned to Chenge Pot. He hugged the salted fish doll next to him and sighed: "Sure enough, I'll play a normal intellectual game next time. I was careless. There are so many cosplays out there, why did you choose this one?”

It feels like a piece has sunk into the side.

Kong patted Wutong's legs on the cushion and chuckled: "I couldn't resist the temptation when I heard it was a trial version. Who would have thought."

"Next time I go to Inazuma, I want to reflect with Kage and Shenzi. Talents like this may even enter the world of light novels..."

Paimon found this difficult to comment on: "Will anyone really read such a story?"

"I can't say for sure. But to be honest, if you take any part of today's game and make up a story, I feel like Paimon, you can try to compete for the top spot of the best author in the next issue of Eightfold Hall." Wutong reasonably speculated. .

Paimon crossed his hands and refused: "Relying on this kind of story to reach the top of the list is not something you can be proud to tell..."

It was originally agreed that after strolling around Liyue Port, they would go back to Chengehu to clean up, but it was obvious that the three of them were no longer in the mood at this moment.

I don’t even know where to complain, and I can’t give any suggestions at all. It would be better to say that the entire game is evil from beginning to end. Apart from "broadening their horizons", I don't even want to mention it. After Paimon and Nian Nian played for a while, they yawned nonstop and went back to the house to sleep.

Kong was fine, not too sleepy. After taking a shower on the other side, he pulled on his slippers and returned to the bedroom. He found that Wutong hadn't been washed yet, and he was worried that he might have dreamed about Zhou Gong in advance while soaking in the bathtub. Then he knocked on the door.

Sure enough, he fell asleep.

Hearing Wutong's hurried response and the sound of clanking and clanking coming from inside, Sora reluctantly warned him to be careful of slipping, picked up the towel and continued to wipe his hair.

A few minutes later, Wutong opened the door, with a towel on his shoulders and another on top of his head. Naturally, I brought a chair and sat in front of Sora with my back to him. Then he picked up a book from the table and flipped through it.

However, he didn't wait for a few seconds. He felt the wind element hair blowing service almost as soon as he sat down. Wutong was stunned: "Huh? Is your hair dry?"

"No. Aren't you sleepy? I'll finish blowing it for you first, and then go to sleep." Sora likes to play with Wutong's hair in the name of blow-drying, which is different from his own curly hair that is always tangled and frizzy. Likewise, the other person's long straight hair is as smooth as satin. If you pick up a strand and get closer, you can still smell the same shampoo as your own.

In fact, I just squinted in the bathtub for a while, and I'm not particularly sleepy now. Wutong was swinging back and forth on the back of the chair, holding a book in one hand and a bookmark in the other, and suddenly said: "I forgot which page your bookmark is on, Kong."

"It's okay, I remember."

"Then...I don't want to get up early tomorrow, can you make breakfast?"

"Of course. What do you want to eat?"

"Toast waffles! I don't want to dry my hair anymore, I want to play with fireworks." Wutong turned around and grabbed Sora's arm.

The moist dark blue hair slipped from the fingers, brushed the wrist, and finally fell in front of him. Although he didn't know why Wutong wanted to go out on a whim, Sora was still tolerant as always: "Then wear a hat. Paimon is probably asleep. Let's go to the farther mountain to set off fireworks. How about it?" "

Looking at the look above that was not a joke at all, Wutong sat motionless, and his expression and tone changed from the initial test to worry: "...You really won't suffer a loss when you are out like this?"

"Huh? What, what do you mean?"

"In all aspects... I have a very good temper. Can't you see that I am deliberately looking for trouble and making trouble unreasonably?"

Kong chuckled lightly, pulled the person back to sit down, and continued to blow the hair at the end: "Does this mean that my temper has suddenly changed for the better? However, as for the troublemaking and unreasonable troubles you just mentioned, I don't think so at all. , Well... rather, I’m looking forward to it and happy to see it happen.”

He had always hoped that he could make Ah Yu have a bad temper, so he learned to be subtle and treat him more carefully. It can be regarded as a method he used on himself before imitating the other party. After all, isn’t this the time when partners learn from each other?

And of course there is a purpose for doing this.

After being so carefully and obviously favored and pampered, Ah Yu would always pick and compare with anyone he met in the future.

No one is better than me, will you stay by my side willingly?

not to mention...

Sora lifted Indus' chin from behind.

When you lower your head and look down, the blazing sun hanging above is reflected on the sea. Her long hair, as golden as a wheat field, hangs down like a curtain. A few strands fell down onto Wutong's face, and some were mixed with her dark hair.

What's more, relying on Ah Yu's kindness, he can get a lot of things.

This is a very oppressive movement and perspective. If Sora's hand goes down a little further, he can touch her fragile throat. With just a slight squeeze, like a rope, he can kill her in an instant. At the same time, the shrouded sight could only be fixed on the area in front of him. Nothing to do but stare.

Wutong raised his hand, brushed the bangs from the other person's forehead very naturally, and said softly: "Song, your hair has grown longer again."

"Well, you can help me cut it tomorrow." Following the other person's faint strength, Kong leaned forward, and while the other person closed his eyes, he continued the good night kiss that had been broken a few days ago.

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In this way, during the day, you can go shopping or decorate Chenge pots, and at night, you can be leisurely or not suitable for children. About two weeks passed slowly and leisurely, until the Lantern Festival was completely over.

Wutong said that he would go to Ying and Shenzi to reflect on the current situation of Inazuma's board game, and he really went. The main thing is that he promised Shenzi that he would visit her from time to time.

So after completing the commission, when the three of them were submitting tasks to Inazuma's Adventurers Association to receive rewards, they saw an acquaintance talking not far away.

Paimon always had a good memory: "Huh? The people over there are... Yiping and Shinnosei! Hehe, are they two good friends?"

Wutong, who was somewhat blind and rarely participated in every communication, reacted for a while. It was only after Sora's reminder that the characters were matched.

But since we have met each other, both sides of Tongtian Avenue take the same road, just say hello, there is no need to delay anything.