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

Facing this beautiful face, Wutong said that he had no emotions, which was of course a lie, but he was just looking for comfort after the other party had a nightmare. He raised his fingers and said, "What are you doing?"

Sora blurted out without pausing: "I like you."

?

Didn't you wake up?

With the sudden straight shot, Wutong felt that his opponent had some signs of a short circuit in his brain. Combined with the scene of the destruction of the world mentioned in the introduction, it suddenly felt like the male and female protagonists in apocalyptic movies hugging each other tightly under the huge waves that cover the sky or the collapsed city-state. , affectionate, expressing their love to each other.

Titanic?

Different from lips, ears, neck... Sora has always felt that hands are also a good place to kiss. Especially a pair of fair and slender hands that look like works of art.

The palm of the hand, the back of the hand, the wrist, or even the fingertips. It's easy to kiss anywhere, and the feeling and meaning of kissing are completely different.

Hands are the most important part for sensing, touching and identifying all things. The inner nerve distribution is very dense, and the palm contains a lot of nerve tissue.

Twenty-nine bones, one hundred and twenty-three ligaments, thirty-five strong muscles, and forty-eight nerves. More than thirty arteries and numerous small blood vessels...

Use it to touch everything, use it to feel everything, and know everything.

Including love.

"like you."

Kissing the back of the hand means piety and loyalty.

"like you."

Kissing the palm means commitment and supplication.

"It has nothing to do with nightmares, and it has nothing to do with whether you sleep or not. I just like you and love you very much."

He left a shallow tooth mark of his own on the raised wrist bone. Then, put your fingertips in your mouth to moisten them, slide your pink tongue across your fingertips, and lightly touch your teeth against your phalanges, which will bring out a tingling and numbing electric feeling.

Kissing the carpus means desire and possessiveness.

Looking up, he saw that the tips of Wutong's ears were burning as expected, and the red clouds were flying, and even his fingertips were covered with pink. He chuckled softly, lifted the quilt and sat up: "Okay, let's go out and take a look. I wonder if Paimon is still alive after sleeping for a few days."

"..." Wutong felt that her brain was short-circuited. There was no answer. He frowned and looked at his feet and then tilted his head to look at the window. After half a minute, he pointed to his lips and said, "Why don't you kiss here?"

Licking and kissing gently and lingeringly, letting the tongue gently scrape or nibbling with the teeth without hesitation, this technical skill that should normally be displayed on the lips has been moved to the hands, which seems to be less It's straightforward and explicit, but in fact it has no less impact.

The feeling just now, where her brain was forced to empty out, suddenly reminded her of the Shiba Inu she kept at home - Toast.

Every time Toast heard the sound of a plastic bag rubbing, a rocket would launch in front of him and he would pick up his trouser legs without letting go of his paws, so he had to twist a little bit on his fingertips with his hands. It seems to know that, so it licks and eats very carefully for fear of biting her. If you really can't eat it, you won't hold it in your teeth. You will just sniff it and lick it with your warm tongue. Then he started moaning.

But it was obviously different. She would not have her heart beating so fast when the toast was wet and licking her hand. She might even point to the rice bowl on the ground in disgust, saying that she would stop turning on the stove and just have a taste.

"Huh?" Kong just stood up, turned around after hearing the question, and then answered to himself: "You want to kiss here? Okay."

After saying that, he bent forward.

As a result, he was blocked by a pair of hands.

Who is this familiar yet unfamiliar guy in front of me, suddenly like a mobile phone system that secretly updates its version in the middle of the night without saying a word? It doesn't seem to be the one from her family.

"You are not dreaming about the destruction of the world." Wutong affirmed reasonably.

Sora took the hand away from his face and kissed her: "Well...it's not true. In fact, the ending of the dream is not bad."

The ending is actually good...? That shouldn't be the dream she had. However, she doesn't know if there will be a generation gap between her own thoughts and cognition and that of the immortal species. After all, she is just a new immortal species. But Qingqiu, as a born immortal, showed that way in the dream at the end. It can only be said that the ending was mixed. The bad thing is that she died, but the good thing is that she is alive again.

Realizing that Wutong was distracted, Kong lightly bit the other person's lips, stepped back and pulled away, running his fingers through his hair and stroking the back of his neck, asking silently.

Wutong blinked, pecked me obediently as an apology, and then said the reason why he was distracted just now: "How good is that ending...?"

Kong thought for a while: "...End of life?"

good! Confirmed, it is a word that has absolutely nothing to do with the story in my dream!

......

After staying in bed for a long time, the two of them left the room one after another to find something to eat and drink, or go directly to the kitchen to make enough food and clothing by themselves. Although there are some in the room, they are all small snacks that are similar to those used to satisfy cravings, and are obviously not enough to fill the stomach.

While Kong and Wutong were waiting for Chef Yanxiao to prepare a meal to celebrate their recovery, Paimon walked into the lobby with a sigh. He looked up and suddenly saw two extremely familiar figures standing there, their mouths wide open and he rubbed his eyes in shock.

Those two bad guys, the bad guys who left themselves alone and slept for days.

At this moment, one of them was raising his hand to greet him with a smile, and the other was holding a few bills and petting the cat and playing with the dog.

Those days when they were not accompanied and worried were like a dream. Now that they woke up from the dream, they were back to their usual self. This time I went out to relax, and the anxious and long wait was actually just like going downstairs to pick fresh neon flowers on a whim.

Kong raised his hands behind his back, holding the bills with a series of numbers at the end. He bent down and looked at the little guy in front of him who suddenly lowered his head and covered his face. He smiled evilly and said, "Paimon, have you cried your nose out?"

With a strong sniff, Paimon was silent for a long time, then became angry and stamped his feet and shouted: "Uh-oh! I'm not crying!!"

Then the next second, he fell into an embrace with a faint fragrance, and a voice with a slight smile vibrated from his chest and rang in his ears.

"Okay, okay, Paimon is still a kid, he's still cute even if he cries until his nose is soaked with snot."