Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

Nanke breathed in, with an expression on his face that said, "Look, you've drunk too much!"

"I'll take you back," she got up and pulled him. "Mr. Hyakomeki has probably left now. Miss Hibiki should go to Asase Shrine with Granny Kanade. Just avoid Awang..."

The skirmisher finally couldn't control his lips: "You guy..."

Nanke paused and looked at him in surprise.

"As long as I show weakness in front of you, no matter who I am, will I get preferential treatment from you?" With a playful glint in his eyes, he grabbed her with one hand and shook her cutely silly expression.

Don't take it seriously with a drunkard.

Nanke followed his strength and lowered his body: "No, Mr. Bai Mugui, I don't care about him."

"Oh?"

"Lord Skirmisher, blowing air with such a high body temperature will have the opposite effect. Will you follow me back?"

Skirmisher: "..."

good? he?

The skirmisher's face turned dark and he chuckled: "As long as I go back with you, anything is okay?"

Nanke nodded, his expression serious.

He released the hand holding her face, moved it to her ear, and pushed back her wind-blown hair: "Choose one: say you don't like me or kiss me."

The skirmisher's eyes were too straightforward, even a little stringy and sticky.

Memories that were once forgotten came back one after another.

The heat on Nanke's face, which had just cooled down, rose again.

But this time the skirmishers didn't catch her, and she could escape at any time if she wanted to.

Anyway, he drank too much, so she might as well just let him go.

Isn’t there a saying that goes well?

Tell the truth after drinking.

"Don't you...have lost interest in me?" She pursed her lips and asked in a low voice.

The skirmisher raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who said that?"

"I've been so cold these past few days. If I get closer to you this morning, you'll be so angry."

Skirmishers are rarely questioned.

Isn't this his usual style?

Nanke bit his lip slightly and looked at him, waiting for a reply, with a depressed look on his face.

"After all, some restless guy turns into an electric eel when pressed. You can't catch someone with only one hand." The skirmisher ran his fingers through her hair, hooking it back and forth.

"Yeah."

"What do you mean by this?" the soldier asked, frowning slightly.

what does it mean?

Nanke couldn't give an answer for a while.

Is she prepared for danger in times of peace?

Because I was pushed too hard by him all of a sudden, and because I was suddenly left out for no reason, even if I told myself not to pay attention and just keep the normal state, I would still feel empty and empty involuntarily.

She used all her knowledge to think about this problem, and looked at each other with a strange atmosphere for a long time. Finally, she summed up four words and asked with a little uncertainty——

"Are you trying to get at me?"

The fingers holding his hair suddenly stopped, and he squeezed hard. Nanke was pulled painfully, and he turned his head away with the strength of the skirmisher's hand.

Because drunkenness rarely makes him harmless, the skirmisher suddenly regained his usual sinister aura, his face tightened and he almost gritted his teeth: "Are you serious?"

if not?

Nanke frowned and covered his scalp.

"Idiot!" The skirmisher inhaled and exhaled heavily, his eyebrows twisted together, and he gave an ultimatum, "Say you don't like me or kiss me, choose quickly!"

Why are drunk skirmishers more difficult to deal with than usual?

Nanke avoided his eyes for a while, then Nuonuo said: "I choose the obtuse angle."

"……You fool me?"

"Is there no other option?" Nan Ke was in danger of dying.

"for example?"

"Say happy..." Nanke blurted out. When he realized something, he was startled and swallowed back the rest of the words with great difficulty.

The skirmisher followed her in silence for a second, then lowered his voice and asked, "What did you say?"

The night is as cold as water.

The thin hair was grabbed by another person's hand, and the back of the ears and neck, which were exposed to the air, were affected by the wind, and large pieces of crispy grains trembled with the gentle heartbeat.

Nanke turned away, held his cold right arm with his left hand, and vowed to remain silent.

Even if it was just a moment of hypocrisy, she was not qualified to say such things.

not to mention……

He said briskly and with a smile through the door, "Who said I like her?"

She remembers it vividly.

The skirmisher looked at her suddenly depressed expression and slowly let go.

Words can push people away, and it is common for words to be insincere.

The words Asase Hibiki said were not just for Nanke.

but.

"I..." The soldier frowned, and the words that were obviously ordinary words seemed to be taboo, and he started to get stuck as soon as he came to his mouth.

Don't say you want to take back what you said at that time, you can't even say a simple apology.

I'm so annoying.

Doesn’t it go without saying?

The skirmisher hooked the back of her neck and raised his face.

Nanke was shocked back to his senses by the soft touch on his lips, like a dragonfly's drop of water.

She was sitting on her knees with her knees together, half a head higher than the top of Skirmisher's hair. The warmth of a kiss that was about to leave remained, and the young and beautiful face below was like a gem falling into her shadow.

Resentment and a hint of impatience were mixed together, and it was gloomy, but it contained the usual aggressive feeling.

Nanke was confused: "The country collapsed?"

What does he mean?

The skirmisher chuckled lightly, and kissed her lightly again in front of her astonished eyes.

Nanke had plenty of room to escape or escape, but he just froze in place at a loss.

Skirmishers also realized this for the first time.

What? It turns out there was no need to bother trapping her at all.

Seeing those two lips curved a little happily, and then falling on them like raindrops, Nanke endured it stiffly, his heart beating as if it was about to break.

For a moment, she couldn't help but have an extremely ridiculous and shameful thought——

It turns out he really hasn't lost interest in her.

Great.

Behind the chaotic thoughts, there was a crisp sound similar to the breaking of a glass jar.

Something went against her reason and will, breaking free from the narrow sealed exhibition bottle and seeing the light of day again.

She probably, maybe, is real...

Like skirmishers.

Even if the skirmishers are not human.

Even Skirmishers hate humans.

Even if the worst-case scenario arose along with this thought, he might still use her as a pastime.

But my mood was stirring uncontrollably.

In between kisses, Nanke clenched her fingers until she felt pain in her arms. Then she finally mustered up some courage and stared into the brilliant purple eyes: "Guobeng, would you do the same to others?"

"Am I so hungry?" The raised corners of his eyes revealed a smile that was not genuine.

In other words, is she special to him?

Nanke's chest seemed to have a layer of fluffy soft foam floating up two inches because of the skirmisher's answer.

"But I don't have any elemental power to give you now." Nanke whispered.

A skirmish.

Nanke's cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were filled with self-blame.

It's as if no matter who it is, as long as they give her a little sweetness, she can give everything without reservation.

"You don't need that kind of thing." The skirmisher said coldly, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

Nanke's bubbles floated upward a little longer.

It turns into a warm and sweet feeling with a slightly warm texture, which melts in the corners of the eyes and the tip of the tongue.

She shook her head, closed her eyes and held her breath slightly, waiting obediently for the kiss.

Without even asking why he did it, he just accepted it.

He is indeed an idiot.

The skirmisher thought, a little unhappy, and his heart trembled for no reason.

Sure enough, it would be better to have a video camera.

Take a photo of her current appearance, seal it with your own hands, tie it into a small roll with a good ribbon, and put it into the empty space on the left side of his chest.

It must be perfect.