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

In the hot room, clothes and bedding were piled up in a mess, and a pair of figures swayed out of the slender candlelight.

Nanke half-closed his eyelashes and bit his lip. His body was covered in sweat. His whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water, and his hair was messy on his cheeks.

Skirmishers were no better.

Panting, he raised his head, and a long silver thread was pulled along his chin and landed on the undulating texture of the chest below, and on the ring-shaped divine pattern with faint purple light.

Like flowing fine star sand, it becomes colder and more beautiful under the dim light.

That is a testament to extreme endurance.

Thresholds fluctuate and limits become increasingly narrow.

What he experienced for the first time was the torment that surged through his body, which was far from the pain. It collided with his hanging sanity again and again.

"Nan Ke." The skirmisher called her name in a low voice.

It is a signal of desire to get to the point.

The body is completely soft, and neither the strength to resist nor the consciousness of rejection no longer exists.

But other than that, the skirmishers made no other moves.

Nanke breathed messily. After a while, he lowered his eyes and looked into his dark eyes. He raised his hand to hold his face and pulled it upward.

The skirmisher obeyed her strength, put his elbows on her shoulders, lowered his head, and pressed their lips together, which were so hot that they were almost melting.

at the same time.

Like soft gardenia blooming petals.

A sob escaped Nanke's throat, his fingertips unconsciously exerted force, and the corners of his eyes were completely soaked with tears.

A doll with too many desires.

At this moment, he let out a suppressed groan.

……

The showers have begun to subside.

It was a rare cool day, so the sliding door behind the house was open, and the sound of waves lapping on the beach could be heard in the distance.

As the salty sea breeze blew in, Nanke was lying on the table, holding a brush and writing a letter of resignation.

It's for Kuki-nin.

They don't plan to keep that little restaurant open.

The skirmishers wanted to leave Dao Wife.

Nanke also felt that since they had waited for the wedding, there was no need for them to stay here.

While you still have time, walk around and look around.

The skirmisher walked in after drying the sheets, saw her pulling her broken hair that was swaying in the wind around her ears, and closed the door with her backhand.

"If it clears up quickly, we should be able to do it in the afternoon."

The breeze in the hall stopped, and watery arms hugged Nanke from behind, and a low voice came from behind his ears.

The penholder in Nanke's hand shook, and the shape of it was distorted with a smooth movement: "...Hmm."

The straggler narrowed his eyes and looked at the thin earlobe that was pressed against him.

It's getting redder and redder, almost bleeding.

The skirmisher opened his lips and teeth slightly, raised his head and bit it.

Nanke's spine went numb and he couldn't write anymore.

Nanke put the brush aside in time, took a breath and raised his head: "Aren't you going to go out later?"

"I can go alone." The enthusiasm behind it grew stronger.

As if being played with, the remaining red marks on her neck were rubbed and caressed, and the touch spread all the way to her shoulders and arms. Nanke lowered his head and saw the skirmisher's hand, with his long and flexible fingers, teasing her delicately and skillfully.

But last night had gone too far.

My stomach is still sore to this day.

Although, the softening body not only showed no sign of rejection, but also had a faint urge to cooperate.

This is the feeling of eating the marrow and knowing the taste.

It's like I'm used to drinking plain water and suddenly taste the sweetness of honey.

Nanke calmed down, suppressed the impulse, and held the hand of the straggler: "I want to go too."

"...Which aspect?" Skirmisher asked.

Nanke was stunned and his face turned red instantly.

Did Lei Movie really just install an organ for him?

Today's skirmishers are simply the embodiment of lust.

The skirmisher chuckled, let go of Nanke's ears, and kissed the side of her face: "Wait a moment."

After calming down, the skirmishers picked her up and went out through the back door, avoiding the sight of the crowd and flying directly into the sky towards Ying Xiangshan.

After all, after last night, there are some questions that only a Ray movie can answer.

The gods are coming, towering shadows are pointing towards the mountains, and a shogunate soldier is stationed every three or five steps on the winding mountain road.

The people who were sweating profusely climbing the mountain were no longer believers and pilgrims, but shogunate officials. The stragglers looked at those people and raised their eyebrows, and landed next to the statue of the Seven Heavenly Gods in Narukami Taisha Shrine.

The glow spread out, and the wounds on Nanke's feet and the hickeys on his neck were all wiped away.

Yae Shenzi was sitting casually in the corridor with a golden bell hanging next to him. When he saw them, he laughed: "I'm just telling you, there is nothing that can't be solved by one blow at the head of the bed and the quarrel at the end of the bed. Kage still refuses to believe it."

The witch serving beside her looked at her nose, nose, and heart, and lowered her head deeply.

The skirmisher glanced at the Eightfold God Son and held Nanke's hand: "Where is Balzebu?"

"Kage is temporarily unavailable. Her will to pursue eternity has changed. The general noticed it. She is dealing with the travelers." Yae Shenzi motioned to the shrine maiden to bring two cushions. "Please sit down. What can you do? With both wisdom and Talking to the beautiful Yae Shenzi is much more efficient than breaking up the wood with the shadow."

Nanke and the skirmishers looked at each other and sat down opposite Yae Shenzi.

"You have said more than once that thunder movies are made of wood." Nanke looked at Yae Shenzi.

"Yes," Yae Shenzi nodded in a good mood, "All gods have their own incarnations, and the prototype of the shadow is a lightning-struck tree with spiritual consciousness. By the way, the person next to you is the same."

Nanke is a bit incredible.

It turns out skirmishers are really made of wood.

Although I had already guessed it, I was still surprised when it was confirmed for the first time.

"Looking at the world, it would be difficult to have a third one in just ten thousand years, right?" Yae Shenzi glanced at the cold faces of the soldiers, "So, what is the disharmony in your sex life?"

The skirmisher's expression was subtle: "...No."

Nanke took a deep breath: "Actually, we came here to ask about the collapse of the country and me..."

Yae Shenzi smiled and nodded, making a gesture of listening.

Nanke cheered up and continued: "...we..."

"Uh-huh."

"...There may be..."

"have what?"

"...Child?"

"Huh???" Yae Shenzi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Yae Shenzi squinted his eyes and glanced at Nanke's belly: "It was your first time yesterday, how about this directly?"

Nanke and the skirmishers both dodged their sight.

There was no need to worry about these things before. By the time they reacted, it was already too late.

Yae Shenzi was silent for a long time, then fished out his hand and found nothing.

"Make me a bowl of fried tofu." Yae Shenzi calmly ordered the miko behind him.

The pace at which the miko lady left was like running away from the end of the world.

Fine thunder cherry blossoms fell, and the air was strangely quiet.

"The demon god's lifespan is close to eternity, and there is no need to reproduce. Among monsters, there are cases of union with foreign races." Yae Shenzi rubbed his forehead and said, "I'll ask straight to the point, Nanke, what species are you? ?”

For the first time in my life, my species was questioned.

The answer came to his mouth. Nanke was about to speak out, but he held it back.

Strictly speaking, she is no longer a normal human being.

"Human." A voice without any hesitation came from beside him.

Nanke looked at the skirmishers.

His expression was calm, as if what he was saying was a matter of course.

"Just treat it like this." Yae Shenzi's eyes wandered between the two of them, still skeptical, but he still reluctantly agreed, "If Nanke is a human being, it is possible to regard the doll's body as a divine body. .Humans are the most suitable race for pregnancy. Throughout the ages, many ethnic groups have chosen to combine with humans in order to continue. However, if the power gap between the two sides is too great, generally speaking, the mother will die, right?"