Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

The dragon's horns cannot be touched.

This is an unwritten rule between dragons. After all, dragon horns not only represent identity, bloodline, and dignity, but they are also hard and sensitive. If someone touches them with their claws, it may even have... strange meanings.

In short, unless there are special circumstances, they cherish the dragon horns very much, and no one else can touch them easily unless they are very close family members.

Morax is a dragon that jumped out of a stone (fog), so naturally he has no family.

As the only person who was close to him in private life, Shen Qianluo had obviously met him before. And judging from his undiminished interest in Longjiao, it was unlikely that he would be satisfied with it only once.

From a certain perspective, Shen Qianluo has actually offended his master Zhongli many times.

But there is also a saying that goes, ignorance is not a crime.

For example, whenever Zhongli wanted to speak up to stop his behavior, he would see Shen Qianluo's overflowing joy and happiness. He was determined to tell him the meaning of this action, but he met the child's innocent and clear eyes, so he silently held back.

He did not want to be soft-hearted on the issue of chastity, but every time he faced the enthusiastic Shen Qianluo, he still could not muster any feelings of rejection or disgust, and could only willingly make exceptions again and again.

It's the same this time.

"Sir, I want to touch it." Shen Qianluo blinked and looked up at him, the curve of his mouth innocent and romantic.

When asking for favors from people, his expression is always extremely well-behaved. He tugs at the corner of his clothes, tilts his head, and occasionally rubs gently, using the most unintentional little movements to show that he is harmless.

Since the body is that of a child...

Just treat yourself as a child.

Being embarrassed is just a temporary thing that he can't think of when he is still inexperienced. As great as Shen Qianluo is, he wants to achieve great things, so why would he care about these trivial details?

After convincing himself with convincing arguments, Shen Qianluo happily started to act coquettishly and cutely, even knowing full well that Zhongli could not stand him being like this.

Of course, he guessed right.

The touch of the dragon's tail by his fingertips just now was still like a warm current, which was entwined around the god's already weak will. The Shen Qianluo in front of him didn't even have the slightest self-awareness, hanging on him in the water, smiling and acting coquettishly towards him.

Under special circumstances, they did not wear overly tight clothing. The water vapor and heat of the hot spring were like silent clouds, and the faint fragrance of green pine was infinitely approaching, while there were also soft bodies intertwined together.

After all, Shen Qianluo had gone through so much suffering because of him. Moreover, his body had been seen and exposed, his tail had been damaged and trampled, and if his dragon horns were touched once more...

Zhongli was finally defeated. He looked sideways awkwardly, lowered his head slightly, and thoughtfully revealed his dragon horns exposed to the air: "... Be careful, don't fall into the water. And... don't stay there for too long."

"Yeah, I understand." Holding the other's loose robe tightly, Shen Qianluo's eyes lit up. He raised his body slightly from the water and reached out to gently stroke the dragon's horn.

He had been curious about the strange structure of dragon horns for a long time, even before he lost his memory.

It's a pity that the young master of Sky Island would never have such a close contact with dragons. Morax was so tall that it was always inconvenient for him to take action. When he was ravaging the dragon's body not long ago, the other party stopped him within a few seconds of touching it.

This is a rare and great opportunity!

If you miss this opportunity, you may miss the great opportunity of this store!

Thinking that the opportunity was fleeting, Shen Qianluo immediately decided to seize the time to feel and touch the dragon horn. At least, he had to understand the outline of the dragon horn and the feeling of touching it, as well as more in-depth...

Shen Qianluo was concentrating on studying academic (?) issues with great concentration. The posture of his upper body sticking out of the water gave him a lot of stability and confidence. What's more, there was a rock-type dragon under him, which made him feel more relaxed both physically and mentally.

When they got close to each other, the light and lingering breath brushed past the slender and solid dragon horns.

Under the dense eyelashes, the man used a little force to hug the other person, and closed his eyes with a little impatience and restlessness, trying to block the infinitely magnified perception. Once Shen Qianluo got interested, he was really a person with no self-awareness. I don't know whether I should praise his strong concentration.

The weight of the juvenile form was as light as a feather to Zhongli, enough to be ignored, but the unique fragrance of the young Shen Qianluo was not the same.

After sticking his body out of the water, he half-leaned forward, leaning on Zhongli's chest to raise his altitude.

This resulted in Shen Qianluo putting most of his weight on Zhongli. When he raised his arms, his slender neck formed a beautiful arc, with transparent drops of water sliding down his fair skin and gathering in the shallow groove of his collarbone.

It just happened to be close to Zhongli's mouth.

The other person's slender and delicate fingertips were still groping and sliding around the dragon's horns curiously, and he was laughing and picking and plucking, just like a fluffy feather brushing against the skin, slightly itchy and gentle, invisibly hooking and exciting, entangled, soft, dry and hot.

Just a sideways look...

After all, he was somewhat shaken by instinct, and Zhongli's breathing became a little heavier. His arms drew a tight arc in his effort to restrain himself, and under the dark brown hair that half covered his eyes, diamond-shaped vertical pupils quietly emerged in the shadows.

Just a simple tilt of the head can leave his scent...

If so, can he settle down? …

"Why aren't you talking, sir?" Putting one hand on Zhongli's shoulder where his bathrobe had slightly slipped, Shen Qianluo seemed to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He lowered his head slightly and tried to ask a few questions with concern.

The soft silver hair carried his subtle fragrance, and it brushed lightly across his cheek.

And succeeded…

Zhongli's arms around his waist and limbs suddenly tightened, and before Shen Qianluo could react, he raised his hands and pressed his thin shoulders. The next second, the burning hot breath covered the slightly cool collarbone.