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

Shen Qianluo was stunned.

Zhongli's action was so unexpected and sudden. He was originally using the other person's body as support, but now Zhongli suddenly changed his action, causing him to slide down unexpectedly without any preparation, and half fall into the broad embrace.

The loose bathrobe also slipped off her shoulders inadvertently.

A dazed look was shown on her pretty face, and Shen Qianluo fell into his arms in panic. Zhongli's state in front of him was visibly excited, violent and abnormal.

The hot and powerful arms clasped him tightly from both sides of the body, impulsive, excited, and without much restraint, the scalding lips slightly tilted over his skin and bit his delicate collarbone.

The dark shadow was smeared diagonally on the man's drooping eyelashes, pouring down for no reason, showing a strong possession and posture, leaving no room for escape.

Shen Qianluo groaned in pain and clutched the corner of the other person's clothes. He took a breath and trembled for a moment, seeming to be drowning in this strange atmosphere.

I don't have the strength to do anything and I don't dare to move.

The silver light hair slightly curved from the forehead to form a delicate arc, and the eyes as clear as water seemed a little absent-minded, shaking with the water light.

Shen Qianluo's eyes, as clear as autumn water, always show a gradient of highlights of different depths, like a lake water touched by the fingertips of a god, rippling the stars in the clouds.

He really didn't understand why things had turned out like this.

Fortunately, the burning spot on the clavicle disappeared like water in a flash. Zhongli seemed to realize something in the next second and quickly turned his face away, removing the terrifying posture and the hot waves.

The water in the pool created shallow ripples as he moved. Zhongli barely moved a few centimeters away from him, half-squinting his eyes and holding his forehead, but his breathing was still unstable. In the dim light, he looked at him carefully with an expression that Shen Qianluo had never seen before.

"Sir...?" Shen Qianluo, who was inexplicably afraid, still showed a hesitant and obedient expression. He was also afraid of the hot spring water surrounding him. He half-sat back on his legs, tentatively looking through his eyes, which met Zhongli's bright golden dragon eyes at one point.

When a dragon uses its divine power or experiences large emotional fluctuations, its pupils will automatically reveal the sharp vertical pupils of a primitive ancient dragon that are filled with oppression and wildness.

Like a deep pool of water, or a bottomless gilded abyss, mixed with indescribable desire and hidden wildness, combined with a quiet and strange atmosphere, and a slightly heavy, panting, breathing...

Strange, did he break some taboo?

For example, accidentally triggering some wild and aggressive psychology in Longlong's nature (?)

Shen Qianluo blinked and felt that he had understood.

As expected, dragon horns cannot be touched. If you touch them carelessly, the dragon will attack you.

"..." Zhongli was speechless and unable to respond. He closed his eyes and forced himself to suppress his hot and restless breathing. He seemed a little helpless and tried his best to ignore the inexplicable resentment and regret in his heart for not being able to follow his nature.

But Shen Qianluo, who was applying a soft compress and emitting a subtle spiritual fragrance, was still sitting on his lap. Her presence was so strong. She tilted her head and looked at him with concern, and even had an expression that looked like she was hesitating and wanted to stroke Longlong's fur to show her apology.

Since his teenage years when he arrived in Teyvat, Shen Qianluo has used divine power to conceal his black pupils, which overshadows the ethereal and eye-catching golden pupils of many gods, but still retains the agility and elegance of a favored child of heaven.

Like a clear and sparkling gem, it attracted his attention infinitely.

“…Next time, don’t touch there again.” Zhongli tried to breathe as calmly as possible and felt himself calmer. He leaned against the rock beside the pool and opened his eyes. His vision was still unclear. As his Adam’s apple rolled, his voice became warm and deep, but it was tinged with a bit of hoarseness that was not common on other days.

"Did I hurt you? I don't know Longlong's habits. I will be careful next time, I must." Shen Qianluo made a perfect inference in his mind and lowered his head slightly, his eyes darting around, looking pitiful like a child who had made a mistake.

Zhongli stared at him for a moment, his gaze silently sliding down to the messy bathrobe and the collarbone stained with spots of bright red blood, and his breathing subconsciously became disordered without being noticed.

He actually thought it looked beautiful.

Shen Qianluo can be regarded as a representative of handsome young men, and the places where he left his traces are like red plum blossoms blooming on the winter snow, clearly very thin, yet very ostentatious, and stamped with the breath of a dragon like a seal.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhongli looked away and spoke softly, "…Take care of the wound."

Watching Shen Qianluo nodding obediently and running away quickly after jumping out of the hot spring, he still kept staring at him until the light and pleasant scent of Shen Qianluo around him slowly dissipated like the water mist.

He finally suppressed his impulse.

Holding his forehead with a slight sense of speechlessness, Zhongli's face clearly flashed with self-blame and regret. He closed his eyes and stayed alone in the warm water. Crystal clear water drops rolled down the dragon's horns, flowing from his hair into the hot spring.

Just like his mood.

He shouldn't have blindly indulged in such things, even if he knew that such consequences might occur.

He actually showed such an attitude in front of him. Even if the child didn't understand these things, it was too abrupt and indecent.

Even he himself had never imagined that he would have such unbearable feelings for him.

That was the person he cherished most.

With a heavy sigh, Zhongli's golden pupils under his slightly messy hair revealed worry and unconcealable tenderness.

Wouldn't he be scared by him?

But if I face such a scene again, can I really... reject him?

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Shen Qianluo quickly escaped from Zhongli's sight.

He left the warm hot spring suddenly without being able to wipe off the water stains on his body. His silver hair and bathrobe were dripping with crystal water droplets rolling onto the ground.

He ran from the light and shadow into the darkness of the corridor, and finally found himself in the empty cave crevice, breathing slightly, pressing his fingertips against the cold chest. Even his body seemed to curl up deep in the loose clothes, his wet bangs dripping with water, blocking his eyes in the shadows.

No wonder he escaped so quickly and disguised himself so perfectly.

If I continue to stay with him...

If I could be enveloped by such tenderness again...

...His heart was beating so violently that he could no longer control it.