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

When the boy lowered his eyes and let his bangs block his vision, his expression remained flawlessly calm and composed.

Born as a son of God, he was naturally blessed by the gods. His delicate skin, like white porcelain, was slightly flushed. In the afternoon sun, his delicate nose and lip lines were covered with a sacred halo, just like the elegance of the young man's flute.

Red lips, white teeth, graceful demeanor, beautiful eyebrows, gentle and elegant...

It seemed that all the adjectives that praised the young man could be picked and chosen to describe the beauty of the young master. He was a gentle and refined boy from head to toe, exuding a warm and bookish air. There was nothing wrong with his appearance.

Even the slender fingers seem to be born for the instrument, white and delicate, and when they fall on the flute to play, it is the most pleasing sight in the world.

Therefore, Shen Qianluo has always been very confident about his appearance.

When in doubt, seduce the enemy (crossed out). In very rare cases, the teenager would use similar plans for fun. In the end, he smiled and enjoyed everyone's praise for him, secretly adding another chapter to his narcissistic record of great deeds.

So, um, Zhongli really attacked him just now, which really scared Shen Qianluo.

Of course, he himself didn't understand why he was afraid of Longlong.

It’s not like we can’t beat him.

Covering his pounding chest and swallowing his saliva, Shen Qianluo took a deep breath to calm down, but couldn't help but feel unhappy. He picked up the clothes that Zhongli had bought for him early in the morning, and put them on by himself.

In fact, when he was still a pampered young master on Sky Island, he did have many servants changing his clothes for him. But since he settled down in Teyvat to recuperate and followed Longlong...

It's not that he followed Longlong, it's just that the great young master felt sorry for Longlong's hard work in starting his own business, so he generously gave him help.

That's right. He was the active, powerful, and noble one, not the weak kid who allowed Longlong to do whatever he wanted to him without daring to resist.

Shen Qianluo couldn't figure out what kind of relationship he had with Longlong, but he decided to take action before the situation got out of control.

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In recent days, Zhongli gradually discovered that after his own god Qianluo truly returned, his attitude towards him seemed to become strange.

Even their relationship seemed to become a little blurred.

For example, when he was drinking tea with his eyes lowered, he might accidentally notice a dark gaze from a shadow in the corner. When he turned his head, he would be surprised to find that a Shen Qianluo was silently staring at him with his chin supported. But the moment he looked at him, he turned his head away as if nothing had happened, showing an elegant attitude that was exactly the same as usual.

It's quite similar to the Xieluohu squatting next to him, who clearly likes the two meal tickets at home but pretends to be disdainful and arrogant...

Zhongli thought about it and recalled the boy's expression. That strange look of secretly observing him seemed to contain some scrutiny and thinking, with a little bit of strong desire to win that came from nowhere.

But every time he asked him what was the matter, the other party would always shake his head and change the subject with a nonchalant smile.

It is indeed... a little strange.

There was a slight ripple in his heart, like a breeze blowing across the lake. Zhongli took a sip of tea and put down the cup. Shen Qianluo came to his side without him noticing: "Ali~"

"What's the matter this time?" He didn't feel the slightest bit annoyed with him. The boy's soft body leaned on the man's arms, feeling soft and comfortable.

As he stared at Shen Qianluo's beautiful face, which was so close to him, he inexplicably wanted to reach out and pinch it.

I think the child's surprised and slightly embarrassed expression is much more interesting than the little fox's sneer. Since Shen Qianluo can destroy his face, he naturally has the right to ravage the other party.

However, a gentleman like Mr. Zhongli only fantasized about it for a moment and did not take any actual action, so he let the ignorant young man go for the time being.

Really... totally without any self-awareness... Shen Qianluo blinked, secretly dissatisfied with Long Long's lack of reaction. He coughed and started to talk nonsense with him.

For example, in terms of race, do dragons have fixed living habits, such as dragons' sleep and rest time, dragons' dietary preferences, dragons' exercise needs...

It can be seen that the young master is still very curious about the Dragon Clan. The questions that the former Rock King Morax would not answer were asked by him dragging his own Mr. Zhongli.

Of course Zhongli answered them one by one.

In fact, dragons usually live alone, and the above questions obviously have no fixed answers. But he always couldn't bear to see the boy show such disappointment, and he would only come to him for a short while, and then leave him and go somewhere else to make a fuss in the next second.

So the situation would always turn out that Zhongli would slow down his speech a little, citing classics and telling him the stories vividly one by one.

Shen Qianluo also listened attentively. Zhongli's voice was very pleasant when he told the story, and his tone was steady and gentle. The story was also the subject of his curiosity for a long time. When the boy occasionally felt yearning, he would even turn his head slightly, his clear eyes only looking at him, and his soft silver hair slid down his shoulders.

Anyone who saw this look would probably be attracted by it. Every time this happened, Zhongli couldn't help but feel that Shen Qianluo was a young man who had descended from the sky to seduce him.

After Shen Qianluo finished listening to the popular science lecture with satisfaction, he might have felt a little thirsty, and even took the teacup on the table and took a sip without hesitation. He smiled at him and praised him a few words as if rewarding him, then happily ran to Huohu Xieluohu.

Zhongli was stunned for a moment, watching the boy's back quickly turn to a place where he could not see, and then looked down at his teacup, wondering for a moment whether Shen Qianluo had accidentally forgotten who the teacup belonged to, or...

The boy's recent attitude towards him could indeed be described as...very strange.

Of course, this strangeness lasted from morning to night.