Seeing Yun Mo's panic, Ying couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She stretched out her slender jade finger and tapped Yun Mo's forehead, and said teasingly: "Don't be nervous, I'm just joking to tease you.
…”
"How dare you play tricks on me..." Yun Mo pretended to be angry and glared at the smiling Ying.
Seeing Yun Mo's appearance, Ying smiled even brighter. She stretched out her index finger and lifted Yun Mo's chin frivolously, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she said coquettishly: "Who makes you have a ghost in your heart?
Don’t you know? I have a pair of eyes that can see through other people’s hearts~”
After saying that, Ying's big watery eyes looked straight into Yun Mo's eyes, as if she wanted to peek into his heart, blinking and blinking, it looked particularly sultry.
Looking at the seductive sight in front of him, Yun Mo's heart beat faster. He swallowed and felt that his throat was extremely dry.
"Okay, okay... stop making trouble... let's go back." Yun Mo quickly changed the subject, took Ying's arm and walked towards the way he came from, his footsteps hurried.
"Humph~ I feel guilty." Ying chuckled twice and left with Yun Mo.
Yunmo and Ying returned to the Knights from the Land where the Wind Rised. Before they entered the room, they saw Yula leaning against the wall.
She folded her arms around her chest, leaning against the wall, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes flickering, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
"Yola?" Yun Mo was a little surprised. He walked over and asked, "Are you waiting for us?"
After hearing the words, Youla opened her eyes. She looked up at Yun Mo, her blue-purple eyes shining with light as bright as stars, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Yes."
"What's the matter?" Yun Mo saw Youla smiling so sweetly, and a wave of warmth surged in his heart.
Youla glanced at Yun Mo, then looked at Ying standing next to her, and asked softly: "General..."
Hearing this, Ying waved his hand to interrupt Yora's words and said, "Just call me Ying. In Mondstadt, I am just an ordinary rice wife traveler, so there is no need to call me that."
"Okay, Miss Ying, I would like to ask Yunmo out for a walk. I wonder if you can allow it?" Youla said softly.
Ying glanced at Yun Mo and saw that he had no objection, so he nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, you go ahead."
"Thank you." Yora saluted to Ying.
"No, please do it." Ying said calmly.
"Then let's say goodbye." Youla bowed to Ying again, then took Yun Mo's hand and walked outside and walked out of the door.
Ying glanced meaningfully at the backs of the two of them, with a smile on his lips, "Another peach blossom, what a carefree guy.
I wonder if this peach blossom will bear its own fruit?"
Ying shook his head, turned around and walked into the room.
After Youla led Yun Mo out of the gate of the Knights, she let go of Yun Mo's hand a little shyly, with a faint blush on her face.
Yun Mo looked at Youla, with a smile on his lips: "This seems to be the first time you take the initiative to hold my hand. It's really flattering."
"Yes...really? I don't remember much." Yula's face turned slightly red, her heart was beating fast, and a strange feeling arose in her heart, as if something was about to move.
"Of course, our Miss Youla is still a shy person. She blushes when she touches her hands. She is so cute." Yun Mo reached out and pinched Youla's little nose, his eyes full of doting.
Youla's face turned a little more rosy. She lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to look at Yun Mo, and muttered in a low voice: "Am I shy? I haven't seen you for a long time, and I feel a little...
It’s just strange.”
"Okay, don't pay attention to what I just said." Yun Mo listened to Youla's duplicitous words and knew that she was already a little shy, so he stopped teasing her and changed the topic.
"Yeah." Youla raised her head, looked at Yun Mo, and smiled slightly.
On the streets of Mondstadt, various shops and pubs can be seen everywhere on both sides of the streets. People walking on the streets are coming and going, and it is very bustling. It seems like a lively river, passing through this city.
In a beautiful city.
Yun Mo and You La were walking on the street, and the passers-by around them looked at them strangely. To be precise, they cast contempt and ridicule at You La, who was beside Yun Mo.
Some people even whispered on the street corner: "Someone dares to be with a sinner of the Lawrence family. Isn't this guy afraid of death?"
He looked at Yun Mo as if he were looking at an idiot.
Yun Mo's hearing was very good, and he could hear all the whispers of the people around him. He naturally knew what those people were talking about, and he also knew about Youla's life experience.
But Yun Mo was still a little angry. After all, what he hated most was when others looked down on his friends. A flash of thunder flashed through his dark purple eyes, instantly shocking those who were talking.
Youla noticed the changes in the atmosphere around Yun Mo's body. She patted Yun Mo's shoulder gently and whispered: "Don't worry, I have written down all these vengeances. When the time comes, I will avenge them all."
.”
Yun Mo calmed down the momentum around his body, and looked helplessly at Youla, who only held grudges but rarely took revenge. He sighed and said: "If you are not happy in Mondstadt, come with me to Daowu. Now
I can protect you."
Hearing Yun Mo's words, Youla was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed. Her smile was very gentle, as if a ray of sunshine shone into her heart, warming her soul.
She shook her head gently, "No, I still have a big revenge in Mondstadt, so I don't want to leave here yet."
"Okay." Yun Mo nodded, and he didn't force Youra.
"Let's go outside the city. We're a little bored here. There are many beautiful scenery in the wilderness of Mondstadt." Yora said with a smile. The dimples on her cheeks were looming. She looked very cute and gave people a pleasant look.
It feels like a girl next door.
"Let's go." Yun Mo took Youla's little hand and walked out of the city, leaving behind a series of back views of the passers-by, leaving behind a series of guesses and daydreams.