Yunmo walked up the town street. It was almost dusk now, and the orange sunset was shining down, spreading a colorful halo on the road, covering the Japanese-style Inazuma Castle with a layer of gorgeous clouds, making it look like a beautiful place.
It adds a bit of psychedelia.
A gust of sea breeze blew, rolling up Yunmo's sleeves and hair and dancing gracefully, like a huge black dragon soaring, trying to break through the sky, rush into the sky, and soar into the nine heavens.
Yun Mo looked up at the majestic castle tower that appeared in his sight, and couldn't help but smile. Then he stepped into this building that symbolized the highest authority of the Inazuma Shogunate.
On the top floor of the castle tower, inside the Narukami Hall, Kage is sitting on the royal couch, wearing a purple kimono with gentian flowers and the emblem of the Raiden family embroidered on it - the triple pattern of thunder, and waist-length dark purple hair.
Her hair was braided and hung behind her back, and her deep purple eyes shone brightly.
On the right side of the shadow, her clone, General Thunder, was supposed to be sitting.
The doll who manages the rice wife for the god is almost exactly the same as the god, but her temperament is colder than the shadow. Her whole person is like thunder, exuding an aura of indifference and alienation.
But at this moment, General Thunder and Lightning is not here. In the huge temple, there is only a lonely person sitting there, silent and silent, as if waiting for someone to arrive, with a solemn expression and an extremely depressing atmosphere.
Yun Mo opened the door and walked in, stepping into the hall filled with a strange atmosphere. He immediately felt the pressure doubled, as if a heavy burden was pressing on him.
Ying's eyes immediately fell on Yun Mo, but she didn't seem surprised at all, as if she had expected him to come back, she remained seated.
However, Ying still had some objections to the fact that the first thing Yun Mo did when he came back was not to come to her. She supported her chin with one hand, looked at Yun Mo, and said lightly: "I'm waiting for you."
"Uh... I'm late, please forgive me." Yun Mo touched his nose awkwardly and said coquettishly.
In order to make sure that nothing happened to Kamizakura, and because he was afraid that he would be cut down by a Kage sword after teleporting to the castle tower, he went to the shrine. Now it seems a bit unnecessary.
"Humph, come here." Ying snorted softly, hooked his slender white jade fingers, and motioned for Yun Mo to come to her side.
Seeing this, Yun Mo walked over slowly, sat on the left side of the throne, and got closer. Looking at Ying Jue's beautiful profile, he couldn't help but feel a little lost, and for a moment he forgot what he was going to do.
Ying was also looking at Yun Mo. She clearly felt that Yun Mo at this moment was very different from when he left Dao's wife. Just a glimpse of it made her feel an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.
Even though Yun Mo didn't have any hostility, the abyss-like aura still made her feel oppressed. Ying couldn't see what Yun Mo was thinking in his heart. At this moment, he seemed to be attracted by a mysterious force.
The package cannot be seen through.
Moreover, there seemed to be something extra in Yun Mo's body... What had this guy experienced during the time he was traveling alone?
Thinking of this, Ying's brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and he stretched out his hands to gently knead Yun Mo's face, as if to rub away the hidden mystery on his body.
Yun Mo's face was soft and very elastic. It changed shape under Ying's fingers. It was strange and smooth, like a piece of marshmallow. She had the urge to take a bite, but in the end, Ying still
Restrained it.
"Are you still you?" Ying Qing murmured.
"Huh?" Yun Mo woke up from his trance state after being kneaded by Ying. Hearing this, he was stunned for a second before reacting.
Yun Mo also stretched out his hand, lifted the hair from Ying's forehead, put his forehead against hers, and said doubtfully: "Do you have a fever? Why are you talking nonsense? Of course I am still me.
La."
"You just have a fever, don't get so close." Ying's pretty face turned slightly red, she said angrily and pushed Yun Mo's head away.
"Don't you think I'm not me? Just come closer and take a closer look." Yun Mo smiled playfully and leaned a little closer, with a smirk on his face and his eyes fixed on Ying's pretty face.
Ying looked at Yun Mo seriously for a while, and immediately his true colors were revealed. Only then did he dispel the doubts in his heart, but he was unwilling to let Yun Mo go just like that. He continued to ravage his face with his little hands and kept talking.
, "Don't look at it, you are still you, so shameless, you are still the same as before."
"Then it seems that the general doesn't have a fever. He thought he didn't even recognize me anymore." Yun Mo knew what Ying was worried about and teased her with jokes, trying to make the atmosphere lighter.
Ying rolled his eyes at Yun Mo and said nothing, but the expression in his eyes was that I don't care about you, which made Yun Mo feel very interesting.
Yun Mo took off the slender jade finger that Ying was caressing on his face, straightened the wrinkles on his robe, and said with a smile: "I brought you some gifts from outside. Do you want to take a look?"
"What gift?" After hearing this, Ying became interested, tilted his head slightly and blinked.
"It's your favorite sweet." The smile on Yun Mo's face became a little mysterious. He snapped his fingers, and many snacks appeared out of thin air on the table in front of Ying.
These desserts were all made by Yunmo in advance. In addition to the three-color dumplings and dumpling milk that Ying already likes, he also made many snacks that can only be found on earth, such as egg tarts, chocolate pudding, mango mousse, and macarons.
etc.
These are what Ying Zai likes in that bizarre world, and Yun Mo brings them all out and dedicates them to his beloved lover.
When he saw these snacks, Ying's eyes suddenly lit up, and a charming smile bloomed on his cold face. The smile was like the peach blossoms in full bloom in March, making people's hearts beat.