Ying, who returned to Baiju Niji first, has already entered the bathroom to take a bath.
In her mind, she never thought that Famas would shamelessly come into her and Paimon's room.
After a while, the blond girl stood up from the slightly cold bath water, dried her body and pushed open the bathroom door. She immediately saw the little Paimon who was in the shape of a large letter and occupying the center of the entire bed.
"Paimon, don't take up the whole bed by yourself..."
Ying used a towel to dry the water droplets on her hair. There was still some water on the ends of her hair, and the light in her eyes shone brightly.
Throwing the bath towel in her hand onto the wooden chair aside, she sat on the edge of the bed, put her legs together and got under the quilt, finding a comfortable position. Just as she was about to close her eyes and rest, a heavy object pressed down on her thigh.<
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"No, no!"
"Ying's body smells so good."
Paimon hugged Ying's thigh and rubbed Ying's freshly washed skin with enjoyment.
"It's itchy, Paimon... let go!"
Ying shook her right leg, trying to throw Paimon off. Although she often slept outdoors with her and was already used to being a clingy little guy, Ying still patted Paimon on the head out of habit after her thigh was sneak-attacked.
She curled up her legs, held Paimon on her stomach, and let out a sigh of relief.
After a day of running around, her legs had begun to feel faintly sore. It happened that Paimon's hands were restless, so she just massaged herself.
Ying leaned on the bedside and thought about the information he had received in the past few days.
According to Famas, after the Demon God War ends, the Rock God Morax will be the strongest among the Seven Gods. Even if a thousand years have passed, this will not change easily.
So I don’t think anyone on the Teyvat continent can take away the life of the Rock God so easily.
Unless...it is of his own free will.
Making such a bold assumption, Ying looked around with a guilty conscience.
The noisy Liyue market on a moonlit night was still brightly lit, but there were only a few small lattice windows in the room where Ying and Paimon stayed, which revealed a faint yellow light. Little Emergency Food rested his head on Ying's lap, and
A warm atmosphere arises spontaneously.
Paimon squinted his eyes and muttered something in Ying's arms.
The blonde girl took advantage of the situation and touched her little head, which was resting on her thigh, and then gently placed her hands above Paimon's ears.
"Go to rest early, Paimon."
Ying's gentle voice suddenly reached his ears, and the palms covering his ears still retained the voice. A sigh and a relaxed voice flowed on the top of Paimon's heart.
"Hey, okay!"
Paimon curled up his neck and curled up obediently on Ying's belly.
On the other side, Zhongli, who was thinking about life on Guiliyuan, also slowly returned to Liyue Port, but before that, he first went to Chunxiang Kiln where Miss Yinger was on duty.
Chunxiang Kiln looks like an ordinary porcelain shop on the surface, but it also deals in rouge, gouache and other things.
It was getting late, and Ying'er was wiping the porcelain in the shop and preparing to close the shop. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhongli, whom he met often, slowly arrived at the door of the incense kiln.
"Miss Ying'er, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm here to pick up the porcelain that was customized in your store earlier."
Zhongli stared at Ying'er's movements with a calm expression, but he knew that Miss Ying'er was notorious for speaking inappropriately.
"Ah, it turns out that's the case, it's just a trivial matter."
Ying'er smiled, turned around and scanned the dozens of pieces of exquisite porcelain placed behind her, tapping her fingertips in the void, searching and inspecting them, while looking at Zhongli's reddish eyes with her peripheral vision.
"Say..."
The corners of Ying'er's mouth slowly raised, and she held the porcelain plate firmly in her hand.
"Earlier today, a traveler named Ying and her little pet came here and asked me to teach them how to make balm."
"Because I was busy making the porcelain customized by Mr. Zhongli, I just wrote the recipe to them and asked them to go to Wanmin Hall to find Xiangling..."
Ying'er lowered her head and carefully packed the porcelain plates. Her slender fingers carefully flew over the wooden box and the packaging rope. She pinched the rope with her thumb and index finger and rubbed it between her fingertips.
"I asked who this ointment was for...and it was for you?"
Ying'er raised her hand, repeated the kneading movement clearly, and shook the string between her fingers.
"I actually want the girl to give me balm... It seems that Mr. Zhongli is still a passionate person?"
Although it is an ointment offered to the Rock God, strictly speaking, these ointments can indeed be regarded as being given to Zhongli.
In the past, Zhongli would have just pretended not to hear, but seeing the weird smile on Ying'er's face, he still thought for a while and explained: "These ointments are only used as funerary objects."
"Buried with...!"
The smile on Ying'er's face suddenly froze, and the hands holding out the porcelain also paused in mid-air.
The ceremony of sending immortals is actually a more solemn burial ceremony, and the ointment is offered to the rock god. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a burial object.
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Zhongli's mouth, and he took the wrapped porcelain from Ying'er's hand as if victorious.
"He actually took the ointment given to him by the girl as a burial gift... He is truly worthy of being a guest at the Hall of Rebirth."
Zhongli's smile froze this time. He always felt that he and Ying'er were communicating across servers.
"Everyone is thinking about Mr. Keqing's ideal type. Mr. Zhongli, who is knowledgeable and talented, is generous and decent in dealing with others, and has such a face... but I have never heard of anyone thinking about him."
"Could it be that...Mr. Zhongli likes men? Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like it, but in this way, I still have a chance..."
Ying'er stood aside quietly, couldn't help but raise her hand, covered her mouth and smiled softly, her eyebrows couldn't help but become curved.
"Only when you have no distracting thoughts can you complete the things in the Rebirth Hall."
In Ying'er's meaningful eyes, Zhongli coughed lightly, defended himself, and turned around to return to the Hall of Rebirth.
Looking at Zhongli who almost seemed to be running away, Ying'er, who had witnessed the whole process, stood aside quietly. At this time, she finally couldn't help but raise her hand, covered her mouth and smiled softly, and her eyebrows couldn't help but become curved.
Returning to the Hall of Purity, Zhongli put the two extra boxes of ointment back into the cabinet. In order to prevent the walnuts from being rummaged around, he sealed the cabinet with his divine power. Then he placed the porcelain in his hand on the wooden cabinet on the first floor, and finally returned to his own room.
room, walked to the ebony desk, sat down, and started making tea gracefully.
Hutao is a night owl, and now he mostly hangs around Wuwangpo, returning at dawn.
"I wonder if that guy from Famas has returned to Liyue?"
Zhongli poured the brewed tea into the white jade-like tea cup, took off his coat, draped it on the chair, took a sip of the still steaming tea, took a long breath, walked to the bedside, and prepared
Make up the bed where Wendy and Famas slept a few days ago.
Finally, I no longer have to go to Beiguo Bank to stay overnight.
However, when Zhongli looked at his crib with a smile, an abnormal bulge made him clenched his fists.
He lifted up the quilt and saw a red-and-white-haired boy, wearing only shorts and sleeping sprawled out.
There was still a little crystal liquid on the corner of the boy's mouth, which happened to drip on Zhongli's favorite sandalwood pillow.
"Famas..."
A rock gun appeared in Zhongli's hand.
"Go away... who dares... to disturb my rest!"
Hearing Zhongli's voice, Famas, who had been sleeping comfortably, frowned, turned over with a sigh of relief, and waved his arms, trying to drive away the person who disturbed his sleep.
Zhongli's lazy look made Zhongli even angrier.
Why is it so natural for you to take over other people’s things!