As a handsome, gentle, talented and beautiful child, Shen Qianluo would absolutely not let others, especially Zhongli, see his blushing face and helpless look.

He really never imagined that he would die one day.

So, so, since the child is a child, there is nothing wrong with hugging the husband, rubbing against him, sitting in his arms, and sleeping with him...

What would Zhongli think of him?

He really, really just wanted to steal the faith! He had no other intentions! But Mr. Zhongli, who had a lot of faith, looked like he had no idea that his faith was being eaten away. He must have thought... that was, that was me being cute and coquettish in front of him!

Even...will he...

No, no, no, sir, he definitely wouldn't think so much! He's just a rock!

Shen Qianluo's hair stood on end and he pulled Zhongli's claws even harder. The next second, he made up his mind, left his master behind, rushed towards Ganyu like lightning, grabbed the girl's hand and started a 100-meter sprint.

She kept shouting, "I have something to talk to her about. Sir, please go home first! I'll be back later!"

Zhongli, who was suddenly abandoned (?), watched the two figures disappear from his sight very quickly. A cool breeze blew over the man standing alone on the street.

Zhongli:?

What stimulated this child?

Even when he saw me again after a thousand years, he had never shown such an intense reaction.

Could it be that... in the heart of the young boy in the past, the young girl Ganyu is more important than the rigid Geo King?

…He suddenly felt that this year’s autumn wind was much more bleak.

Of course, he wouldn't say much about it...

After thinking for a long time, Zhongli still didn't follow up to take a sneak peek at the two people who had reunited after a long separation. He walked back home in silence, opened the deserted door, and met the eyes of a lonely fox that had been forgotten at home by them.

For some reason, they looked at each other in silence.

Happy house-destroying fox:?

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Finally, after a short breath, he regained a bit of composure, exhaled, controlled his expression, coughed, and deliberately tensed his face, revealing a calm and warm look, then turned around and looked at Ganyu, smiling lightly, making people feel like spring breeze.

He was trying too hard, like a child pretending to be an adult: "I just suddenly thought of something, and I was a little out of control. I'm sorry to have made you worried."

He paused for a moment, looking at Ganyu's reaction, which was obviously even more confusing than his, and began to probe: "Since we are old acquaintances, how should I address you? I can't remember what happened in the past, so I'll have to trouble everyone to take care of me in many aspects."

"Ah...ah! Just call me Ganyu." Ganyu seemed to have just come back to her senses, and her embarrassed and secretly observing eyes kept lingering on Shen Qianluo's pretty face and small body, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Shen Qianluo was a little confused and worried by her look, so he quickly added, "It doesn't matter. Even if I forget the past, I will definitely acknowledge our friendship in the past. Don't worry too much, you can tell me anything."

"Then I will...well, actually, Brother Qianluo..." Ganyu opened her eyes slightly and looked dazed, with her hair half curled up and her cheeks slightly red. She couldn't help but look at the child a few more times, half leaned over, and almost murmured, "You are...so cute now..."

Shen Qianluo:?

The boy's newly established, elegant and graceful youth image (perhaps), just turned into a fluttering butterfly and flew away with the wind along with the girl's loving whispers...

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Shen Qianluo was depressed.

What? What? What? How could such a wise and talented kid like him be cute?

So what kind of person was I in everyone's mind two thousand years ago?

At that moment, the conceited boy's hair stood on end, and he angrily dragged Ganyu to rush to Wanwen Collection and buy several history books and biographies in one go to find out what was going on.

But he was stopped by Ganyu.

"If Brother Qianluo doesn't mind, I have a collection of many books that record history. The books about Brother Qianluo and the Emperor... should be more than what you can find in a bookstore."

The books collected by Ganyu should be more reliable than those in bookstores, right?

After thinking about it, he accepted Ganyu's suggestion. While the girl was running upstairs to get a book, Shen Qianluo blinked and quietly moved to the side of the road next to a Liyue citizen who looked very idle.

"Uncle, I have an investigation assignment on a historical figure. Do you have time to talk to me?"

"Oh? Little boy?" Mu Sheng turned around, his eyes fell on the boy's delicate and obedient face, and nodded, "Of course you can. I have been familiar with history since I was young. You asked the right person."

Shen Qianluo's eyes lit up, and he blurted out expectantly, "So what does uncle think of Xiao Shen?"

"Xiao Shen Qianluo? Lord Yan's best partner and comrade-in-arms, the most controversial god?"

"...the most controversial?" His heart almost tightened, Shen Qianluo hesitated, anxiously waiting for similar critical comments.

Mu Sheng nodded as if it was a matter of course: "Yes. Didn't your teacher tell you? Xiao Shen is excellent in every aspect except that he is weak in martial arts. But there is only one thing that no one can discuss about his character until now. How despicable is he——"

"Only then could a deity like Lord Yan be so reluctant to punish him and put him in solitary confinement in a small dark room?"

Shen Qianluo: ????

Weak? Unable to withstand force?

A small dark room? Crumbs?!

Oh, it's over.

He recalled how he had shown his fighting prowess in front of Zhongli without restraint, and even asked him with a smile if he was very powerful, which earned him many compliments for his powerful fighting prowess...

At this moment, Shen Qianluo suddenly wanted to run back to the tomb of the God Xiao, dig a hole and bury himself in it, and no longer care about these worldly entanglements.

"It's all here." At this moment when the little boy was in a daze and had mitosis, Ganyu hurried towards him with a pile of books. Judging from the covers of the books, they were some relatively objective historical records.

Well, the views in the book are probably the most objective.

With a glimmer of hope, he squatted down and picked up the first collection that Ganyu accidentally dropped at his feet, but Shen Qianluo was stunned.

The flashy cover of Xiaoshen and the shocking title of the book.

What kind of author can write a book like “The Rock King Always Has Evil Plans Against Me”! ! ?

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