"Master Wendy, I..."

Meeting Wendy's eyes, Xiao opened his mouth, as if he had endless words to say, then lowered his eyes, "I just care about him."

The color of the Wind God's eyes is very beautiful, as if it is filled with a lake of fine wine, always carrying countless smiles and tenderness. The clarity of the pupils sways in the moonlight, creating subtle ripples, broad and playful.

After being dragged around Liyue by Venti for several days, Xiao knew very well that Venti did not want to get close to Shen Qianluo, and that he was too wounded to act so cheerful. He just chose to give in after witnessing the smile and tenderness that the young man showed to the gods of Liyue again and again.

After all, some emotions that are not suitable for public display should be allowed to dissipate with the wind, leaving only the thoughts that make people care about them.

I think no matter how many hundreds or thousands of years have passed, only the misses and regrets are worth remembering.

He has understood this truth for a long time, but as the person who was stranded there, he didn't know whether this ending was a reward for freedom or a torture of fate.

If even the Wind Demon is like this, what about the young immortal himself?

Xiao was blowing the wind silently, his expression confused and sad under the moonlight.

He didn't understand.

He always cared more about the boy who saved him from danger than ordinary friends. A thousand years ago, he indulged Shen Qianluo's lively personality and let him rub against his original body. After a thousand years of loss and recovery, how could he not care more about him, to the point that he would rather sacrifice his own life than let the boy suffer any harm.

But Shen Qianluo always pushed him away again and again.

He knew he had no ill intentions, and no intention of rejecting the feelings he had never expressed, but...

In the other person's heart, he has indeed always been the half-grown boy who has never grown up.

Even if her golden eyes were cold in a bloody battle with monsters at night, she would still retract all her terrifying fangs during the day, follow him silently, look up at him stubbornly and refuse to let go, and he would rub her head lovingly, saying with a smile, "You're very well behaved."

But in Xiao's heart, there is another god who is equally worthy of belief, and that is the person the boy loves, the Rock King Morax.

He was a little at a loss again.

...The person he cares about the most and the person he admires the most are together. How can he be angry or even think of competing with them?

"He is indeed a sad child who can't express himself." Wendy looked at the silent and melancholy expression of the bird fairy and couldn't help but chuckle, "After being with Qianluo for so long, it's not good for him to be so introverted. Well... this should be considered his failure~"

"It's not like that..." Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, Xiao was suddenly grabbed by his claws, shaking his head with a floating tone.

"Alright, alright, stop thinking about these sad things. I am also very sad about losing the lovely little Qianluo. Otherwise... let's go and consume our worries?"

“Consumption…trouble?”

"I just want to drown my sorrows in wine. I finally came to Liyue, so I have to drink to my heart's content before leaving. Xiao, you've lived in Liyue for so long, do you have any fine wines in your collection that I can taste?"

"Good wine... Well, I haven't had wine for a long time. Maybe Liuyun and the others have some stored in their cave."

"Eh——The immortal from Jueyunjian? If I go to her to ask for it like this, will she beat me away?"

"Not while I'm here..."

In the end... the ending of the two people's deep conversation under the moon was that Wendy dragged Xiao to Jueyunjian to fool around.

When it comes to being naughty, Lord Wind God and that young man who loves to play pranks are quite similar.

Even a gesture to awaken his consciousness with music.

Being dragged away in a daze, Xiao hesitated for a moment to speak, and chose to leave it to fate and follow Xie Xie to be happy.

Anyway, the people in Jue Yunjian received messages from several immortals who were still walking in the world, informing them of the various shocking events that happened in Liyue Harbor, and even the current situation of Shen Qianluo and Zhongli. They all flapped their wings and flew to Liyue Harbor again and hid in the corner.

Bring the gods from neighboring countries to Jueyunjian to dig a few jars of fine wine to entertain them, and then use magic to tell them the details. Liuyun will naturally not be stingy in front of outsiders.

…Anyway, there shouldn’t be any problems, right?

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Shen Qianluo felt that he had disguised himself very well.

It was still the dim night light, and the soft bed that he loved so much (Shen Qianluo had changed the bed specially because Zhongli often came to use it), and it was still the familiar, fragrant and pleasant smell in the quilt.

But their identities are very different.

So the boy crawled into the quilt and hid quietly in the nest, leaving only a tuft of hair dangling outside, pretending to be asleep, waiting for Longlong to take the bait.

Tonight is the best time for him to fight back and bite Zhongli!

All you have to do is bite the back of the neck and you will get a dragon that you can rub and knead as you like. Isn’t that one of the best things in life!

When I think of Longlong's cute paw pads, his soft tail dangling in the air, his silly and helpless eyes, and his small, round dragon horns...

The boy, his heart overflowing with excitement, fell into deep thought.

Now he is Longlong's handsome boyfriend, so it seems natural that he can touch, nibble, and mess with Longlong's horns, right?

As for the unknown and terrible events that would happen if he touched the dragon horns, as long as he could subdue Zhongli, all the accidents would be nipped in the bud.

A particularly perfect plan, and it will be very simple next time.

Shen Qianluo, feeling inexplicably inspired, closed his eyes, concealed his breath as much as possible, and waited for Zhongli's breath to get closer and closer, and to arrive at the battlefield step by step.

As soon as the other party lifted the quilt, he immediately...!

The next second, Shen Qianluo, who had been prepared and ready to go, did not wait for the sound of wind. He only felt himself sinking suddenly. At this moment, his expression was stunned, and he was completely held by Longlong, ya.

In a panic, the other party's voice was much lower than usual and he couldn't hear it clearly. However, the thick cotton made him instinctively feel the danger: "Qian Luo is... trying to bewitch me?"

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