Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

When Shen Qianluo woke up at noon the next day, he realized that he might have been fooled by Zhongli yesterday.

On weekdays, he had nothing to do, so he always liked to sleep until the sun was high in the sky. Now when he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a while, and he still remembered the sadness after the madness and shock.

The moment the god pushed him away on the cold moonlit night, the young man was truly stunned where he stood, his heart filled with confusion and sadness that he had never felt before.

At that moment, he even truly thought that he had annoyed Longlong and was abandoned by him again.

Sitting in the cold and lonely air as the warmth left, the boy's expression of obedience and attachment to Zhongli faded silently. Instead, there was deep pain and obsession in the depths of his slightly sunken eyes.

That's why he chased after her without stopping, and stood alone outside the door, waiting anxiously and sadly for a long time.

If Longlong, who had sworn to love him forever, really betrayed him, then locking him up in the house and punishing him unhappily would be more than just the nonsense of the young master who was born as a god.

But... he was definitely not very sad...

Absolutely not. I am so sad that I can hardly breathe...

Fortunately, he has enough patience with his beloved Longlong, and fortunately, they are both people who love each other and value the contract.

Shen Qianluo yawned lazily and got up sleepily. He rubbed his eyes, his messy hair fell from his shoulders, and in his arms he held a soft dragon pillow that came from nowhere.

It was probably because Zhongli was unable to break free from Shen Qianluo's octopus bear hug after waking up, so he had no choice but to use magic to conjure up a dragon and stuff it into his arms.

He lazily buried his head in the Longlong pillow.

But Shen Qianluo always felt that it was not satisfying enough.

Is this the extent of sleeping with your lover?

Fortunately, his boyfriend was worried and scared for a long time, fearing that he would mess up his first time (fog) and give Longlong a bad experience.

Thinking of this, Shen Qianluo's eyelashes fluttered, and with a hum, she completely sank into Longlong's arms, fell sideways, and chose to take a good nap.

As expected, Zhongli, who noticed the commotion, started to coax him.

"If you don't sleep regularly, you'll often experience symptoms such as drowsiness or mental fatigue. Now is the time, it's time to get up, Qianluo."

"Uh-huh……"

Shen Qianluo perfunctorily turned over, rubbed Longlong's pillow, and continued to sleep. The dragon brand alarm clock beside him was urging him again. At this time, Longlong was not even as cute as the pillow.

“…” His eyes fell on the pillow that suddenly seemed a bit annoying, and Zhongli was silent for a second.

When the boy curled up with the pillow in his arms, his fair and delicate neck was exposed to the warm sunlight. His hair was scattered around his body, with the ends of his hair curled slightly by the quilt, adding a lot of playfulness and tenderness.

...still makes him want to...~

With a helpless sigh, Zhongli finally picked her up gently, held her in his arms, and caressed her soft hair, passing it lightly over her ears and cheeks, his breath blowing on her while his slender fingers unbuttoned and fastened the buttons one by one.

Seeing Shen Qianluo's body stiffen and he opened his eyes in a daze, he realized belatedly that he was being fucked by Longlong again, and pushed him out, closing the door and sending him away. Zhongli couldn't help but raise his hand to his mouth and smiled silently.

I have clearly pushed him like that before, why is he still so shy?

Mr. Zhongli, in a cheerful mood, brought the freshly cooked meal to the table. During the time he spent with Shen Qianluo, his mood got better and better, and his tired mentality relaxed a lot.

The expression of the young man changes from a tired and calm god to one that is gradually tainted with the seven emotions and six desires of the world. He is like the scorching sun and the gods who have descended to the earth, falling into the sea of ​​love in the world of mortals, and seeing the flowers intoxicating him.

From now on, I will no longer be alone, and we will go to the mountains in the evening snow together.

The boy liked the food he cooked, so he changed his habit of spending money like water on restaurants and took on the responsibility of preparing Shen Qianluo's breakfast...and lunch.

As for dinner, it was the home turf of the young master who proudly rolled up his sleeves and showed off his cooking skills.

So when Shen Qianluo came to him, Zhongli spoke: "Just now, the immortals sent a message that a rare diplomatic incident occurred in Jueyunjian, which is rare in a thousand years. If you and I have time, it would be better for us to deal with it personally."

"Diplomatic incident..." This sentence attracted the boy's attention. Shen Qianluo kept chewing and blinked his eyes. A sense of foreboding spread in his heart, "Could it be... Brother Wendy?"

"That's right." Zhongli looked at him and confirmed the boy's guess, but there was a subtle weirdness in his eyes, "Qianluo, you and I have always been equals. Now that you have returned to your youthful form, your way of addressing him... is inappropriate."

Shen Qianluo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you worried that you are too young and will lose face?"

Zhongli immediately clarified: "I don't mind, but his personality has always been like this. If he knew our current identities, he would surely make trouble again."

The young man suddenly came close to Longlong, staring at him with a serious look on his face: "Ali has a noble and elegant authentic girl like me, but you are still afraid of those unorthodox ones! Let's go quickly, let's go find Brother Wendy to make trouble~"

When Zhongli thought of the encounter between Shen Qianluo and Wendy, he began to have a headache: "The drunkard poet is not in good condition now. I'm afraid he won't be able to fool around with you when we meet later."

"…Brother Wendy, what's this?"

“…drank all the vintage wines in Jueyunjian.”

"...?"

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One day, in Jueyunjian, a drunken wind elf carried out an execution.

A group of people were criticizing the immortals around them. Among them, Liuyun, whose home had been robbed of everything, flapped his wings, and his feathers soared into the sky in anger.

“Nonsense, nonsense! You, the demon god, are the god of a neighboring country, how can you act so frivolously! That is the nectar that this immortal has treasured for hundreds of years, and this drunkard actually drank it with a wooden bucket!?”

He looked so angry that if Xueyue and Lishui hadn't hurriedly stopped him, he would have rushed up to the young god who was looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and grinning, and gave him a hard peck on the head.

At least when Shen Qianluo dragged Zhongli there, this chaotic scene was what he saw.

Xiao, who was standing aside, stood there with his head down, which was rare. His clothes were a little disheveled, his face was full of guilt and reluctance, and he looked extremely regretful and at a loss.

He never expected that Wendy, seeing alcohol, was like a cat smelling blood. Even he couldn't stop her and she forced him to drink a lot of alcohol.

When he suddenly came to his senses, all he saw was a pile of wine jars scattered all over the floor and a Wendy who was rolling around happily.

…Now that things have come to this, it is his responsibility.

Perhaps because she vaguely sensed Shen Qianluo's presence while drunk, Wendy, who was lying on the ground and talking nonsense, suddenly widened her misty eyes. The next second, she jumped up on the spot and rushed forward as if turning into a meteor.

“Is Qianluo here!? Hehehe Qianluo, let Brother Wendy hug you——~~”

It hit Zhongli's chest.

Wendy paused for a second: "..."

Zhongli with a gloomy look: "..."