Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

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Fu Nina looked up with some confusion at Chang Ming, who was sitting opposite her and calmly marking documents. She was a little confused for a moment.

Is it her imagination?

Why did she feel...that Chang Ming was angry just now?

After a little thought, Furninna rejected this idea.

After all, the bad feeling just now only lasted for a moment, and it might also be because I was a little upset by those rumors these two days.

Thinking of this, Funina shook her head gently and continued to play with the little girl lying on her lap.

Time passed by bit by bit with the rustling sound of the feather pen scratching across the paper.

Perhaps because Chang Ming had calmed down her irritability and anxiety, Funina gently put the kitten back to where it was used to curl up.

He held his face with one hand and looked quietly at Chang Ming who was concentrating on correcting documents.

For Funina, as long as she was not in a good mood, she would just come to Chang Ming.

Even if she didn't say it, he could keenly and accurately detect her emotional changes, and then use some simple but effective methods to comfort her.

Just like the cake joke just now.

This kind of plot has been a frequent occurrence in the past four hundred years, but it has increased in frequency due to the sudden increase in pressure in recent years.

"Ah...Thank goodness Chang Ming is by my side, otherwise I would be hiding in my room crying secretly at this time, right?"

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Funina's face, and then she just looked at Chang Ming quietly.

For her, this is one of her few "leisure moments".

Just like that, under the setting sun, she quietly watched him working hard, with a happy smile on her face.

Furninna was very glad.

“For the past five hundred years...it’s been great to have you by my side.

......

An unknown amount of time had passed before Chang Ming finally put down the feather pen in his hand. He stretched himself, looked at the darkening sky outside, and nodded slightly.

"The timing is just right. I'm packing up and getting ready to leave work."

As Chang Ming spoke, he put away the feather pen in his hand and asked subconsciously:

"Funina, you..."

Before Chang Ming could finish his words, he noticed the little blue cake that had fallen asleep at the other end of his desk at some point in time.

Looking at the crooked top hat that was about to fall to the ground, Chang Ming was a little amused and helpless for a moment.

"She actually fell asleep like this... It seems that what happened recently has given her a headache..."

Chang Ming muttered to himself as he gently walked behind Funina and slowly held her in his arms from behind.

——Judging from the skillful movements...this is not the first time Chang Ming has done this.

The bright moonlight poured into the room through the office window, allowing Chang Ming to see the girl's beautiful and peaceful sleeping face.

Although I don't know if Funina will be as peaceful as she is now when she falls asleep alone, but...

At least with him, she could get a moment of peace.

Just like that, Chang Ming left the office with the little blue cake in his arms as if he was familiar with the place and placed it on the small bed in her room.

After simply tucking in the quilt for Funina, Chang Ming did not leave her room immediately.

He used the moonlight to tidy up the hair that was stuck to her cheeks due to sweat, and said softly:

"May you have a dream as bright as the stars tonight, my God."

After saying that, Chang Ming tiptoed out of Funina's room.

As the wooden door was gently closed and Chang Ming's footsteps faded away, Funina's originally steady breathing suddenly became rapid.

She slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and under the moonlight, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

Finina slowly sat up from her bed, then buried her little head in the quilt, like a little ostrich in trouble.

"Who is 'your god'..."

Finina muttered quietly under the quilt.

Although there are no happy words in this sentence, but...

When Fu Nina said this, she was smiling.

......

Having accepted Navia's invitation, Chang Ming got out of bed almost at dawn.

After simply tidying up his appearance, he hurriedly left Momang Palace.

He is not the yellow-haired traveler, so he cannot use those ancient "teleportation anchors". Therefore, if he wants to go to Baisong Town to attend the memorial service... he has to rely on those more ancient means of transportation.

For example, a boat, or your own pair of legs.

However, when Chang Ming just walked out of the gate of Momang Palace, he saw Miles standing on the street just opposite the gate of Momang Palace.

And Myles seemed to have noticed Chang Ming's appearance. The elegant old butler bowed slightly to Chang Ming, and then said softly:

"Master Chang Ming, Miss Navia arranged for me to pick you up and take you to Baisong Town."

Hearing this, Chang Ming was stunned at first, then he smiled, nodded and sighed:

"Navia's growth... is really getting more and more amazing. She used to be a reckless little girl, but now... she has become a capable president."

Upon hearing this, Myles nodded slightly, and a smile from the heart appeared on his slightly weathered face.

He had long regarded Navia as his own child. Just ask yourself, which parent would not be happy when hearing others praising their child?

"Thanks to your support, Lord Chang Ming."

"To be honest, Navia's growth has nothing to do with me. If you hadn't been there to support her, I'm afraid that Cales wouldn't have gotten his injustice done."

Chang Ming shrugged and said with emotion.

"But you also gave Miss enough help and encouragement. Even those organizations and chambers of commerce that had originally severed ties with the Thorn Rose Society came to apologize in person yesterday."

"If it weren't for your support, it would probably take at least two or three years to achieve this, until the Rose of Thorns has recovered a little bit."

After hearing this, Chang Ming stopped arguing and just endured it all with peace of mind.

With this, a regent of Fontaine and the steward of the Rose of the Thorn Society chatted casually and boarded the boat, heading for Baisong Town, not far from Fontaine Court.