Achieving Genshin in the Collapsed World

"If you can hold your head to prevent squatting, it should be cuter."

Although she didn't understand why it would be more cute to hold her head to prevent squatting, Cecilia, who always thought she was behind the times, didn't delve into it, just said with a smile,

"Yeah, she's been cute since we met as children."

Then his tone changed, and he changed his address directly,

"When my mother got married, sister Teresa was my bridesmaid."

"She was also wearing a wedding dress, which was very cute."

"Wow..."

Meng Meng exclaimed very cooperatively, but deliberately did not respond to the name "Sister Teresa" in her mother's mouth.

So Cecilia glanced at her, and then went on,

"It's been so many years, and I don't know if sister Teresa is married."

"It was agreed at the beginning that she will be your godmother."

"And I'm godmother to her children."

Vivid memories of the past resurfaced in her mind one by one, making Cecilia's emotions a little elevated.

Her tone raised slightly, but she said,

"You know what? Your name..."

As if cold water had been poured on her head, Cecilia froze and closed her mouth abruptly.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly.

At this time, the petite blond waiter came over with a tray,

"Guest, your coffee."

Standing up directly from the chair, Cecilia, with a smile on her face, took the coffee in a hurry,

"Ah, thanks."

Then he put a cup of coffee with white cream and brown latte art in front of the dreamer, blinked one eye and said,

"The espresso is very bitter, you should drink the sweet caramel macchiato here."

Although I have said it many times, I don't care about the name Kiyana.

But obviously, Cecilia has not come out completely.

In her heart, she is still very keen on this aspect.

"This is what Mom ordered."

Pursing her lips, Meng Meng said in a capricious tone, ungrateful at all,

"Bitter is authentic, I want to drink some kind of espresso."

"Where did you hear that statement?"

Somewhat dumbfounding, Cecilia said,

"The authenticity of coffee is not based on whether it tastes bitter or not."

"But the elegant people on TV drink bitter coffee."

"How can this happen! If this is the case, wouldn't bitter melon juice be the most authentic coffee?"

"Bitter melon juice?"

Mengmeng was stunned when he suddenly heard the name of the drink he was familiar with.

But right away, she remembered that she once bought a bottle out of curiosity and tasted it.

So he said directly with disgust on his face,

"Is that something people drink?"

Then decisively picked up the caramel macchiato coffee in front of me,

"I drink this."

This cute look made Cecilia couldn't help but smile, and then said quickly,

"Be careful, be careful not to burn it."

"Um..."

After a sound in his throat, Meng Meng lowered his head and took a sip.

Immediately, the expression on her face froze.

[Mom, I'm dead. 】

Then he picked up the ice water next to him and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, I realized in a dream that my real body has a very sensitive sense of taste, and generally I can only eat some light and non-polluting food.

So she used to use the split body to enjoy all kinds of delicacies before.

But now that he has just used his strength and has not yet restrained himself, Mengmeng is about the same as ordinary people, and even under the exercise of Xia Yuqing, his sense of taste has become sensitive and slender.

With this bite, the taste buds explode instantly...

"what happened?"

Her reaction immediately made Cecilia stand up anxiously, but there was a loud noise,

"Are you uncomfortable?"

With a bitter face and a small white beard on her mouth, Mengmeng said with tears in her eyes,

"It is too sweet."

Upon hearing this, Cecilia took a sip of the caramel macchiato coffee.

She didn't taste anything wrong with the taste, she looked at the pitiful expression on her daughter's face, and immediately thought of nothing, walked over quickly and hugged her into her arms.

Then, while picking up a tissue to wipe off the white beard under Dream's nose, he said comfortingly,

"It's okay, it's too sweet, let's drink it."

Then she said to the middle-aged boss who rushed over when she heard the voice,

"Boss, please bring me a cup of tea."

The face of the boss with a mustache immediately turned bright,

"Guest, we are a coffee shop here."

At this time, stroking the silver hair of her daughter who was buried in her arms, Cecilia, who was overflowing with motherhood, asked directly,

"do not have it?"

The aura of the strongest Valkyrie who once belonged to [Destiny] was inadvertently revealed, which immediately made the middle-aged boss shudder.

"Please wait, guest."

Then he hurriedly turned and left.

Enjoying Cecilia's soft and warm embrace, Meng Meng laughed softly,

"Mom, you scared him."

"Um..."

Responding softly, Cecilia, who was a little obsessed with the atmosphere at this time, said,

"Wait a while and apologize with me."

"it is good."

After agreeing, Meng Meng adjusted her posture, then asked,

"Mom already found out?"

The nonsensical questions made Cecilia a little confused,

"Hey, what?"

"That is, if you come into contact with [Honkai Neng], you can quickly recover your strength."

"Wake up" from the atmosphere of mother and daughter loving each other, Cecilia pondered for a while,

"emmm..."

"Actually, I'm not sure, I just feel more or less that way."

"That's true."

Directly affirming her guess, the dream said,

"But I don't want my mother to come into contact with [Honkai energy] again, because it is a polluted power."

"To use an analogy, it is equivalent to a falsified [university textbook]."

"When you don't have the foundation of elementary school, junior high school, and high school, you will go astray if you come into contact with such textbooks."

It was the first time I heard such a statement, and Cecilia asked with some doubts,

"Polluted?"

"I don't know exactly what happened, it's just..."

The dream originally wanted to explain clearly, but for a while, I didn't know where to start.

So after being stuck for a while, she asked,

"Mom, do you want to live forever?"

Chapter 230 Three: Not This Usage

Immortality?

This topic was so jumpy that Cecilia, who had regarded 50 years old as the limit of her life since she was a child, didn't know how to answer it.

After all, she really didn't think about this kind of problem at all.