Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

Chapter 636 Go steal!

"Miss Ying'er?"

A little yellow-haired animal appeared in Guyun Pavilion. After looking around, it accurately identified the location of its good friend's property and caught a Liyue Chariot King who was supervising with squinting eyes.

The woman in the purple dress turned around, waving a moon-white round fan in her hand, "Traveler?"

The blonde girl nodded, looked around to make sure Su Ming was not there, then grabbed Ying'er and put her into her Chen Ge pot.

"Ah, this..." Ying'er looked at the rapidly changing scenes around her, turned her head and looked at Ying, "The traveler... is a little too impatient..."

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what?

"If you want to do this next time..." Ying'er smiled and looked at Ying, hesitant to say something, "You can just tell me directly, slave..."

"!!!" Ying's eyes widened, "Miss Ying'er, you!"

Stop talking!

This is not the way to kindergarten!

"Where is the traveler going?" Ying'er's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and she smiled, "Isn't he looking for me to have a private chat?"

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Actually, you don’t need to chat privately…

“Ying——” Paimon put his hands on his hips and squinted his eyes at Ying, and couldn’t help but ask: “Have you forgotten what we are going to do with Miss Ying’er again?!”

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"Okay, I'm awake!" Ying looked at Ying'er with a righteous face, vowing not to be led astray again, "I came to you this time to ask you..."

"?" A hint of doubt flashed in Ying'er's eyes. She tilted her head and looked at Ying, waiting for the other party's second half of the sentence.

Ying gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, "Miss Ying'er, do you know the size of Su Ming's clothes?"

Ying'er: ...

"Wait..." Ying'er's eyes flashed with confusion, and she couldn't help but put the handle of the fan against her forehead, "What did you say? Who?"

"Su Ming, what's the size of your childhood sweetheart's clothes?" Paimon poked his head out, looking serious, "Because I don't know who to ask."

I did send a message to Ms. Galina, but she might be on a mission and hasn't replied yet.

The fan covered half of Ying'er's face, and she blinked her exposed eyes. "Why do I know his clothing size?"

She! Ying'er!

Although the car is driving fast, she is not Aquaman!

and……

Why do you want to know Su Ming's clothing size?

"Hmm..." Ying frowned slightly, "What should I do then..."

"Should I give him a gift?" Ying'er thought for a moment, her eyes falling on Ying, "He doesn't seem to have a birthday yet, does he?"

"It can be considered a gift..." Ying frowned and sighed in disappointment, "Why didn't I remember to take one of his clothes before?"

Ying'er looked at the blond boy in front of her and said hesitantly, "Is there a possibility... that you can find them to be models?"

As she spoke, Ying'er stretched out a finger and pointed at two adult men who were sitting in a furry pile not far away and looking at their phones.

Ying glanced back and shook her head. "Although they both have good figures, there are still slight differences. The sizes cannot be different at all."

Hearing this, Ying'er pursed her lips and said, "Then I can't help you... Although Su Ming and I grew up together and have a good relationship, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Okay..." Ying rubbed his forehead and his eyes suddenly fell on the young master.

Her eyes lit up, and she rushed over and shook the young man's arm, "You and Su Ming have a good relationship, do you have any of his old clothes?"

Dadalia: ...

Tartaglia looked up blankly, not caring about her phone which was only two steps away from success. "Why should I store Adonis's old clothes? I'm not a pervert."

and……

No one who is rich and powerful and has to fight all the time will have the chance to wear old clothes.

Either it's broken and dirty, or it's full of blood that can't be washed off.

Ying sighed heavily and squinted her eyes at the piece of paper in front of them. "Then what should we do... We don't even know Su Ming's size, how can we prepare a gift?"

"Is there a possibility..." Ying'er frowned and hesitantly suggested, "You can find Miss Anina? Or... go steal one now?"

The butler probably knows his master better than Su Ming himself, and...

If you can’t figure it out, just go steal it now!

It's not too late.

Ying's eyes lit up, and her sharp gaze fell on the two big men in front of her.

Go steal!

But I can't go.

Su Ming is very generous when she is generous, but usually he is on guard against her like he is on guard against some flower thief.

Tartaglia sighed heavily, looking helpless, "I can't go. I don't want to appear on the light novel rankings with Adonis."

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What's wrong with being on the charts?

There is money to be made!

Seeing the rejection on Tartaglia's face, Ying silently turned his gaze to Diluk, "Then..."

“No.” Diluk’s expression did not change at all. He looked at the girl in front of him and said in a deep voice, “I have no reason to enter his bedroom.”

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What other reason do you need?

Aren’t so many light novels enough of a reason?

The three of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere fell into silence.

Ying'er sat there bored, stroking a pile of fur with her hands.

I don't know where this fabric came from, it's colorful and feels pretty good.

At the side, Paimon bit an apple and blinked, "Have you forgotten that there is another person in our Dust Song Pot?"

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The blonde frowned and thought carefully for a long time.

"Snapped--"

With a slight sound, Ying came back to her senses and clapped her hands vigorously, "I remember now, Douzi!"

It’s no big deal that Douzi ran into Su Ming’s bedroom even though he was so crazy!

As soon as the words fell, everyone present except Ying'er's eyes lit up.

Several people looked at each other, their eyes full of light.

good idea!

beans!

Bean's madness should be used in this kind of occasion!

Ying'er covered her lips with her fan and hesitated for a while before speaking, "Who is Douzi?"

Ying blinked her eyes. "Su Ming's adopted son is certainly not his biological son."

Ying'er: ...

You have a son?

"You said...his name is Douzi?" Ying'er thought about it carefully and said hesitantly, "What kind of child is he?"

"Sister Ying'er!" The green-haired boy was summoned and threw himself into Ying'er's arms, his dark green eyes full of surprise. "Sister Ying'er, I love you! I will marry you when I grow up! You must wait for me! Kill that Timaus..."

Cao thief!

Ying'er: ...

"You've seen it now." The blonde girl spread her hands and pulled the beans apart. "Just tell me whether he is Su Ming's adopted son or not!"

Ying'er: ...

Ying'er lowered her head, met the boy's eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

Her woman's intuition told her that this was Su Ming!