Genshin Impact: Funina sentenced me to prison for having a wife

This was not the first time that Yan Fei told Shen He that he was running out of energy.

These words came from Yan Fei's mouth.

In Shen He's ears, he felt as if he heard these words.

"Xigou, can you do it?"

Of course, Shen He had no confidence to refute.

In Funina's eyes, Shen He is definitely not a thin dog.

But for Yan Fei, calling him a thin dog is an understatement.

If Shen He had this semi-immortal physique, he would not be able to finish the farming even if he worked himself to death, right?

"How is it going? Have you dealt with the Hilichurls that were lured out?" Shen He looked at Yan Fei for a while.

I found that there seemed to be no obvious signs of battle on Yan Fei's body.

There was just a bit of gray stuff on the hem of the skirt, a bit like wood ash.

There was also a little bit of it on the pink thighs.

Shen He actually really wanted to help Yan Fei wipe it off. Don't get me wrong, Shen He just simply felt that a stain of gray left on Yan Fei's pink thighs affected her appearance a bit.

"It's a piece of cake. It can be solved in no time."

Yan Fei clapped her hands and said with a little pride.

When she caught Shen He's eye, she found that he was staring at her legs.

Yan Fei couldn't help but feel shy and uneasy. She tried to divert Shen He's attention, but she couldn't help but think of herself in shorts, and her cheeks began to heat up slightly.

Yan Fei noticed Shen He's gaze and felt a little flustered.

She didn't know why Shen He was staring at her legs, but she could feel her heartbeat speeding up.

It seemed as if it was about to jump out of her throat. She tried to calm herself down, but she couldn't help but think of Shen He's gentle eyes and every little thing between them.

Unable to control myself, a layer of redness appeared at the base of my ears, which slowly spread to my neck.

Yan Fei felt as if her face was burned by fire. She wanted to cover her face with her hands, but felt that this would be too embarrassing.

She could only lower her head, hoping Shen He would not notice her predicament.

Perhaps because the skin is too delicate, this layer of peach pink is very eye-catching.

Yan Fei felt as if Shen He had seen through her face. She wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape. She could only silently endure Shen He's gaze, hoping that he would stop looking at her.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Fei said coquettishly.

Her voice was trembling, as if she was trying to hide her nervousness. She stretched out her hand to block her beautiful legs, trying to block Shen He's sight.

But she was only wearing shorts, and her thighs were almost completely exposed. How could a pair of hands cover them?

"Your skirt is very dirty, and there is dust on your legs." Shen He swallowed and said.

grandma's.

It’s simply a benefit for those who love legs.

Unlike Funina's slender and white legs, Yanfei's legs are pink.

"Is that so?"

Yan Fei lowered her head and looked at her legs, and sure enough, she saw a bunch of residual ash stuck on them.

Her clothes were all made by immortals. They were invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. Naturally, there were no war-damaged ones.

Yan Fei felt like she had misunderstood.

She quickly patted the wood ash on her thighs and skirt.

His palm slapped on his thigh, making a "pa pa" sound. It took Shen He a lot of willpower to control himself from thinking too much.

At the same time, I kept repeating it in my mind.

"Fufu, I didn't mean it. This is my body's instinctive reaction."

If he had no reaction to Yan Fei, or even no feelings towards her, then maybe something would go wrong.

It means that he is not functioning properly, but the reality is that he is functioning normally.

"Let's go and see if the person is still alive."

Yan Fei straightened her clothes, with some blush still on her face.

With her slender legs, she walked towards the man in animal skins lying on the pile of food.

Shen He also followed.

The two men came to the unconscious man in animal skins.

Yan Fei stretched out a finger and placed it in front of the nose of the man in animal skin.

"Still angry."

A hint of joy appeared on Yan Fei's brows.

As long as the man is alive, there is no such thing as eating up the entire family.

"He's just a little weak. No matter what, let's carry him back first." Yan Fei said.

As he said this, he prepared to carry the man in animal skins on his back.

Shen He quickly stopped Yan Fei.

"No, I'll carry it."

Shen He volunteered.

He didn't want Yan Fei to have physical contact with other men, even if he was carrying a patient on his back.

Wait, it seems like he has nothing to do with Yan Fei?

It seems that I have no right to stop Yan Fei from touching other men.

Never mind, it just won’t work.

Yan Fei had no idea about Shen He's awkward and possessive mentality.

"Are you...okay?"

Yan Fei looked at Shen He with suspicion.

Shen He's physical fitness is very poor, but it cannot be said to be poor, it can only be said to be similar to that of ordinary people.

Carrying someone back to Liyue Harbor?

"Row!"

Shen He said in a decisive tone.

It has to work even if it doesn't work!

"Okay, let's go." Seeing Shen He's tough attitude, Yan Fei stopped talking.

Shen He carried a person weighing more than 100 pounds on his back and followed Yan Fei. The two walked towards Liyue Harbor together.

"How is it, is it heavy?"

"not heavy."

Shen He said stubbornly.

Being stubborn has its price.

The result was that when Shen He and Yan Fei came back, Shen He was exhausted.

After handing the animal skin man to Grandma Ping, Shen He lay on the bed and didn't want to move at all.

If I had known it would be so tiring, I would have let Yan Fei carry me.

No, that’s not possible. It’s better to memorize it yourself.

If other men had close contact with Yan Fei, Shen He would feel very awkward.

In order to avoid feeling uncomfortable psychologically, Shen He had to sacrifice his physical strength.

"Have you had lunch? If not, I'll go heat up your food."

Grandma Ping asked.

"Thank you, Master." Yan Fei said sweetly.

Shen He was a little confused. He didn't know how to address Grandma Ping.

Grandma Ping seemed to see Shen He's difficulties.

"Mr. Shen He, as a fellow cultivator, you can just call me fellow Taoist." Grandma Ping said.

"Or, you can call me Master like Yan Fei." Grandma Ping said with a smile.

"Master." Yan Fei stretched out her tone and said angrily with flushed cheeks.

"Just call me fellow Taoist. Hello, fellow Taoist Ping." He scratched his forehead awkwardly.

It seems like Grandma Ping misunderstood something.

Grandma Ping prepared food.

Only Shen He and Yan Fei were left.

"Well, don't think too much about it. Master was just joking." Yan Fei said, biting her lip.

"understand."

Shen He replied.

Soon, the meal was ready.

They are all home-cooked dishes, leftovers from lunch.

Yan Fei only took two bites, then put down her chopsticks, holding her chin and watching Shen He devour the food.

A very comfortable feeling.