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

Under Ying's eager gaze, Su Ming changed his clothes and walked out, picking up the kitten that was lying on the windowsill to bask in the sun and putting it in his pocket.

Ying looked at Su Ming in confusion, "Why are you wearing this?"

Su Ming looked down and saw that the sweatpants and thin sweater were very suitable for the weather of the Moon Festival. "Why can't I wear this?"

"Hmm..." Paimon blinked and tugged at the round collar of his sweater with his fingertips. "Sweaters are very soft, and the one you're wearing looks even softer. It feels like your shoulders will be exposed if you just stretch out your hand."

Especially for Ying, Ying might do it herself.

"No one dares to do anything to me." Su Ming rolled his eyes, stuffed the little white cat into his pocket and protected it with his hands, "Except for a certain yellow-haired idiot, basically no one dares to do anything to me."

"Everyone loves beauty..." Ying looked at Su Ming calmly without any guilt, "So we can set off now."

Hearing this, Su Ming turned his head and stared at the young man who was lying on the table and was too lazy to move.

The executive officers of Yongbie Dongdu became much lazier after completing their missions, especially when they didn't have to use their brains.

Tartaglia changed into a pair of black trousers and leather shoes that looked a bit casual, and he only wore a white shirt as a top. The fabric stretched as he moved, making the lines of his muscles particularly noticeable.

"I don't want to go." Tartaglia buried his face in his arms and muttered, "I haven't rested for a long time..."

He thought that after he finished his mission, he could just give up and go wherever he wanted.

I didn't expect that I would really give up, but at the same time I still had to deal with some chores, the kind that required me to use my brain.

"Okay." Su Ming turned around calmly, took the scissors from the table and cut his hair twice, "Then I'll sell Dongnia later."

Dadalia:? ? ?

Tartaglia looked at Su Ming, whose hair had changed into a princess cut in an instant, and forgot about her shock and asked in confusion, "Have you fallen in love with Scaramucci's hairstyle recently?"

it's wired.

"Mom!" Su Ming turned around and looked at the woman who was wiping her hands after lunch. "Cut your hair."

When you are in doubt, just call your mother. This wise saying is indeed true.

Jialina pursed her lips and sighed, "As a boss, can't I go to the beauty salon and get a card?"

Why bother?

Jialina complained, but she took the scissors and cut off Su Ming's long hair. "Or you can go to the doctor and transplant your scalp to those staff who need hair."

Su Ming squatted down and let Jialina cut his hair off, "Then he wouldn't be a cheap doctor."

In just ten minutes, Su Ming's hair had returned to its clean and refreshing short shape.

He reached out and smoothed the strands of hair on his forehead, then turned to look at Ying, "Take out the pot, we're off."

The blonde girl was stunned for a moment, then took out the Chen Ge pot from her pocket.

Su Ming flashed in, followed closely by the young master and his sister.

Looking at the empty house in the blink of an eye, Ying was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jialina, "Then Madam, we will leave first."

"Go ahead." Galina smiled gently, squatted down, picked up the black hair on the ground and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

Ying glanced at Jialina and clicked on her own teleportation anchor point.

Sure enough, everyone around Su Ming was a little strange.

In the pot.

Su Ming walked away from the colorful hooded hill with a look of disgust and sat next to the only fountain built by Ying Dafa with such kindness.

Dongnia blinked and obediently took the thick file from Su Ming.

"Go back and read it slowly." Su Ming held the cat in his hands and rubbed it, looking at Tartaglia, "What did Piero say about the mission he gave you?"

Tartaglia leaned back in the armchair with his legs crossed, supporting his chin with his eyes narrowed. "Perhaps... many Fatui teams have lost their traces, and I just happened to be free..."

An executive officer is usually not dispatched directly for this kind of reconnaissance mission. It may be that he is too idle, or there may really be something worth taking action.

Su Ming thought about it, then looked at Dong Niya, "What do you think?"

"She's a beautiful sister." Dongnia's smile was bright and warm, and her tone was full of laughter, "But she's too confident."

Su Ming smiled and flicked the paper in his hand with his fingertips. "I am indeed confident, but if that useless little slice hadn't happened to be left in the desert, our information might have been a little behind."

"What is Adonis going to do?" Tonya tilted her head, ignoring her own brother, "This is my brother's mission."

"What are you going to do?" Su Ming thought for a while and looked up at Tonya.

The girl in a white cotton dress smiled gently, "If it were me, I would probably ask her if she would mind letting me sit in the main seat."

Su Ming couldn't help but chuckle, stuffed the kitten into Dong Niya's hands, and looked at the young master again, "What about you?"

Tartaglia raised her head from the file and rubbed her forehead. "Maybe you can take her for a walk, but no more."

He can be fooled, but fooling more than once is impossible.

Su Ming sighed and pulled out a map next to him, "But I am a little interested in her purpose."

"Rob?" Tartaglia stretched, his squinting eyes slightly curved, "You can leave the fighting to me."

Su Ming traced the map with his fingertips and raised his eyebrows. "You little loser has been in the desert for long enough. Farming will only make you stupid, so..."

"So let him go and have some fun with this beautiful young lady."

Tartaglia stood up and stretched his back, his bones making crisp sounds. His voice was full of teasing, "You are always particularly interested in good-looking targets."

"Food and sex are human nature." Su Ming blinked, his eyes swept across the pendant on Tartaglia's ear, and suddenly asked, "Where is your red scarf?"

Tartaglia froze and rubbed the back of his head. "I don't think Liyue's winter is worth taking out my scarf..."

Besides, it’s the Moon Festival now!

"Oh." Su Ming nodded and silently drew a little duck with a red scarf on the paper. "Then I'll make this doll next time."

Dadalia: ...

Tartaglia pursed her lips, unable to say anything, "What about Scaramucci?"

"A blue-purple cat." Su Ming said seriously, quickly drawing two strokes on the paper, "That's it."

"Madam?" Tartaglia continued to ask.

Su Ming thought about it and drew a proud little puppet with its head tilted back.

"Doctor?" Tartaglia tilted his head.

Su Ming: ...

Su Ming looked around, pulled out a mint from the pile of materials next to him and placed it on the white paper, "Doesn't it look like it?"

"Then have you ever thought about yourself?" Tartaglia was completely speechless, and could only purse her lips and look at Su Ming, "To be honest, there are too many light novels, and I don't know what image you have now."

Su Ming thought about it, and silently took out a piece of Yebo stone carved into the shape of the original stone, "No need to ask, I only have this kind of four-pointed star in my eyes."

"Aren't you guys coming out?" The blonde girl appeared out of nowhere, "We're here."

Su Ming nodded and stuffed the various files in his hand into his bag, "Let's go."

Ying looked at Su Ming in confusion, her eyes falling on the papers on the table.

She pointed at a large pink-haired portrait and said, "Who is this? Your new subordinate? Or your target?"

Very beautiful, I want to climb the wall.

"Just dry bones in a tomb." Su Ming sighed softly and his figure disappeared.

Sooner or later he will be captured.