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

"Why are you making me unlucky!"

"abnormal!"

"This isn't a fight! A real fight wouldn't get me down!"

"Adonis you are too much!"

Amidst the noise, Tartaglia, with a mess of weeds on his head, sat in a puddle and held onto Su Ming, refusing to let go. "This is not a fight! No!"

A proper fight definitely doesn't involve him falling, bumping into things, and knocking things down with every step he takes!

"This is my battle..." Su Ming blinked and looked at Tartaglia, "You are even worse off than me..."

This is what it looks like when normal people are unlucky...

It seems that he is really used to bad luck.

"How can I not be miserable?" Tartaglia grabbed Su Ming's trouser leg, not wanting to climb out of the pit at all. "Although you didn't use the evil eye, your bad luck is really weird."

"Then I won't let you get into trouble next time." Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the lazy young man sitting in the mud pit, "But can you loosen my pants?"

Tartaglia blinked and withdrew his hand.

Su Ming held his belt and pulled it up, then took two steps back. "Everyone who pulled my pants was an undercover sent by some yellow-haired guy..."

To be honest, no one would be happy with this kind of behavior, except Xie Ying.

"I can pull your shirt off." Tartaglia reached out and grabbed Su Ming's wrist, "but I think you can pull me up first."

It wasn't that he had to pull it, it was just that he was unlucky and his feet slipped.

"The sweater I'm wearing..." Su Ming sighed, trying to ignore the mud on Tartaglia's body and picked up a sunflower. "This sweater is not expensive, only 100,000 Mora."

"Send the bill to the Northland Bank." Tartaglia said skillfully, "But I think I can pay you some money to carry me back to the city."

He glanced at his muddy pants and shoes, then looked at Su Ming, "You don't have to pay for this. After all, it's you who caused me bad luck."

"I can throw you into the pot." Su Ming helped Tartaglia walk to a nearby tree, "But I think you might smash the house I built with great difficulty."

"No." Paimon looked up from the match-3 game with a serious look on his face, "The unlucky young man will fall into your fountain, and then he will be soaked for a whole day and night because of slipping."

Well, she knows Su Ming’s bad luck very well!

Tartaglia rubbed her cheek against the tree trunk, then picked up the hem of Su Ming's sweater and rubbed all the mud on it.

Su Ming: ???

"What? If you pay 100,000 Mora, the clothes will be yours?" Su Ming narrowed his eyes, "You are definitely an undercover agent sent by Ying now."

On the side, Xie Ying looked at Su Ming's lifted shirt hem, his eyes flickering as he took a look at Su Ming's abdominal muscles, "I didn't send an undercover agent."

Tartaglia loosened his hand and leaned against the tree trunk. "I paid for it and it's mine."

What's wrong with grabbing it? He can't wipe his face with Ying's skirt, that's too perverted!

"So, you want to change into new clothes, sir?" Ying rolled her eyes, and her eyes fell on the sir with expectation, "I have new clothes prepared for Su Ming in my pot, I think you can wear them, and Su Ming also needs to change clothes, right?"

If I change my clothes... then the opportunity will come.

"No." Su Ming sat down against the tree and took out a few bottles of Coke. "When are you free? I'll make an appointment with the doctor to cut out all the debris in your brain?"

"No... He might as well cut all of you..." Ying took the Coke, opened it and handed it to Paimeng, then looked at the young master, "You bought Su Ming's clothes, now don't you want him to take them off and give them back to you?"

Dadalia: ...

Tartaglia pursed her lips and looked at Ying, then sighed after a long while.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of hair, and said in a heavy tone, "I didn't expect you to be such a traveler..."

He clearly remembered that the traveler had not been so disdainful before...

Huang Jinwu was quite serious when he beat him, how come he suddenly...

"You not only led my sister astray, but also led the traveler astray?" Tartaglia looked at Su Ming with lifeless eyes and a confused tone, "No wonder servants always want to take advantage of rich people..."

With this level of skill, there must be many loyal and sinister warriors in the servants' welfare home.

"She is a scumbag to begin with. What does it have to do with me..." Su Ming glanced at the young master, then looked into his divine eyes, "It's as if she doesn't normally look at your waist..."

Is the one that is scumbag Yin?

A mute doesn't care at all, it's the players who are disdainful!

He just slightly opened the seal of Ying, how could it be considered his?

Tartaglia touched his waist and pursed his lips.

Next time you wear a uniform, cover your waist! Cover it!