"Son..."

The white floating spirit was swaying outside the window with a worried look on its face, and its voice was full of doubt, "Have you changed your clothes? I...I didn't mean to..."

As soon as the words fell, the door was gently pushed open, and a young man wearing a simple shirt came out, his hair wet with water, his face full of helplessness, "You hit Adonis, Adonis hit me, why do you have to apologize to me?"

Hearing this, Paimeng was stunned, "Yes..."

Paimeng rubbed his head, turned around and flew outside, "Then I'll go find Su Ming to apologize..."

Paimon took two steps forward, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

She turned her head and looked at the young master again, hesitantly saying: "Are you not very happy? This time I came here I always felt..."

I always feel like there's something wrong with the young master.

"It's okay." Tartaglia smiled, and couldn't help but rub Paimon's head with his hand, and chuckled: "No matter how big the crisis is, I can handle it, right?"

Hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed across Paimon's eyes.

She looked at the young master carefully, and after a while she lowered her voice, "Well... although you are indeed very powerful, but..."

Teyvat is full of dangers. Even the Fatui who are causing trouble everywhere have to be cautious, right?

"Hmm..." Tartaglia's smile froze, and he chuckled and said, "It's okay, I've already learned how to use the word 'shake someone'."

He tilted his head, looked through the layers of vines at the man under the tree, and whispered, "I can shake people, and I think if I'm in danger, the Traveler and Paimon won't ignore me, right?"

"Of course!" Paimon crossed his arms across his chest like a proud girl, and nodded repeatedly, but then he hesitated and spoke, "Although you did do a lot of bad things...but you are the younger brother of Paimon and Ying's best travel companion! You are also our friend..."

Tartaglia smiled and rubbed Paimon's head, "Adonis and you have a really good relationship..."

As he spoke, Tartaglia stretched lazily, picked up the little fox lying on the windowsill next to him, touched it, then held it in his arms and walked towards the picnic site.

"Yes." Paimon flew beside the young master and said softly, "Sometimes I feel that Su Ming is very similar to the traveler. He has a good relationship with everyone. It's just that sometimes I can't tell who Su Ming likes and who he doesn't like. It seems that he can make friends with people he hates with a smile..."

At this point, Paimon sighed heavily, "Maybe this is the world of adults, Paimon doesn't understand."

"I don't understand either." Tartaglia snorted and laughed, paused, and a hint of confusion appeared in his clear eyes.

Tartaglia was stunned for a moment and lowered his voice, "What is Su Ming doing now?"

Paimon blinked, "Looks like he's pulling that Villette's hair?"

On the picnic mat not far away, Su Ming placed water bottles of different shapes in front of Villette, then grabbed a man's hair seriously, lowered his head and seriously studied the white hair that looked very good to the touch.

Paimeng was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "Didn't Su Ming only grab the gods' hair before?"

"Gods and dragons... aren't much different." Tartaglia sighed softly and stroked the little fox Tok in his arms, "Ah... As expected, creatures like my brother are hard to understand."

After the words fell, the little fox blinked and nodded.

Indeed, my brother is a creature that is really hard to understand.

When you say someone is grabbing someone's hair, aren't you actually just touching the soft fox fur?

Su Ming pulled off the conspicuous bow on Violet's hair and hesitantly handed it forward, "You look quite serious, why do you like bows?"

Navelle:...

Villette glanced at the various bottles of water in front of him, took a deep breath, suppressed the grievance in his heart, pursed his lips, and said, "I just tied it up."

That’s water from another world…

Can't refuse!

Then... just bear with it?

Su Ming nodded, "Okay...but I have a special hobby."

"?" Villette raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Under Villette's puzzled gaze, Su Ming shook the Chen Ge pot in his hand, and a pink bow hairpin came out of it. He smiled gently and said, "Pink looks good."

Navelle:...

Villette's pupils shrank slightly, and before she could react she saw Su Ming grab the end of her hair and tie a pink bow on it.

pink!

That's pink!

"You!" Villette's eyes widened, and just as she was about to say something, a hand on her shoulder stopped her from saying the second half of the sentence.

Su Ming chuckled and patted Violet's shoulder, "Pink looks good, right?"

Villette was stunned, and looking into Su Ming's eyes, she was speechless for a moment.

"Do you see my emotions clearly now?" Su Ming said softly with a smile in his eyes, "If you want to see human emotions clearly, looking at me is the easiest way, isn't it? Love, hate, and vengeance are all desires, and they are the authority that I firmly control in my hands."

Su Ming pressed his palm on Violet's shoulder with a little force, looked into Violet's eyes, and said softly: "Then let me tell you, I am now satisfied after my evil intentions have come true, understand?"

Not far away, Paimon tilted his head in confusion, "What are they doing?"

Although he was confused, Paimon couldn't help but grab the phone hanging on his chest and clicked it.

"I'm trying to trick a dragon into diving its head into the Dust Song Pot." Tartaglia smiled, put her hair behind her head, and said helplessly: "I feel that Teyvat needs to be renamed..."

If this continues, how many people will be left in Teyvat?

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