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Fontaine, the boss’s wife’s family.

"So can you change your habit of walking through windows in the future?"

Although she knew that it was probably in vain, Qianzhi still wanted to complain.

I touched the little golden dragon on my leg. No matter how I looked at it, I thought it was so beautiful.

This was the first time Qianzhi saw this little dragon. Suddenly it came out of Yixi's clothes and was now sleeping on his black silk thighs.

Overall, he's quite cute and cute, but he's just as dishonest as his master.

Qianzhi looked at the hole in the black silk on her leg, where the exposed white flesh rested on the golden dragon's little head.

Maybe I thought the black silk was too slippery, so I used a small dragon claw to poke a hole.

Qianzhi didn't care that her stockings were damaged. After all, little Jinlong just wanted to sleep comfortably, so what bad intentions could he have?

"Oh, I am a timid and introverted person. I dare not go through the front door."

"..."

Qianzhi raised his eyebrows, timid and introverted, you?

I beg to differ.

"By the way, what are you doing? I've seen you tinkering for a long time."

He picked up the heavy metal object on the table and looked at it. It looked like a pistol, but it was different.

On the table, there is a pile of black gunpowder and various finger-sized rock element creations. It can be seen from Yi Xi's expression that he is not going well.

"This is a pistol that can fire repeatedly. It is forbidden knowledge, but the ammunition required cannot be made with Teyvat's technology. I am trying to make it myself."

"Forbidden knowledge? Doesn't sound like a good thing."

Qianzhi looked up and down and found that he was very good at it and it looked great.

Inadvertently, he pressed a button with his thumb, and the dropped magazine was caught by Yixi:

"As long as it doesn't spread, let's see if it works now."

Skillfully loaded it and stuffed the magazine back, then Yixi leaned on Qianzhi, holding the gun in hand and aiming at the empty drink bottle on the table.

"The so-called aiming means being calm, holding your breath and focusing on three points and one line."

Qianzhi listened blankly, this guy's face was so close, why don't you try it yourself...

Then bang! The whole bottle shattered with a loud sound, leaving a crater on the smooth ground.

"Not bad, let's try the burst."

Yi Xi held the landlady's hand and fired a few more shots. There were a few more potholes on the ground.

Little Golden Dragon: Can I c # ***%*** let the dragon sleep?

Yixi looked at his masterpiece on the ground and nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good, not at all...ah!"

"Stop destroying my floors!"

Qianzhi blushed and punched Yixi, but Yixi grabbed the golden dragon on her leg and threw it aside, then fell up instead of it.

He also pinched the piece of flesh from the torn black silk.

The little golden dragon circled in the air and returned to Yi Xi, and the golden dragon texture appeared again.

"As expected of your pet, you two are truly a virtuous person."

"After all, who can resist a gentle and generous boss lady?"

As she spoke, Yixi hugged Qianzhi's waist, buried her head deep in her skirt and took a deep breath, wonderful.

"Well...if you want to lie down, just lie down and smell what you are doing?!"

This time it made Qianzhi's voice tremble. It seemed that she didn't take a shower yesterday. I wonder if there was any strange smell...

Humph, it’s really unreasonable.

I glanced at the sky outside, and then I was stunned, why is it so late? ! !

I'm wasting too much time on this guy, no, I have to go to bed quickly:

"Get up, I want to rest, go back to your house and sleep."

Qianzhi patted Yixi's face, but found that he was motionless, only breathing.

"Recalling the past, wake up, I really need to rest."

Pushing his body, Yixi swayed naturally against Qianzhi's strength.

Qianzhi was silent for a moment, can you really let me punch you to death?

He grabbed Yixi's arm and made him stand up, then shook him back and forth, but even so Yixi didn't respond. Seeing this, Qianzhi was helpless.

“Oh—I don’t care about you!”

He threw Yixi directly on the sofa, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

But Yi Xi still looked like a dead person, and even turned over lazily and planned to just sleep.

Qianzhi, who was peeking inside the door, snorted and closed the door.

...

After a while, the bedroom door was gently opened, and then Qianzhi walked out with a blanket and came to Yixi to cover him.

Looking at Yi Xi's sleeping face, which seemed to be sound asleep, Qian Zhi sighed self-deprecatingly.

What on earth am I doing... You won't be affected by the surrounding temperature. Besides, if I just let you freeze to death, why should I worry about you?

The living room was extremely quiet. Qianzhi looked at Yixi silently for a while and basically confirmed that he was not awake.

His eyes wandered for a moment, then he slowly approached and whispered in a voice that even he could not hear:

"Why don't you come and sleep on the bed? You won't be able to sleep on the sofa."

"also."

"???"

After saying that, Yixi lifted up the blanket and walked towards the bedroom, leaving Qianzhi stunned on the spot.

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