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Walking into the living room, Clorinde looked around and her eyes unconsciously glanced around the coffee table.

Next to the coffee table is an open gift box, and you can vaguely see some jewelry inside.

On the coffee table, there were neatly arranged desserts and tea cups, all motionless.

Have questions?

But would Clorinde ask more questions? Definitely not.

If it were Mo Nanfeng, she might ask more, who would come to see you so late.

But with Funina around, she doesn't have to worry about this problem at all.

Sitting on the sofa, Clorinde glanced at the desserts on the coffee table and couldn't help shaking her head and said, "You guys can still eat desserts. Didn't you eat enough in Villette's office tonight?"

Spreading his hands, Mo Nanfeng replied helplessly: "Of course I can't eat it, but Fu Fu can definitely eat it."

"Yes, now compared to dessert, I am still interested in your fried skewers. Is it the Liyue flavor?"

Nodding, Mo Nanfeng opened the kitchen door and dove in, not forgetting to reply, "Yes, it's Liyue flavor."

.......

In the bedroom, Finina and Fukalos stood on both sides of the bed, blinking their eyes at the same time, waiting for the one who would speak first.

Although she looked very calm on the surface, Funina's mind was very active at this moment.

(What should I do? What should I do? Why should I pull her into the bedroom? How should we chat next?!

Could I go down and pull Nan Feng up, but he seemed to be dealing with the guards.

What to do? What to do?

On the other side, Fucaros covered his chin, his mind equally active.

(She pulled me in but didn’t say anything. Was she shy?

Hehe, so cute~)

This went on for a while, and no one took the initiative to speak.

Finally, Fukalos understood Finina's character and guessed her mental state at the moment. He put on a relaxed smile on his face, slowly walked around the edge of the bed, and came to Finina's side.

Under Funina's surprised gaze, Fukaros reached out and touched her face, pinched it, and said softly: "Funina, I'm here to apologize."

"Ah? Apologize?" These words stunned Funina's brain.

Pulling Funina to sit on the bed, Fucaros looked at the perfect body he created and couldn't help but rub it back and forth.

This caused Funina's face to turn red and her body to feel hot when she was touched.

Noticing that Fernina's body was getting hot, Furkalos finally reacted and said with a dry cough, "Ahem! Sorry, I haven't touched you for five hundred years. It's a bit...

Want to touch.

This body feels so comfortable to touch~"

After trembling her eyelids for a long time, Funina finally calmed down and asked, "Didn't you already...

How is this possible?

"......."

Listening to Fukalos' words, Furninna blinked her eyes and grasped the key points of the story.

"Your current body was actually created for you by the God of Wisdom, but why are your breasts so small?" As she spoke, Finina touched her ordinary area with a complaining tone.

Oh, it’s so strange that Nanfeng likes to kiss there every time!

......

The words were said so clearly that Fukalos certainly understood what Funina was complaining about, which was quite embarrassing as it involved history.

Scratching his head, Fukaros organized his words and replied, "You should ask the God of Wisdom. It may be because she is also small, but her heart is really big and kind.

As for your body, Funinna, according to the aesthetics of Fontaine at that time, everyone liked this kind of body, so I just...

At that time, I couldn’t figure out why five hundred years had led to this.”

After discussing this topic, they fell silent again.

"Don't you hate me? I trapped you on the throne for five hundred years, allowing you to only see but not touch the things that are within your reach." Finally, Fucaros asked this question.

Of course she knew that Fernina would not resent her, but she still wanted to know why Fernina thought so.

Looking at Fukalos' expectant eyes, Fu Nina couldn't help but smile, looked up at the ceiling, and replied: "Of course not~ Why should I hate you?

It is really annoying to see it but not be able to touch it, but I know what to do, I have things that must be done.

Compared to those things, Fontaine's prophecy is what I care about most."

"Is it just that simple?"

“It’s not that simple. After getting rid of the burden, I live a very comfortable and carefree life.

In fact, all the people of Fontaine owe the water god a sincere thanks and a sincere apology.

The water god split himself in two...

One of them is a god who has been keeping orders and deciding the cardinals' affairs for five hundred years. All his plans were for the future of Fontaine, but in the end he got death.

The second is a person who has guarded the throne alone for five hundred years, deceived everyone, closed himself off, was not understood by others, and in the end was questioned.

But the water goddess never complained, and never wavered in her ideals. All she wanted to do was to let the people of Fontaine live under the blue sky and white clouds forever. "

Having said that, Finina stood up, walked to the window under the gaze of Fucaros, and felt the breeze coming from nowhere.

Just like Nanfeng had comforted her before, all the words came together and were just right to be used at this moment.

"The water goddess? She is long gone. She lives on in you, me, Villette, the south wind, and the hearts of thousands of people in Fontaine.

Now, I am just an ordinary person, Funina, who has completed the 500-year mission of the God of Water.

As a newborn, you are just an ordinary person named Fucaros who looks like her.

Why dwell on the past?

Or in other words, you and I are both water gods!"

.......

In the living room, Clorinde was eating the midnight snack carefully prepared by Mo Nanfeng, the Liyue-style fried skewers and wraps, which tasted better and better the more she ate.

After quickly swallowing the last bite of the burrito, Clorinde wiped her lips, covered her bloated stomach, and praised, "It tastes good. You are worthy of being my good brother."

Seeing that there were still some fried skewers left on the coffee table, Clorinde picked up a paper bag beside her and put them all in, saying quietly, "It's getting late, I should call it a day and go home.

I'll take these away. You're young, so eat less unhealthy food. I'll finish them off."

"Ah? I shouldn't be the one eating these unhealthy things. Can you eat more healthy food?"

"Does it matter?"

"Well... not important."

After seeing Clorinde off, Mo Nanfeng simply cleaned up the place and looked at the bedroom door, not knowing what was going on inside.

Raising his hand, Mo Nanfeng knocked on the door gently and said, "Well...

Fufu, Lord Water God, are you guys done talking?"

After a second of silence, two sounds were heard in the room, one after the other.

"Oh, Xiao Nanfeng, we're done talking."

"No, we haven't finished talking yet. Honey, you should sleep on your side tonight!"

......

Huh? I sleep on my side???