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In the kitchen, Mo Nanfeng was washing dishes, his mind was full of Funina. His brain and heart were completely occupied by Funina.

A gentle breeze blew across my face, so soft and gentle. I raised my head and looked into the distance. A letter was flying randomly in the sky.

He closed the kitchen door and took the letter. The iconic wind element mark represented the owner of the letter.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, Mo Nanfeng opened the letter and prepared to see what was written.

After all, this letter is quite thick, very thick indeed.

"Ahem, Xiao Nanfeng, do you miss me, your master?

I haven’t seen you for more than half a year. No, no, I just saw you a while ago.

Oh my, my little apprentice is in love, and the guy he loves is a god from a foreign country. That’s awesome!

However, after receiving your question, I thought about it for a long time and felt very complicated.

I don't want you to be involved in this sin, but I also want you to be involved.

Egolia knows it, right~"

There are so many things on the first page. The sentence about the little disciple being in love with a foreign god made Mo Nanfeng blush.

"You should have heard her story. I've told you all of it.

Remember, it’s a story.

Do you remember? Do you remember?

Forget it!

Then say it again, hehe!

......

......

The prophecy you mentioned and some other things are all related to her, but also have nothing to do with her.

As the new water god, Fukalos naturally has to bear everything that Egolia does.

This is the story. A story that has been passed down for thousands of years is truly touching!

Do you want to watch it again after watching it? I think it’s very good.

Most of them are seen in ancient books, just take them for fun.

Oh! I'll bring Funina to Mondstadt when I have time, my friends are looking forward to it!"

"Love your Master!"

At the end of the letter, a photo is attached.

Wendy stepped on the stool, holding the wine glass in her hand, and poured it down.

Below the cup, Zhongli was sitting with his eyes closed, also holding a wine glass in his hand.

It can be seen that both of them drank a lot, but I don't know who took the photo.

A legendary story?

Mo Nanfeng was thinking about the story. He knew a lot about Egolia's story, most of which were legends passed down.

Most of these are what Master told himself, but today's story is a little different. Master seems to have changed a lot of things.

I looked at it again carefully, but still couldn't see anything wrong.

I put the letter in my pocket and went back to study it carefully.

It will all end in a grand, dramatic trial.

These words echoed in Mo Nanfeng's mind for a long time.

When I got into the story, I still felt something was wrong.

Most of the stories that have been passed down have been beautified, and he doesn't know what the true situation is.

I was still in a daze when I heard Funina's voice coming from the room.

"Nanfeng, you're just washing dishes, why do you close the door?

You wouldn't eat behind my back, would you? "

Originally, after taking a shower, Funingna wanted to see if Mo Nanfeng had left, but she saw the kitchen with the light on, and Mo Nanfeng, who could stay in the kitchen for an hour.

How could this not make her suspicious?

"No, no Lady Finina, the wind is picking up."

It is indeed windy. There is nothing wrong with what you said. It is indeed windy.

When I came out of the kitchen, I saw Funina lying on the sofa in her pajamas with her legs crossed.

A pair of white and tender little feet were exposed, and the ten toes were like small crystals, a little dazzling.

Looking up, Funina had just finished taking a bath. There was an indescribable beauty in her, especially her eyes.

While watching, Mo Nanfeng walked towards the balcony. After all, his clothes were not washed, his socks were not washed, and his shoes were not brushed.

Sensing the scorching gaze, Funina looked up, wanting to see what Mo Nanfeng was doing.

The dull gaze and the occasional swallowing of saliva were very strange.

Following the line of sight, Fu Nina looked over, and where Mo Nanfeng's eyes were, they were her feet...

Why are you looking at your feet?

She doesn't understand.

But that look was so fiery and explicit that it made her feel a little uneasy.

Pulling the small blanket over, Funina covered herself with it to block Mo Nanfeng's sight.

Seeing that the treasure was blocked, Mo Nanfeng had no choice but to look away and recite the sword techniques in his mind.

Useless!

Standing by the pool, Mo Nanfeng looked at the clothes in the basin, reached out and touched them, and paused.

He turned his head quietly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Funina was not paying attention to the situation here.

Picking up the clothes, Mo Nanfeng put it to his nose and took a deep breath.

It smells fragrant, dry and comfortable, and I feel my body is empty in an instant.

I took another deep breath, but before I could enjoy it, I heard a cold voice from behind.

"What are you doing?"

The cold words entered Mo Nanfeng's ears and went straight to his heart.

What am I doing? Like a whore, I'm holding Funina's clothes and smelling them on my face.

Seeing that Mo Nanfeng didn't answer, Funina smiled.

Fortunately I discovered it, otherwise I would not know what bad things Mo Nanfeng had done to my clothes!

no!

"Nanfeng, turn your head around!"

After receiving the order, Mo Nanfeng turned around obediently and looked at Fu Ningna very carefully, fearing that he would be in trouble if he said something wrong.

Picking up a coat, Furninna smiled with a hint of cunning on her face.

"Keep your head down."

Mo Nanfeng lowered his head obediently, still not understanding what Funina was going to do.

After Mo Nan's face dropped to a certain level, Funina covered his face with her clothes and pressed it hard.

"Like to smell my clothes? I'll let you smell them enough!"

With his face tightly covered by his clothes, Mo Nanfeng felt that his breathing was a little difficult, but...

The clothes really smell good!

After a while, Fu Nina felt that the time was about right, so she let go of her hand, picked up her clothes, and prepared to see how Mo Nanfeng was doing.

But after lifting up his clothes, he saw Mo Nanfeng looking drunk, his face redder than after drinking twenty glasses of wine.

He realized that something was wrong. The young guard was secretly sniffing his clothes and he pressed the clothes on his face.

Isn't this a disguised reward for him?

Kicking Mo Nanfeng's leg, Fu Nina said unhappily, "Wash quickly!

You want to sleep with me tonight?"

"Is it okay?" Standing up, Mo Nanfeng straightened his clothes and answered the question with the most sincere words.

"Of course not!"

After saying that, Funina returned to the sofa angrily and lay down directly.

I can't pretend at all when I'm with Mo Nanfeng. What should I do?

But it seems there is no need to pretend. Mo Nanfeng will not ask her anything. He is just a little fool.

Poor Fu Fu didn’t know that just because the little guard didn’t ask, it didn’t mean that he wouldn’t investigate!

Wash the clothes and hang them up, wash the socks and hang them up, brush the shoes and put them away.

After finishing all this, Mo Nanfeng took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was only half past ten, and his nightlife was not over yet.

Walking out of the balcony, Mo Nanfeng felt very strange. He didn't hear Fu Ningna return to the room. Where was she?

When he walked over to the sofa, he saw Funina already sleeping on it.

Covered with a small quilt and with Mrs. Haiweima's doll as a pillow, she is very well-behaved and peaceful.