In the early morning, in a room in the tavern, warm sunlight shines through the glass window.
On the big white bed in this room, a boy and a girl were hugging each other, still sleeping.
At the foot of the big white bed, there was a small figure lying there.
And these three people are Famas, Ying, and Paimon who were drinking in the tavern yesterday.
"Hmm~"
Ying slowly opened her pale yellow eyes. She only felt her head hurt a little now.
However, Ying soon felt as if she was hugging someone, and her forehead was still leaning on a softer place, and a faint warmth came from her.
The area around her waist still felt like someone was touching her.
This made Ying, who was still confused at first, suddenly become more awake.
"Huh!?"
Ying raised her head and almost kissed the man in front of her, and she also recognized the man holding her as Famas.
Suddenly, Ying's face quickly turned red, and steam seemed to be rising from the top of her head.
"This...this...what's going on?"
Ying's heart was in chaos. She only remembered the memory of drinking together last night. How come she was sleeping in the same bed with Famas now?
And they’re still hugging each other.
Ying quickly pulled out the hand holding Famas, but this seemed to disturb Famas who was still sleeping.
Famas hugged her and tightened his hands a little, which made Ying's whole body stick to Famas's body, and her hot little face sank into Famas's neck.
I feel the warmth coming from the top of my head, Famas’ chin, and the bulging Adam’s apple in front of my eyes.
Ying's brain immediately stopped, she closed her eyes shyly, and even gave up the idea of waking up Famas.
She just let Famas hold him without any struggle. Even looking at Famas' neck, she felt like she was taking a bite.
"Munata, there are no traitors..."
Ying suddenly felt a heat coming from her head, as if Famas was talking in her sleep.
"Fight to the death and never retreat..."
Ying, who had already closed her eyes, couldn't help but open her eyes after hearing these words.
Although her consciousness was still not that clear, she could still hear Famas's words very clearly.
"Did you dream about the original war?"
Ying wanted to raise her head curiously, but had no choice but to turn around, but her lips seemed to be getting closer and closer to Famas' neck.
In the dream, Famas returned to the time when he first came to Teyvat. He was jointly attacked by several demon gods around him. In the end, he was exhausted. Several mortals under his protection heroically walked to Famas, who could barely support his body.
The moment to block the attack for him.
The arms holding Ying loosened slightly, and Ying could finally wrap herself in the quilt and arch upward.
What came into view was Famas with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, as if he was in pain even in his dream.
"What are you thinking about?"
Looking at Famas's brows, Ying thought curiously, then took out her left hand that was resting on Famas's body, and gently touched the eyebrows of the man in front of her.
With Ying's caress, Famas' brows gradually smoothed out.
Looking at Famas' pale complexion, as well as his exposed collarbone and neck, Ying gently pecked the corner of his mouth.
There was no response, Famas was still asleep.
The brave Ying secretly kissed the man in front of her again.
Two times, three times, four times...
Finally, the increasingly shy Ying retracted her head, like an ostrich, and got into Famas's arms. She smelled the scent of Famas and closed her eyes comfortably.
At this time, Paimeng, who was lying at the foot of the bed, woke up in a daze and slowly flew up from the bed. Then she saw a scene that shocked her.
"What's going on? Did I miss something?
Paimon only remembered the scene of Famas holding Ying while walking on the street, and she fell asleep on Ying's shoulder.
She quickly flew higher and then paid attention to the two people on the bed.
Famas slept directly on the quilt, while Ying was only half wrapped in the quilt, and her clothes seemed to be complete.
Well, are there any strange marks on the quilt?
After Paimon confirmed a few very important things, he saw Ying's eyes open, and she must have woken up.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Paimon flew to Ying's shoulder and whispered, as if he was worried that he would wake up Famas.
"I don't know what happened. Do you remember what happened after drinking yesterday?"
Ying spoke in a very low voice, and a clear white mist came out of her mouth.
She is very nervous now. Did Paimon see her movements just now?
"The singer last night seemed to have said that he would help us find a place to live and wouldn't let us sleep on the street..."
Paimon held her head with her hands. She couldn't remember what happened last night for a while.
"Ying, you should wake this guy up. Are you just going to hold him like this?"
Paimon whispered in Ying's ear, and a soul torture came directly.
"I..."
Ying answered hesitantly, her ears had turned very red now, and her voice was trembling.
"Could it be?"
Little Paimon suddenly had a very bad guess.
"Is Famas facing off..."
"Don't make blind guesses, Paimon."
Ying responded with annoyance and her voice was slightly louder, startling Famas who was sleeping.
Famas suddenly hugged Ying's head and held him in his arms.
"Uh-huh!"
Ying's mind went blank and she felt out of breath.
Suddenly, the door was opened by a green figure.
It's Wendy who gets up early.
"Hi, how did you sleep?"
Wendy's voice was still loud when she just said this sentence, but after seeing the scene in front of her, her voice became quieter and quieter.
Seeing Ying struggling in Farmas's arms, Wendy looked shocked.
And because of the sound of the door opening and Wendy's loud greeting from the front, Famas, who was still sleeping, slowly opened his eyes.
"Good morning, Wendy."
Famas, who was dizzy and pushed himself up, didn't understand what happened, but he held a soft hand in his hand...
Turning around, it was Ying with a blushing face, looking down at Famas's hand.
"Eh?"
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then little Paimon screamed.
"Famas, gangster!"
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Editor: "This writer please pay attention to the scale of your article."