Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 236 Paimon, wash your face
"follow me."

Famas freed one hand, quickly put the three boxes of balm into his bosom, hugged Ying in his right hand, carried Xiangling in his left hand, with Paimon on his furry head, ran out of Xiangling's boudoir, entered in the yard.

The yard of Wanmintang seems to be neglected. Except for the frequently walked roads, weeds grow savagely in the corners, and gravel is piled up beside the walls, which seems to be used to compact the grass.

Next to the rubble pile is a large water tank, and there are two goldfish swimming in it.

"Try washing with water..."

Farmas stomped his feet, and the liquid in the water tank surged out, flying into the air with two goldfish, and then fell like rain.

The young man in red pinched Ying's chin, raised her face, and pointed it at the falling water drops.

Water droplets of different sizes hit Xiangling and Ying's faces, drenching them instantly, and the traces of balm left on Ying's neck were also washed away by the water.

The moment the cold water droplets touched her face, Ying lost consciousness for a moment, and then came back to her senses, her head buried in Famas's arms, her hands firmly grasping the clothes of the boy in red.

Skin to skin, Ying suddenly realized that she still seemed to be disheveled, and she broke away from Famas' embrace with a blushing face: "Just now... what happened?"

"There is something wrong with the neon flower you bought to make the balm."

Seeing Ying's shyness trembling, Famas grinned and let go of Xiangling who was being held by the collar by himself.

Besides Ying, Xiangling and Famas were also drenched by water drops.

Famas has the God's Eye of the fire element, and he can't see his drenched appearance on weekdays. Fluorescently took a second look, and the bright water drops rolled down to the smooth jaw line of the boy in red. The neckline, the buttons that were loosened just right, the collarbone that is faintly visible, and the scar that is looming on the chest.

Sure enough, as Wendy said, the Munata people are a group of fighting madness, how could Famas, the god of war, have no scars.

Ying stared at Farmas' chest thoughtfully. What she didn't know was that the scars on Farmas' body were mostly caused by the demon god who died in battle.

Although Farmas is also capable of removing these scars, in the view of the Munata people, scars are a symbol of honor and strength, and Farmas, who was the spiritual pillar of the ancient Munata people, also retained these scars.

It is hard to imagine what the Fire Nation would look like without Famas.

The scorching flame rose from Famas's body, drying up the water droplets on Ying and himself.

"Xiangling, do you need help?"

Famas smiled and faced Xiangling who had just woken up, his golden eyes were bright, and the broken hair on his forehead was dripping with water, making him look so wet and pitiful.

Sensing Famas' gaze, Xiangling felt as if she had been hit on the head, her whole body became numb all of a sudden, and the roots of her ears were hot all of a sudden.

What did I just do to Farmas and Ying?
Looking down at the soaked underwear, Xiang Ling shyly "woo" and ran back to her room covering her face.

"Xiangling... are you okay?"

Ying hurried to catch up.

"leave me alone!"

The little cook's voice came from the room, carrying a sense of shy tension.

And Farmas was busy removing the Paimon on his head.

The little guy was still in a daze, and it seemed that the cold water just now hadn't woken her up.

"Wake up, Paimon!"

Famas grabbed the nape of Paimon's neck, glanced at the remaining water in the tank, and pushed Paimon's head down with a smirk.

"Well... Gulu... who dares to harm... Guru... the great Paimon-sama!"

Farmers deliberately controlled his strength, and the two goldfish that just flew out fell back into the big water tank. As soon as Paimon's head was pushed in, the frightened fish slapped her head hard with their tails. face.

"Uh-huh-huh..."

Farmas hummed a ditty relaxedly, waited for the time to come, and lifted the struggling Paimon out of the water tank.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Strands of wet hair were sticking to his temples, and the naive-looking Paimon still had a red-tailed goldfish wrapped around his mouth.

"Little Paimon really never forgets to eat wherever he goes?"

Famas brought Paimon to his eyes, and pinched her fair, dewy face.

"Ahh! Damn Famas! Look at the fist!"

Paimon spat out the red-gold fish tail in his mouth, clenched his cute little hands, and greeted Famas with a fist.

"Hey, Paimon, I'm here to wake you up!"

Hurriedly pulling the flailing Paimon away, Famas shrunk his neck back in distaste, and helped the little Paimon dry off by the way.

Angry Paimon is so cute.

Ying had just finished comforting Xiangling, when she heard Famas' call and Paimon's bluffing, she hurried over to persuade them to leave.

"Those balms... can they still be dedicated to Lord Yan?"

Ying came to her senses, covered her head, took Paimon who was having a temper tantrum, and held her in her arms.

As soon as the balm was mentioned, Ying's face became a little hot, feeling the soft touch brought by the little ball in her arms, and hearing Paimon's whimpering voice, she felt a little relieved.

"Of course, this is him... Anyway, the sacrifice is just for viewing."

Famas pouted, and took out three boxes of balm from his pocket.

The moment she saw the balm, Ying took a step back instinctively holding Paimon.

Since Famas said it's okay...then I really hope that the old man, Emperor Yan, won't find out, right?

According to Zhongli, as long as the ointment is ready, go to the nearest statue of the Seven Heavens in Liyue Port to find him.

When Ying and Famas brought the things, Zhong Li was staring at his idol in a daze.

As the evening approached, there was no brilliant red glow in the sky, only a few clusters of black clouds floating in the Wumeng sky, and Tianheng Mountain in the distance presented a biting chill and deep grayness.

"Mr. Zhongli, we have already prepared things."

Ying gritted her teeth, walked over cautiously, and handed over three boxes of balm to Zhongli.

"You...you are back."

Zhong Li turned his head, originally wondering why Ying came so late, but when he saw Famas who was smiling behind him, his words froze.

"Mr. Zhongli...you seemed to be in a daze at the statue just now, did you make you wait too long?"

Paimon circled Zhongli, not forgetting to complain to Zhongli: "It's all Famas' fault, let us wait so long."

"Oh, I didn't wait long either."

"Compared to the watch of the rock king emperor engraved on the statue, it is just a short moment."

Just after persuading a Wendy away, Famas appeared in front of him.

"Hey, are Mr. Zhongli and Famas very familiar?"

Seeing that Zhongli had no reaction to Famas' arrival, Paimon scratched his little head curiously.

"Well, he lived in the Pastoral Hall for two days."

Zhongli nodded, and turned the topic back to the balm.

(End of this chapter)