Genshin Impact: My sister’s name is Kujo Sora

In Liyue's glazed pavilion, the waiter was already very skilled in informing the kitchen of the dishes that the generous guest of Yaetori had requested.

The gentle Miss Zhonggui would bring that clever and lovely girl and mature and gentle big sister to Liuli Pavilion for dinner these days, and every time she would send the bill to Yaedo.

She, a trainee waitress, is proficient in reciting the names of the dishes to be eaten every time.

"Alas, big rock, I'm really embarrassed to trouble you all the time these days~" Wendy said cheaply, although she couldn't find out anything, but she also rubbed a lot of good wine or something, and it wasn't a loss.

"As a god of Liyue, it has been my duty to entertain the gods of other countries." Morax said lightly, "The handover of Liyue's power has reached the end, and all but the most important core part has been handed over to the Seven Stars.

In addition, Yaedo's work is not difficult, as long as you give some advice, you can finish it, and Arakuya doesn't care about Morax's consumption.

Yaedo's earnings in Liyue have been surprisingly good, especially since Zhong Gui's proposal and threading the needle have already begun to form a preliminary business cooperation with the Celestial Power Star Ningguang, and now they can officially start as long as Miko arrives from Inazuma.

"Hey, hey, hey~ You're really gentler than before, when I first met you, I was chased by you from the Chasm to the Wind Dragon Ruins~" Wendy wiped her nose and said.

"It's not that you got drunk and ran to the door of Ruotuo's house to sing, and as a result, you woke people up, and I went to intercede for you, but you poured a bottle of wine on my head!" Morax's greasy-like jade hands clenched tightly together, making a "pop-cla-pop" sound.

At that time, Wendy arrived at Guiliyuan with two bottles of wine, and even though Guiliyuan had just gone through a big battle, Morax was still ready to welcome her with the highest specifications.

And then... Wendy first smoothed her most precious hairpin, and when she was drunk, she almost disturbed her slumber, and Morax endured it.

It wasn't until Morax was fighting with his hands on the get-up angry Ruota that Wendy, who had drunk it, poured a bottle of wine on her head...

On that day, Morax broke his promise not to lose his temper with someone who couldn't figure out his face, and took out his rock spear to vent the anger he had accumulated over the years.

On that day, the people who were about to move from Guiliyuan to the coast saw the rock lord bombarding the Chasm all the way to Mondstadt with a rock spear, and thought that the demon from which he came from was being hunted down by the rock lord.

On that day, the story began to circulate in Liyue that Lord Iwa, along with the Wind God next door, had subdued a giant core of the Tempest.

On that day, Wendy flew to Liyue and crawled back to Mondstadt.

"This, it's not because I'm drunk... Actually, I don't want to, but your memory is too good," Wendy said, scratching her face weakly.

"Oh no, I don't remember the memories of the Demon God War very clearly, I've forgotten a lot, and I don't know if I can wait until I finally wake up." Zhong Gui said lonely, she had blurred memories of the past, whether it was her former comrades-in-arms or...

"Hey, hey, hey! After all, people don't just want to sleep for two or three thousand years, if you continue like this, maybe she will wake up and laugh at you for getting old. Wendy reassured.

"I forgot why I survived in the end... Alas. Morax said with some melancholy, she was prepared for the wear, but the most precious part of the memory of the Daedric War seemed to be forcibly blurred, which made her miserable.

"Please don't get obsessed with memories, time will give you the answer, so don't worry." Wendy said thoughtlessly.

"What do you mean?" Morax suddenly felt that the sentence was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't say it.

"Hey~" Wendy stuck out her tongue without explaining.

"Ouch!" Morax tapped Wendy's head lightly.

"Hey, what do you mean, tell me straight." Morax said with his fists clenched.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, as an anemoslav, although I'm a little unreliable, but it's reasonable to say some good sentences once in a while." Wendy prevaricated.

Seeing that Wendy wanted to fool her, Morax suddenly showed a gentle smile, which frightened Wendy and immediately hid behind Vanessa.

"Barbatos, I haven't begged you much in my life, have I?" Morax asked suddenly, softly.

"No, no, right?" Wendy said weakly, she didn't expect that her accidental words would make Morax so serious, and looking at Morax, it seemed that she wanted to use the Great Memory Recovery Technique on her.

"More than 500 years ago, when the Winter Empress's most beloved scepter was replaced by you with the wooden stick of the hilichurl shaman, who spoke for you when they were so angry that they were about to freeze you into an ice sculpture?" Morax asked.

"It's you." Wendy said weakly, listening to Morax's words, she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart.

"More than a thousand years ago, when you secretly ate a dish secretly developed by the Nata Vulcan, and said it was not delicious in front of her, but when you were chased to the Sea of Silent Ember by her in a fit of rage, who vouched for you?" Morax asked again.

"It's you." Wendy wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, she already knew that Morax wanted to play the emotional card, but what she said was the truth.

"More than 2,000 years ago, when you drew Ruotuo on the code of the first generation of water gods, who took the blame for you?" Morax continued.

"It's still you." Wendy gasped and said, among the seven gods, she has the best relationship with Morax, and when the seven gods were still familiar with each other before, except for the grass god with the best personality, the seven gods were all offended by her.

"More than 2,500 years ago, when the Seven Gods gathered for the first time, when you were drunk and molested Thorjin, who blocked the knife for you?" Morax asked.

That time, Wendy mixed a glass of dandelion wine with a four-pot head in his left hand, and a glass of ultra-high concentration vod reduced mixed Sumeru snake wine in his right hand.

King Dashu Ci is a good person, and he didn't care about Wendy's drunkenness, but she couldn't help it, she was so scared because she participated in the Seven Gods Gathering, and when she saw her sister being molested, she couldn't help but cut it...

"It's still you." Wendy said as if I had lost, Morax's relationship with her was one of those where I could beat her, but no one else could.

Although Kanria hasn't seen each other much since then, the friendship between the two has been maintained, otherwise Morax wouldn't have eaten and drunk every day.

She was already feeling weak because of the backstabbing Morax, but listening to Morax start to turn over her black history in the past, even her kind of hey monster had some words for a while.

"Then you can honestly say what that sentence really means." Morax gently placed his hand on top of Wendy's head.

Although Morax didn't exert any force, Wendy clearly sensed Morax's intention to unscrew her Celestial Spirit Cover.

Wendy gave Vanessa a life-saving look, she had promised her master that she would never tell anyone else who hadn't regained her memory about it.

"Morax, Barbatos, you are here," said a white-haired woman as she walked between the three of them.

Wendy's face, which was originally tangled, instantly became ugly, and the person she didn't want to see the most, but had to see, came.