Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Tevarin, are you willing to see me?

The people who came out to greet him were two unfamiliar girls.

The same pure white hair color as the first snow, the same light golden pupils, and even the appearance is exactly the same.

The only thing that can distinguish the two is their hairstyle. One has long hair and the other has a neat ponytail.

These two people should be twin sisters, Feng Qingyu thought. Otherwise, are there two people in the world who are so similar?

The two sisters bowed to the "uninvited guests".

"Lord Tevarin... is still asleep. Please follow me to the side hall and wait. I am deeply sorry to have kept you waiting in the cold wind for so long."

Feng's way of speaking was very mature and dignified, flawless and there was nothing to complain about.

The three of them did not hesitate and followed Feng and Lei into the temple gate.

"Ah~ I'm alive."

Only after holding the hot tea in his hand did the doctor bear to take off his thick scarf.

The temple is full of life and, except that it is very spacious, is no different from an ordinary residence.

There were all kinds of common furniture such as tables, chairs, benches, fireplaces, beds, sofas, carpets, etc., without any of the majesty and solemnity of a temple.

"Sure enough, it only looks serious on the surface."

Feng Qingyu leaned against the furry sofa and looked at the furnishings in the side hall.

The owner is a very simple person. There are no gorgeous decorations in the house, and the furniture is not luxurious. The purpose of purchasing is simply out of need, not for other reasons.

Shouldn't Fengmo Long be a very rich guy?

Since it is a dragon, it should have the ability to call the wind and rain.

Fischl had no intention of appreciating the interior of the temple. She just stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the light gray sky and the feather-like snow.

It was incredible that Tevarin had lived in such a place for so many years.

As he could see, from the foot of the mountain to the top, there were no other houses except this temple.

The harsh climate and sparsely populated area make this place a quiet place where no one sets foot.

The two of them finally got the chance to meet again.

Fischl's mood was almost as heavy as the snowy mountain.

She always remembered Tevarin's desperate expression and the tears in his eyes.

Perhaps because the door was open, Tevarin vaguely felt the temperature in the room drop.

"You two... don't open the door casually, it's very cold!"

She half-closed her eyes and threw a pillow at Feng and Lei who were reading.

The two of them nimbly caught the pillow that was about to fall to the ground and put it back in its place.

"Lord Tevarin, we have guests."

The two sisters smiled slyly.

"Guest, who?"

Tevarin rubbed the messy white hair on his head and slowly sat up from the bed.

The quilt covering her body slid down, exposing her body to the air.

Perhaps it is because sleeping without clothes is comfortable, Tewarin also has this habit. In her own words, "Our body structures are the same, so why should we cover up?"

Indeed, there are only Feng and Lei in the temple all year round... or should be the two dragons, so there is no need to worry about these things on the surface.

"Lord Tevarin, you'd better put on some clothes. You don't want to scare the guests."

The wind brought the owner's clothes - a thin white shirt and jeans, which were too simple.

She had tried to persuade her master to follow the local customs and wear winter clothes like everyone else, otherwise he would look like a piece of ice in a deep well, but Tevarin refused on the grounds that it would "hinder the movement and cause trouble."

Is she really not afraid of the cold?

This question still remains in Feng's mind and cannot be answered.

"so troublesome."

Tevarin made a "tsk" sound and put on his clothes with the help of the wind.

"By the way, who is the guest?"

As the owner of the temple, she couldn't be unaware that such a haunted place had few visitors all year round.

Those boring humans who fear these dragons, would really come here? Interesting.

"It's your old lover... ahem... friend, Lord Tevarin."

Lei placed the plush slippers he had prepared under the bed.

Since some distant day, Tevarin had become so lazy that he even refused to eat.

"What old friend? Friends don't exist."

Tevarin squinted his eyes, slipped on his slippers, and left the bedroom with his hands in his pockets.

"Oune-sama, is it really okay not to tell her the truth?"

Lei looked at his master's elegant back and imagined the scene of her collapse.

As for the consequences, there will probably be extremely cold weather and heavy snowstorms throughout Mondstadt.

The weather in Mondstadt has been a bit bad in recent years, which seems to be related to Tevarin's mood.

Feng stretched his body lazily. "We will meet sooner or later, there is no need to do this."

As for now, the two of them should leave immediately and leave the chance of reunion to Lord Tevarin.

Ninety-one white-haired little devil

The hotel room was very soundproof, so good that no one could hear him even if he screamed. Bai Jin tied a beautiful knot for Feng Qingyu's hands - a sailor's knot to prevent slipping.

The rope bound Draco's hands together, and it would be difficult for him to break free by his own strength unless someone helped to untie them.

The rope is one and a half fingers thick and cannot be bitten through by teeth. It is wear-resistant and has a fire-retardant coating on the surface. It can withstand fire for a while and will not break until the coating on the surface is evaporated by the fire.

This was supposed to be used to pull huge beasts of burden, but now it is used to tie up my former companions, which makes me feel a little excited.

The pitiful sense of guilt in my heart is like a flash in the pan, existing for an extremely short time and disappearing in a flash.

How can it be considered a mistake if everyone is happy at the same time?

"Okay, let's get down to business. Casimir's pathetic office worker is finally getting some comfort in this hellhole that eats people without leaving any bones. That's great..."

The night in Casimir should become more beautiful because of this.

Thinking so, Bai Jin untied the bathrobe belt of the person lying on the massage bed and lifted the hem. The long gown she was wearing was also very convenient for transmitting fire. She only needed to remove the things that blocked in-depth communication, and everything would be under control.

Draco has a nice body, with a rounded southern hemisphere facing upwards, although his tail is not very active. Platinum is not used to using other people's tails, she likes to let her own tail move.

She reached out and poked Feng Qingyu's circular muscle. The entire muscle was indeed moist inside and out, and felt firm and impeccable.

"You are worthy of it. After so many people visited, you can still maintain such a high-quality experience. I thought this place would be loose."

Faced with a rare opportunity to take a break from his busy schedule and have some meat, Bai Jin won't complain and let it slip through his fingers.

She dragged the man off the massage bed, carried him to the bed, and made him lie face down with his hands tied up, so he didn't need to worry about being counterattacked.

"Huh... a little heavy."

Everything is ready. The tired white-haired Casimir corporate animal raises the joystick, straightens his back, and sends his tail to the place he wants to go most at the moment.

The warmth completely surrounded her. Bai Jin felt as if she was soaking in a hot spring, embraced by the still hot water, feeling extremely comfortable. The stress accumulated from days of work was melted by this warmth, turning into water droplets, leaving her body and evaporating quickly.

"Ah, really... it's so moist..."

Not only the pressure, but even his own bones and flesh were being swallowed up by the scorching vortex, as if they were completely melted.

Bai Jin regretted not trying it earlier. If she had known it was so good, she would have been able to relax more often after work. Why would she apply for seventeen vacations a month?

Feng Qingyu was sleeping soundly in the room, but he could vaguely feel his body shaking. Such a rhythmic movement should have nothing to do with an earthquake.

I read the hotel description carefully when booking the hotel, and found that the bed was a very ordinary bed without massage function.

and so……

My mind went blank for a short while, and then a familiar female voice sounded in my ears.

"You're awake? I thought you could sleep until the end. You look cute when you sleep. But it's okay to be awake. I need to get feedback from you."

Bai Jin paused for a moment and then continued to shake his waist.

In the process of exploring the mysteries of life, appropriate interaction is necessary, otherwise it will be boring, like communicating with a wooden man, and the fun will be greatly reduced.

The dark, frivolous and lazy voice matched the image of a person in Feng Qingyu's mind. Although she couldn't see behind her now, her hands were tied and she couldn't move, and her annular muscles were filled with abnormal objects.

"You're Platinum? Good man, you actually did this to me! I don't understand!"

She was angry, but now Feng Qingyu could only be furious. She tried to use the Originium technique to strengthen her body and break free from the ropes, but unfortunately the Originium technique did not work for the time being.

It can be speculated that Platinum must have done something.

"There must be something wrong with the massage oil."

She stated her speculation calmly.

"Yes, I guessed right. These massage oils contain ingredients that can temporarily inhibit the activation of Originium skills. They will lose their effectiveness in about six hours. The only side effect on the body is soreness and weakness. When Lin Guang decides to give up the duel with the Candle Knight, you will be able to reunite with them."

The little devil with white hair and brown eyes chuckled, and his body kept leaning forward, standing up, and leaning forward again.

"It's amazing that you can remain so calm. Are you used to being treated like this?"

One hand picked up Feng Qingyu's tail and began to tease him mercilessly.

"That's right... No, why should I agree with you?"

Feng Qingyu was upset about his useless body. When will the body learn to be less honest than the mouth?

"So, Shirogane, you're taking revenge on me for messing up your plans to kidnap Maria, right?"

"You're not stupid. You can't catch Maria. I've been scolded by Monique (one of the Blue Gold Lords). Of course I'm in a bad mood. I don't think it's too much to ask for some compensation from the person who caused me to be scolded."

Bai Jin found a perfect excuse for his behavior that was irrefutable.

Then, Feng Qingyu was turned over by Bai Jin like a salted fish on a chopping board. His hands were unable to move and his legs were powerless.

Since I can't resist, I have to enjoy it. This is how life is, and it is also how colleagues force me to explore the mysteries of life in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

yysy, Platinum’s skills are pretty good.

Feng Qingyu never thought that the first time she talked with Bai Jin so much would be under such circumstances. Bai Jin had already injected a lot of soul and fire into her circular muscles, but Draco's fire transmission rate was pitifully low, so she was not worried.

Apart from being extremely unhappy about being a bottom and being used as a bargaining chip to threaten Lin Guang, everything else was impeccable.

"Whatever you want... You Kurantas all like to launch sneak attacks when others are sleeping. I've learned something new."

Lin Guang’s aunt, Miss Zofia, also likes to do this. Now there is one more Bai Jin, so could it be that Xia Guang and Lin Guang sisters will join together next?

There is something beautiful about that picture.

"Oh, there was another Kuranta who came in? Was it Margaret?"

Bai Jin suddenly stopped and looked at her leisurely.

"Margaret is a stubborn guy, whose head is full of justice and chivalry. I don't think she will come to her senses. Or is she Margaret's sister?"

Feng Qingyu couldn't calmly share the incident of being attacked by Aunt Linguang at night with others as if he was saying good morning.

"It's a secret, there's no need to tell you. By the way, Bai Jin, did you miss your meal? You have so little strength that I almost fell asleep."

Draco was rude and tried to challenge the Platinum Lord of the No-Head Alliance. As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. The most terrifying people are those with evil hearts. She didn't know how she would be treated.

"Oh, really? I had a pretty full dinner. You still have the energy to provoke me, which means you're still strong enough. Why don't you try something a little more fancy?"

Another smaller circular muscle was occupied by Feng Qingyu's own tail.

This is Platinum's bad taste.

92 Casimir's Sleepless Night