Yuanshin: Ningguang is still a little pitiful, invested by me

Fang Xun looked at Gan Yu’s pair of dark red unicorn horns again

, for the unicorn horn, Fang Xun had an indescribable mood, watching the unicorn horn

dangling in front of him,

just… Would love to plate it.

Fang Xun stretched out his hand and gently touched Gan Yu’s unicorn horn.

At that moment, Fang Xun could obviously feel that Gan Yu’s body trembled slightly, and Gan

Yu’s mouth couldn’t help but let out a subtle snort,

like a frightened deer.

For a while, Gan Yu’s pretty face became extremely blushing, like a burning cloud in the sky.

For her, the unicorn horn has a feeling

, you know, when Gan Yu was a child, she always had to borrow the

wind Zhenjun to hold her horn to sleep, but when she grew up,

Gan Yu did not let anyone touch her Qilin horn

, even the close master Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun.

The reason is that the unicorn horn is very sensitive.

And at the moment, for Fang Xun touching the unicorn horn, Gan Yu’s mood is very complicated

, she doesn’t know what’s wrong

, in other words, she should retreat in a panic, stretching out her hands to protect the top

of her head, but when facing Fang Xun, she doesn’t have that kind of resistance in her heart, because if it’s Fang Xun,

It shouldn’t be okay to let him touch it, right?

It has been many years since people touch the horns, and now there is that familiar and strange feeling again, and

Gan Yu suddenly feels sleepy.

It was almost time for the lunch break, and

the biological clock that was accurate to the second made Gan Yu sleep regardless of the place and occasion.

This time, Gan Yu took the initiative to snuggle into Fang Xun’s arms and hugged Fang Xun tightly.

Just like many years ago, she held Liuyun to borrow the wind Zhenjun.

Fang Xun looked at Gan Yu in his arms, with a faint smile on his face

, before Gan Yu was asleep, subconsciously hugged Fang Xun, and now, it was Gan Yu who hugged Fang Xun before falling asleep, although they are all the same actions, but the meaning of the representation is different

, from the latter point of view,

Gan Yu

obviously has Fang Xun’s place in his heart.

It can be seen from holding Fang Xun’s arm and tacitly allowing Fang Xun to touch the Qilin Horn.

This secretary, who has lived for thousands of years, is stable in his external affairs, but in private, he is like a little girl in his heart, and

he is not honest when he sleeps.

After Fang Xun stopped touching her unicorn horn

, Gan Yu was still humming in his mouth,

and his little head came up for Fang Xun to touch.

Fang Xun also couldn’t help it, he didn’t expect that Wen Jing’s Ganyu had such a side.

He reached out and gently touched the horns, and then opened the system backpack.

His gaze looked at the prop he had just obtained, the long rope tied to the moon.

Long rope tied to the moon

, in the game is a four-star fishing rod,

the role is fishing.

And this fishing rod given by the system, after catching the fish, has a probability of turning the fish into a treasure.

For example, Fang Xun feels that he has caught

a fish, and after pulling it up, it may be a fish, it may also be entangled, or even other treasures,

it is very fragrant.

An idler like Fang Xun is only responsible for bringing a baby every day, and

he has time to fish.

Fang Xun had already made a decision, and tomorrow he would take Ning Guang and Seven or Seven Two Little Girls to fish.

It can also be regarded as making up for not accompanying them today.

After understanding the role of the fishing rod, Fang Xun looked at the entanglement edge he had just obtained, and he

pulled out the miracle alone,

and

it was over!

I saw a blue light penetrate the clouds, and that light quickly turned into a dazzling purple.

This time there is no acquisition of skills, but a prop.

A puppet similar to the demon sword ghost, about the size of a human body.

This puppet Fang Xun did not find a way to activate it, so he could only put it in his backpack first and study it later.

After doing all this, Fang Xun exited the system interface, the Gan Yu in his arms moved gently, Fang Xun reached out and gently touched the horns

, he sat quietly like this, and I don’t know how long he sat there,

“Mr. Fang Xun

… Sorry, I slept too long! Gan

Yu woke up from Fang Xun’s arms in a daze

, she noticed that when she fell asleep, Fang Xun kept the same posture and did not move

, so thinking about Fang Xun must be very uncomfortable, and his hands were already sore

, in this regard,

Gan Yu also quickly stood up and apologized with a red face.

Looking at Gan Yu’s flustered and nervous appearance, Fang Xun felt very cute.

He chuckled and said, “It’s okay with me, Miss Ganyu is very light, and she doesn’t feel any weight in her arms.”

“On the contrary, how did Miss Gan Yu sleep this time?”

Hearing Fang Xun’s concern, Gan Yuqiao’s face became more and more blushing

, she nodded slightly, and then said softly: “I haven’t slept such a comfortable nap for a long time,

is it because Mr. Fang Xun is around?” ”

In the future, when it’s time to take a nap in the future, you can…”

Gan Yu lowered her head after saying this

, not daring to look into Fang Xun’s eyes,

her pretty face was very nervous.

Because this is the first time Gan Yu has made a request

, I don’t know if it will be rejected, and if it is rejected,

what should she do?

Ganyu, who can face many things calmly, is a little overwhelmed at the moment.

But fortunately, Fang Xun heard this and said with a smile: “Of course, there is no problem,” ”

When Miss Gan Yu takes a nap,

I am also willing to accompany me.”

Hearing Fang Xun’s answer, Gan Yumei’s eyes brightened, like a child who got candy.

“That’s wonderful. If I could have Mr. Fang Xun’s help, I think my work efficiency should be improved! ”

….

Put two more up first, and there are two more tonight.

Dear officials, the data of this book is really getting worse day by day, here I still want to ask for some free gifts, whether this book

can be written long,

really need your support.

Recently, I have been thinking about the development plot behind this book, and in a few days there should be a place to cheat everyone’s tears, emphasizing that it is not a knife! Not a knife!

The kind that hurts the enemy by a thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred

, I may cry and finish writing the plot there,

which can be regarded as making up for a regret in the plot.