Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

For the sake of a future winter, let the hermit discover the perfection of bare legs!

Su Ming clicked his tongue, clearly showing his disdain for bare legs, but he could still barely appreciate it because it was Lily of the Valley.

At worst, the white stocking filter will be automatically applied. As long as he doesn't think it's bare legs, it's white stockings. This is the basic quality of a white stockings advocate.

"Alright, let's go have lunch first. We have guests coming over tonight, and I'll cook for them myself."

Upon hearing this, Linglan's face turned pale, and she murmured, "Is he a guest or an enemy? What kind of grudge would warrant you personally cooking to end his life?"

She had no desire to go and appreciate the Hermit's cooking and culinary skills again; it would be like taking a trip to hell and then ascending back, with the priest's DJing still echoing in her ears.

"You don't trust my cooking skills?" Su Ming raised an eyebrow, feeling that Linglan was becoming more and more disobedient. Was she developing a rebellious streak?

But upon closer reflection, since he was the one who took the blame for making bad-tasting cocktails, shouldn't he do the same for cooking?

Thinking of this, Su Ming fell silent. Although he was very unwilling, he had to admit that his cooking was not very good. For the sake of his physical and mental health, he should cook a special meal for Linglan that night.

Let's save the best food for Ms. Rosalyn; we should treat our own people with care.

"I have a question."

Linglan grabbed Su Ming's wrist, hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and asked seriously, "Where did you get the panties?"

She specifically checked the number of panties this morning and found that none were missing, which means that Su Ming did not steal them from the suitcase.

But this style of strawberry panties is only sold in Winterfell. It doesn't make sense that Su Ming bought them specifically before coming to Mondstadt.

Or is it just a simple coincidence? But Lily's sixth sense tells her that it is by no means a coincidence, but rather some kind of inevitability.

After all, it's impossible for Lady Columbia to give her panties to a member of the opposite sex; that's simply not going to happen.

The only possibility is that, like her situation, it was clearly not lost but inexplicably ended up in Su Mingge's hands, so there's no reason to ask for it back.

"Are you... dreaming?"

Su Ming looked puzzled. "Why would I take your panties?"

"You should know that I'm not that kind of person."

"what?"

Linglan was somewhat shocked. She hadn’t expected Su Ming to be so shameless. What did he mean by “not that kind of person”? He was clearly that kind of person!

You probably won't find another person this freakish in all of Teyvat!

Su Ming chuckled. As long as he didn't admit it, there was no evidence to prove the existence of the strawberry panties. In any case, Linglan couldn't directly search the system's inventory.

Speaking of which, I lost consciousness after taking out two pairs of panties last night, but when I woke up this morning, I found that they were all back in my backpack, so there shouldn't be any problems.

I don't know what Lily of the Valley did that morning that made her look so weak, covered in sweat as if she had just run a kilometer.

In the future, it's best not to exploit system bugs unless absolutely necessary. Su Ming is worried that one day he might develop a real mental illness from exploiting them, and then how can he enjoy the game? He doesn't appreciate white stockings.

Linglan always felt that the panties were very important, after all, just touching them last night had caused her to get wet all night long, something that had never happened before.

The only explanation is that the panties possess some kind of mysterious power that can influence a person's mind and even arouse certain desires.

Linglan is now only grateful that Su Ming was completely unconscious last night, otherwise such a large movement would definitely have woken him up, and the scene would have been unimaginable.

The most dangerous flaw should have been the water stains on Su Ming's face. Fortunately, he didn't investigate it closely, otherwise he would have been exposed.

Linglan felt a chill run down her spine at the thought. If she were really discovered, she didn't know how she would face Su Ming. After all, she was just a waitress, and such behavior was already a dereliction of duty.

If Su Ming-ge found out, he would definitely reprimand her severely... In that case, she would have no choice but to go back to Zhi Dong and continue working as a novice nun.

"What are you thinking about?"

Su Ming patted Linglan on the shoulder and said in the same tone as usual, "Let's go have lunch. As the hermit's attendant, you should naturally stay by my side."

Lily of the Valley blinked, her clear blue eyes sparkling.

"Then I'll keep bothering you forever."

"It's alright, we can just use white stockings as a discount."

"Humph!"

Linglan trotted alongside Su Ming, hooking her right arm around his, her face beaming with smiles.

It's always been like this, so why do we always have to doubt the Hermit?

Executives and waiters are an inseparable pair.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, a petite little girl crushed a sunset fruit in her hand with a "crack," her eyes reflecting the figures of the two people leaving intimately.

Sandonne stood silently in place. How long had it been? Half a month?

She was the one who came first, whether it was being stomped on with her little leather shoes or having her white stockings touched, how did it turn out like this!

pain!

It hurts so much!

I thought I came to Mondstadt to raid their base, but it turns out I was the one who got raided? Is that even possible?

Are you trying to play a base-stealing loop game here?

Sandonne never imagined this would be the outcome. He thought Columbia was the strongest opponent, but it turned out that a certain inconspicuous little nun had already taken advantage of her proximity to the source.

This harsh reality was hard for Miss Sandoni to accept, and the white stockings on her legs made her feelings even more complicated.

No, we can't give up like this!

She's just a little nun, but Sandonne is confident she'll be the best in the loli category!

Chapter 079 Quickly say thank you, Hermit!

Sandoni.

The seventh seat of the Fools' Executive Officers: [Puppet].

A mechanical genius personally invited into the Fools' Clan, the pioneer of gear craftsmanship, and the owner of the mechanical workshop.

From as far back as she could remember, Sandonne knew very well that she was lovely, but this appearance was something that was dispensable to her, and sometimes even a burden.

Mechanics don't need useless things, but the pursuit of perfection is the ultimate goal that every mechanic wants to achieve, and the only masterpiece they can create in their lifetime.

Ten years ago, Sandonne completed one of his most perfect works, but it was still one step away from being truly flawless.

That step has still not been taken, even ten years later.

Sandoni sighed softly. He had thought that seeing Su Ming would give him inspiration, but it only brought more trouble.

Ultimately, they are just colleagues of the executives, so why does this abnormal mentality exist?

Is it jealousy?

Sandonne was a little confused, but unfortunately Tuanzi wasn't around and he had no one to confide in.

There's no need to worry about so much. Just go find Su Ming. Since when did she become so hesitant?

This doesn't seem like her, Sandogne.

Sandoni pursed her lips and encouraged herself. She was just going up to say hello; that guy would definitely be startled.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile and carefully followed behind Su Ming, but seeing how intimate Linglan and Su Ming were, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He's only been gone a short while, has he already forgotten about her?! Damn it, is her white stockings really that forgettable?!

Ugh, what a jerk!

Sandone pursed her lips, but upon closer reflection, she realized that she and Su Ming had absolutely no relationship in that way, so it seemed she had no reason to call him a scumbag.

What is this behavior called?

Jealous?

Sandonne stomped her foot angrily. She wasn't the kind of little girl who would get jealous like that. What was there to be jealous about? In the world of mechanics, there were only gears and parts!

I came to Mondstadt this time only to find a new type of gear, not for that Hermit guy!

Sandoni has always been stubborn, even towards himself, and simply refuses to admit anything.

It's been so long since I've had breakfast made by Su Ming; I really miss it.

I really miss KFC, McDonald's, and cucumber-flavored potato chips!

When it comes to food, Sandoni can't deceive himself; he's been craving it for so long.

Sandone swallowed hard and continued to follow Su Ming and Linglan like a pervert. Fortunately, her little girl appearance made her seem less perverted, otherwise she would have been taken away by the Knights and sent to the dungeon long ago.

The main reason is that Su Ming and Ling Lan have been robbing white silk-clad women all over Mondstadt these days, which has made the residents of Mondstadt more resistant to perverts.

The common act of tailing has become as normal as pigeons on the veiled bridge in the eyes of the people of Mondstadt today.

The Mondstadt people of the past:

A strange, stalking loli has been spotted! Report her! This appalling behavior must be reported to the Knights immediately!

The people of Mondstadt today:

I thought it was a big deal, just some weirdo following me. Why are you so nervous? It's not like some white-stockinged weirdo is here.

It must be said that although Su Ming has only been here for less than half a month, he has already brought about a completely new reform of ideas and concepts to Mondstadt, liberating people's minds.

In a sense, this is indeed a rare miracle. After all, it took a long time for the concept of freedom to become the prevailing trend in Mondstadt, but the lower limit of what constitutes abnormality was given an epic boost in just half a month.

Nowadays, what is considered abnormal by ordinary people is no longer considered abnormal in the eyes of Mondstadt people. It is precisely because they have witnessed true abnormality that they are so indifferent.

This serene state of mind is the true gift the hermit brought to Mondstadt.

Quickly say thank you to the hermit!

Wendy's feelings have been somewhat complicated lately. Although he was glad that the two white-stockinged robbers didn't target his white stockings, was that a bit too disrespectful of him?

What's going on? Men's white stockings don't deserve to be called white stockings, right?

Wendy sensed a deep malice. There seemed to be a difference between the white stockings; surely it couldn't be that he wasn't charming enough.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Wendy, you're here to eat too?" Su Ming sat down at the restaurant and greeted Wendy with a smile.

Linglan sat opposite him, picking up the menu and smiling as she searched for special dishes she hadn't tried yet. Her two fair legs dangled under the table, occasionally playfully rubbing against Su Ming's pants.

But it doesn't matter. Su Ming's will is firm and unwavering, and he is fearless. There is absolutely no possibility of him raising the flag. This little test is not difficult at all.

Then you'll just have to make it harder for yourself!