Gan Yu looked up and smiled, "I was a little worried about you, so I came to wait for you. Let's go back to Liyue Harbor together. I'd like to stay at your house for the night."

"Isn't my home the same as my senior's?"

"My junior brother hasn't won me over yet."

Ji Ming smiled and walked over to shield Gan Yu from the rain, tilting the oil-paper umbrella in his hand slightly, and said, "When will you agree?"

The two walked side by side, slowly and deliberately.

The drizzle created a misty, canvas-like effect.

Surprisingly, Ji Ming gradually calmed down. Whether it was murderous intent, sorrow, or remembrance, it all blended into the drizzle at this moment, dripping onto the damp soil, either silently or deafeningly.

"Junior brother hasn't even started pursuing her yet."

"That's wrong. My senior sister started pursuing me eleven years ago, but she was too shy and ran away before I could even agree."

Gan Yu glared at her and said angrily, "When? There's no such thing."

"The clothes you gave me, the books you gave me for my early education, aren't these tokens of love?"

"No, my junior brother was too young back then, and I didn't have those kinds of thoughts."

Ji Ming grinned mischievously: "You already have one? Senior Sister Gan Yu, could you tell me more about it? What kind of idea is it?"

"Junior Brother Ji Ming, you have a bad heart."

Gan Yu turned her head, her short, dark blue hair fluttering in the wind, making Ji Ming unable to look away.

My gaze moved downwards, and what came into view was fair and tender skin, and a collarbone large enough to hold a drop of clear dew. I really wanted to take a bite.

Ji Ming stared intently, his gaze growing increasingly aggressive: "Senior Sister Gan Yu, I want to sleep with you tonight..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gan Yu puffed out her cheeks, grabbed Ji Ming's cheek, and angrily scolded him, "Flirtatious! Frivolous! Mischievous!"

Oh dear, when did Senior Sister Gan Yu learn to be naughty from Ke Mao Mao? Isn't this Ke Mao Mao's unique arrogant skill? But this kind of senior sister is also super cute.

"Senior Sister Gan Yu, what goes around comes around. You once lent me a helping hand, and now I must repay you with my body!"

After saying that, Ji Ming lowered the oil-paper umbrella, placing the two of them under its complete cover. He reached out his right hand to hold Gan Yu's fragrant shoulder, and the next moment, he lowered his head to kiss her.

Raindrops slid off the umbrella frame, miraculously found a gap, and triumphantly slipped inside.

Under the umbrella, the sweet rain sobbed softly.

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