Genshin Impact: Help me, Mr. Shenjun

"General, what's the use of my Wufu endorsement." The little Yanqing hugged General Jing Yuan's trouser leg and coquettishly. On the open book next to it are homework assigned by the school.

Jing Yuan leaned down, his right hand went around the bend of Xiao Yanqing's leg, and his left hand stroked his back, picking Xiao Yanqing up.

"Wufu also has to know some art of war, otherwise if he goes to the battlefield and makes a mess, won't he give his life in vain." After turning Xiao Yanqing upside down and finding that he was heavier again, Jing Yuan couldn't help but sigh that the child grew up really fast.

"But... I really can't memorize it. Xiao Yanqing hugged Jing Yuan's neck and rubbed, and the fluffy white hair next to his cheeks made him feel very soft and warm.

[This child, so much as he can't say it, is coquettish.] ] Jing Yuan touched Yanqing's hair and carried him indoors, the sun was dazzling outside, and reading for a long time was not good for the eyes.

"In this way, if you memorize it, I will buy you the sword you want." Jing Yuan coaxed Xiao Yanqing, trying to make him experience the fun of endorsement.

"Hmm..." Xiao Yanqing hesitated, "General, tell me about it, Mr. Teaching, I really don't remember." "

Good————," Jing Yuan said in a long voice.

............

"Haa-" Xiao Jingyuan got up, looked at Da Yanqing who slept with him next to him, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his hair, which looked like he felt good.

[It turns out that Yanqing was like this when she was a child.]

Since Yanqing's arrival, Jing Yuan's memories have flowed out slowly like a reservoir that has been opened into a crack.

However, the scattered pieces still can't be put together.

"Hmm————" Yan Qing also opened her eyes.

"Am I moving too much? Do you want to sleep a little longer. Jing Yuan withdrew his troubled hand.

"No, it's comfortable." Yanqing rubbed her eyes.

They slept together on a lounge chair under the trees in the courtyard, the shade of which blocked the sun, and they slept very comfortably.

Jing Yuan picked up the half-spoken book next to him and folded it neatly.

Falling asleep while talking is also a manifestation of good sleep quality.

At that time, Jing Yuan saw that Yanqing was asleep, and he was a little sleepy, so the two slept like this for half an hour.

During this period, Hu Tao came to take a look, saw that the two were sleeping together, and quietly left, and closed the door by the way.

"It's a good dream." Jing Yuan recalled Xiao Yanqing's coquettish appearance in his dream, and looked at the current Dayanqing, and sighed that the child grew really fast.

"Did Jing Yuan dream of anything?" Yanqing heard Jing Yuan's words and turned his head expectantly.

"Hmm————

" Listening to Jing Yuan's long "um" sound, Yanqing knew that his evil taste was up again.

"I dreamed of a little Yanqing, and I was coquettish like a little group of birds and said that I didn't want to endorse." Seeing that Yanqing was about to pounce, Jing Yuan said his dream.

Yanqing was a little happy, Jing Yuan dreamed of himself, but when he heard this black history that he didn't want to endorse, he instantly collapsed.

"Jing Yuan————"

"Hahahaha————"

The small group of finches on the tree chirped and looked at this scene, and the sun was just right.

............

Since Jing Yuan had signs of recovering his memory, even if he was so ashamed of black history that he wanted to roll, Yanqing still tried to recall and find a similar scene so that Jing Yuan could substitute it in order to better recover his memory.

For example, this time, Yanqing took Jing Yuan to the blacksmith shop.

The sound of "jingling" iron was endless, and the owner of the blacksmith shop was sweating and saw a sword blank about to take shape from his hand.