While I was in Mondstadt, I never imagined becoming a god.

Xu Chuan really didn't want to experience a hangover again.

As more and more empty wine bottles accumulated on the table, Yura's pretty face turned bright red, and she became somewhat incoherent in her speech.

"How come you can drink so much today?"

She rested her chin on her hand, squinting at him. "Something's not right!"

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do," Xu Chuan said without changing his expression.

"Maybe it's because I've built up my alcohol tolerance."

"Ugh...so annoying!" Yura suddenly slumped onto the table, burying her face in her arms, her voice muffled.

"If you weren't drunk, how could I have said those things?"

Xu Chuan had a strange look on his face.

Why do you have to get yourself drunk to say such things?

He was glad he had used some tricks, otherwise Yura would have really succeeded.

Yura lay there for a while, then suddenly raised her head, her eyes glazed over, and a blush spread all the way to her ears.

She stared at Xu Chuan for several seconds, then suddenly stood up, staggered, and steadied herself by holding onto the table.

"You...you sit still, don't move."

She walked around to Xu Chuan's side, straddled his lap without saying a word, cupped his face in her hands, and forced him to look directly at her.

The girl's fragrance, mixed with the smell of alcohol, rushed into Xu Chuan's nostrils.

The warm breath and the softness against her skin made her heart race.

His brain went blank for a moment, and he placed his hand on her waist.

"You bastard..." Yura pressed her forehead against his, her breathing rapid, her warm breath, tinged with the smell of alcohol, hitting his face.

Why are you being so thoughtful?

"And you always say things that make my heart race... I don't know how to face you."

"Yura, do you want to..."

"Tell me, did you do this on purpose?"

She interrupted him, placed her hands on his face, and gently stroked his eyes with her thumbs.

"Whether it was intentional or not, it's still your fault."

"So, I did all this because of your fault."

Before Xu Chuan could react, the girl's warm lips pressed against his.

With the sweetness of wine and the unique fragrance of a young girl, all the unspoken words were poured into this kiss.

After a while, the two parted ways, still feeling quite unsatisfied.

Yura was panting, her forehead still pressed against his, her eyes half-closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

The smell of alcohol mingled with the sound of their heartbeats.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on her flushed cheeks. Her eyes, devoid of their usual pride and stubbornness, held only a tenderness he had never seen before.

Xu Chuan's heart began to pound, and a desire gradually appeared in his eyes, even his voice became somewhat suppressed.

"You're playing with fire, you know that?"

But he was met with a kiss in return, a gesture that seemed to encourage him.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water.

No one knew that in a small house in this free city, two hearts were growing closer and closer.

Chapter Seventy-Two: Revealing the True Feelings

The next morning, the first rays of sunlight peeked through the gaps in the curtains and quietly entered the room, drawing a golden band of light on the floor.

On the bed, two figures nestled tightly together.

The moonlight has long since faded, replaced by the warmth of the morning light.

After a night of intense battle, both of them fell into a deep sleep, their breaths mingling, quiet and long.

Perhaps it was her knight's biological clock that made Yura wake up first.

Despite the aches and pains throughout her body, she struggled to open her blurry eyes.

My vision blurred for a moment, then gradually cleared.

An unfamiliar ceiling, and the warmth of a body that doesn't belong to me emanating from beside me.

The unfamiliar touch startled the girl at first, then her pretty face instantly flushed with embarrassment.

She froze there, like a fawn suddenly illuminated, too afraid to move.

Especially when those absurd details from last night flooded back into my mind.

Those bold words, those reckless actions, and the self that straddled him.

And everything that happened afterward.

Yura was completely stunned.

She instinctively wanted to escape, but her movements were much slower than expected. Her body felt as if all her strength had been drained, and every muscle was protesting.

She moved carefully, breaking free from that warm embrace, and buried her face in the pillow, unable to face it all.

What were you doing last night?

I just wanted to express my feelings, how... how could this happen...?

Moreover, if she remembered correctly, everything last night seemed to have been initiated by her.

Kissing, and what happened afterward... it seems so!

This was the first time Yura had ever hated alcohol so much; she felt it was the root of all evil.

"Mmm...so soft."

In a daze, Xu Chuan turned over toward her and instinctively pulled the person next to him into his arms.

His movements were so natural, as if he had done them countless times. His arms wrapped around her waist, and his palms were placed on her lower abdomen.

Yura trembled all over, her whole body going limp and powerless.

She tried to push him away, but as soon as she reached out, her hand uncontrollably landed on his arm, leaving her unable to push him away or let go.

The sunlight moved slowly through the room, creeping from the floor to the foot of the bed, and then from the foot of the bed onto the blankets.

Yura buried her face in the pillow, her ears burning red. She could hear her own heartbeat and the steady breathing of the person behind her.

He slept soundly, as if nothing had happened.

When Xu Chuan opened his eyes and met a pair of shy, watery eyes, he thought he was dreaming.

Those eyes were bright and moist, like grapes covered in morning dew, filled with shame, panic, and a hint of tenderness that he couldn't quite understand.

His mind wasn't fully clear yet, and he subconsciously said "Good morning."

Good morning, Yura.

Yura didn't answer. She stared at him, her face as red as a ripe apple, her lips moved a few times, but she didn't say anything.

Xu Chuan blinked, his consciousness slowly returning.

The scenes from last night flashed through my mind.

Yura straddled his lap, cupped his face in her hands, forehead to forehead, and kissed him passionately, her breath reeking of alcohol.

He paused for a moment, then laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Yura's voice was muffled, as if it were coming from under the pillow.

"It's nothing." Xu Chuan didn't let go of her hand, but instead adjusted his position to make her more comfortable in his arms.

"I just felt that I had a pretty good time last night."

"you--"

"To be honest, I was really startled last night."

Xu Chuan's voice had the characteristic hoarseness of early morning.

"I never expected that this guy, who usually seems so cold, could be so aggressive."

"Stop...stop talking."

Yura reached out and gently covered his mouth. Her palm was warm, but her fingertips were a little cold and trembling slightly.

Xu Chuan took her hand away from his mouth, but didn't let go.

Why don't you say so?

His tone was soft, yet gentle.

"I like the cold and aloof Yura, I like her when she's angry, and I also like the Yura who wants to teach me a lesson in bed."

Yura's eyes reddened.

It wasn't just being moved; it was something more complex.

It was as if I had been seen through, or as if I had finally been caught.

She has never been good at expressing herself, and she is used to wrapping herself up tightly with pride and stubbornness, not letting anyone see the softness inside.

But this person is different.

He saw it, and he didn't leave.

For some reason, upon hearing these words, the shy and evasive girl gradually calmed down.

My heart was still beating fast, but no longer from panic, but from something deeper and calmer.

"Does Yura hate me?" Xu Chuan asked.

"No, how could that be?" Yura's tone became urgent, as if she was afraid the other party would misunderstand.

"I'm just... just scared."

"What are you afraid of? How would I know if you don't tell me?"

Xu Chuan spoke softly, as if encouraging her to speak her mind.

Yura remained silent for a long time.

The morning light slowly moved through the room, landing on their clasped hands.

She finally mustered her courage, opened her arms, rolled over and supported herself on either side of his body, placing her hands next to his head.

She looked down at him with a slightly intimidating posture.

"I'm scared..." Her voice was very soft, so soft that it seemed as if she was afraid the wind would hear it.

"Because of my own selfishness, I've bound you to Mondstadt."

"I'm also afraid that one day you'll just disappear from my world."

"Especially after hearing that you're going to Liyue."

Her eyes reddened, tears welled up, and finally rolled down, dripping onto Xu Chuan's face, warm and salty.

"I...I really can't bear to part with it."

Xu Chuan looked at her.

The morning light shone from behind her, turning her short, light blue hair golden, and tears left two glistening streaks on her face.

Despite her assertive posture, her eyes were full of vulnerability and unease, making one feel an irresistible tenderness towards her.

Xu Chuan reached out and gently pulled her down into his arms.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, placed his palm on the back of her head, and pressed her against his chest.

"Don't worry, I'm always here."