Genshin Impact: Ningguang is still a pitiful little thing, I invested in her.

"I'll let you drink tea! You'll drink tea all night long!"

Fang Xun was shocked. How cruel this little girl was.

"Alright, alright, I'll take you with me next time I sneak away."

"That's pretty much it."

Upon hearing Fang Xun's answer, Ning Guang's face lit up with joy.

She didn't care whether she was the Tianquan Star of the Liyue Seven Stars, nor did she care how much money she could earn.

None of that matters; what matters is that she wants to stay by Fang Xun's side.

Ningguang paused for a moment, then continued, "Brother Fangxun, I'd like to hear you tell a story, is that alright?"

"Of course, what story would you like to hear?"

"Let me tell you... the story of when we first met."

"Okay, back then you were just a little girl, selling conch shells barefoot at the port."

The two walked side by side in the moonlight, their shadows stretched long.

...

Recent data has been dismal, the author's morale is low, and their motivation to write has significantly decreased.

If this kind of data continues, I don't know if I can even finish writing the Inazuma and Mondstadt storyline...

I'd rather receive some free gifts, thank you everyone.

In return, there will be an update tonight.

Chapter 162 While eating hotpot and singing, I was suddenly pulled into writing a novel.

rice wife,

Inside a secluded little dark room in Yaedo, a warm yellow light was emanating from the room.

In the utter silence, one could faintly hear the voice of Yae no Miko complaining coming from the small dark room.

"Mr. Fang Xun, so much time has passed, are you still not done?"

"Does it usually take you this long?"

Fang Xun looked up at the Eightfold Divine Child sitting opposite him, his expression somewhat complicated.

He was simply locked in a small, dark room, and couldn't write the plot of his novel for half a day.

Why does it sound different when Yae no Miko says it?

Seriously, officer?

How can you even drive on this crappy road?

Confess honestly, wasn't it you, you lecherous fox, who corrupted Liyue's Jade Brocade?

Fang Xun put down his pen and sighed helplessly.

"Miss Yae, please don't force me to write a novel."

“I can do anything, but without inspiration, I really can’t write a single word.”

Fang Xun really had nowhere to cry.

He was having hotpot and singing with the children when Yae no Miko suddenly showed up at his door.

Yae no Miko said to give Fang Xun Kang something good.

As a result, Fang Xun followed Yae no Shinji to the Yae no Hall.

What they found to be the "good deal" was actually a blank book and a pen filled with ink next to it.

Fang Xun then realized that he had been tricked.

They say it's easy to get on a boat, but hard to get off.

By the time Fang Xun realized what was happening, he was already in the dark room.

As the editor, Yae no Miko also thoughtfully stayed by the side to keep an eye on the manuscript.

All of this caught Fang Xun off guard, so naturally he couldn't write anything.

When an author can't write anything, blaming it on a lack of inspiration is always the right thing to do.

After all, inspiration is something elusive, invisible and intangible, but essential for slacking off.

When Yae no Miko heard that Fang Xun was having a creative block, she also fell into deep thought.

As the editor-in-chief of Yaedo, she naturally understands the inspiration authors need when creating their works.

Seeing that Fang Xun couldn't utter a single word for a long time, it's likely that he's genuinely hit a creative block.

After a moment, Yae no Miko asked, "How can we help Mr. Fang Xun find inspiration to continue his creative work?"

"After all, I'm really looking forward to the Inazuma arc."

In fact, Fang Xun was fully aware of the plot of the Inazuma arc.

I simply don't want to write.

After all, the human limit for a day is only two thousand words.

Even one more word makes me incredibly tired.

He started to complain, casually saying, "I didn't even have dinner before Miss Yae brought me to this dark room."

"It's perfectly reasonable that I can't write anything right now because I'm hungry, right?"

Fang Xun was indeed a little hungry.

He hadn't even eaten the hotpot when Yae no Miko pulled him over.

Let's eat our fill first, then we'll talk about what comes next.

Yae no Miko also thought it made a lot of sense, so she stood up.

"Alright, I'll go to the kitchen and make a bowl of shredded pork noodles. After we eat, I hope Mr. Fang Xun can focus on writing his book."

The Eightfold Divine Child paused, then turned around and stared intently at Fang Xun with his bright and cunning eyes.

"Mr. Fang Xun, you are the first person to eat my noodles. I hope you will not disappoint me."

"After you finish eating your noodles, please work hard to create new storylines!"

Yae no Miko smiled warmly, but Fang Xun felt uneasy looking at her.

Whenever Yae no Miko laughs like that, it's never a good thing.

They're either scamming people, or on their way to scamming people.

Soon,

Yae no Miko brought over a steaming bowl of noodles.

However, when Fang Xun took a closer look, he found that the bowl only contained plain noodles.

There was no shredded meat in sight, not even any side dishes.

Clear soup with little water.

This really caught Fang Xun off guard.

He looked up at Yae no Miko and asked, puzzled, "Miss Yae, where is the shredded pork in the shredded pork noodles?"

Yae no Miko didn't speak, but simply sat in her chair and crossed her legs.

Her fair and slender legs swayed up and down, adorned with flesh-colored stockings, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Yae no Miko did not answer Fang Xun's question, but instead asked, "Mr. Fang Xun, is there a problem with this shredded pork noodle soup?"

Fang Xun: ...

He knew it,

That sly fox is definitely up to no good.

Seeing Fang Xun's hesitant expression,

Yae no Miko covered her mouth and chuckled, her laughter so loud it made her tremble.

He looked like he had successfully pulled off a prank.

"Mr. Fang Xun looked sad because he couldn't write his manuscript and couldn't get a good meal for dinner. Waaah, so pitiful."

"Alright, alright, I wouldn't dare to neglect Mr. Fang Xun, otherwise Sister Gan Yu would definitely come after me if she found out about this."

As they were talking, Yae no Miko went to the kitchen and brought back another bowl of noodles.

This bowl of noodles looks much more substantial than the previous one.

It comes with seaweed, fish cake, char siu, and other toppings; it looks quite appealing.

Regardless of the taste, it at least looks very appetizing.

Yae no Miko switched the two bowls of noodles.

"This bowl of noodles is for Mr. Fang Xun; the bowl you just ate was my dinner."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xun subconsciously asked, "Miss Yae only eats noodles for dinner, and doesn't even need any side dishes?"

Yae nods slightly and hums in agreement.

"Because I've been eating too much oily food lately, my hair color has started to deteriorate. I need to eat a lighter diet."

"What? You want to see the tail? Dream on."

"There might still be a chance once you finish writing the Inazuma arc."

"Alright, Mr. Fang Xun, hurry up and eat your noodles. After you finish eating, start writing your new novel."

"Huh? You're saying you can't write a plot even after eating noodles?"

"Mr. Fang Xun, you wouldn't want your little ones at home to cry because of my teasing, would you?"