Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

Although he himself looks like a super pretty young girl, if you think about it carefully, the fact that he had a 1.4-meter-tall little girl stuffed in his clothes when he checked into a hotel, and then said that the little girl was asleep so he didn't react... does seem a bit suspicious.

The receptionist didn't have any preconceived notions about his appearance. So what if he's a pretty girl? Can't pretty girls abduct little girls?

"Is she an adult?" The policeman looked at Theresa on the bed. Theresa was curled up under the covers, blinking her big eyes at them. He knew at a glance that he had made the right decision to come. Theresa looked so young, and even from the lines peeking out from under the covers, you could tell that her body was exceptionally slender and petite.

"You're an adult now!" Brunhilde quickly stood up straight, feeling her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "This is my aunt!"

"What's your relationship?" the police officer asked suspiciously.

“My…girlfriend, my girlfriend!” Brunhilde stammered, but eventually realized what she meant. “I know Moscow doesn’t allow same-sex marriage, but we’re not Siberians! We’re foreign tourists!”

The police looked Brunhilde up and down. Although they were fooled by the Ragdoll cat's beauty, which was even more beautiful than a pretty girl, they still looked at Theresa seriously.

"Don't speak. I'm asking this lady, Miss Theresa, right? Do you have any objections to what he said? Don't worry, if you're being coerced or have something you can't say, the police will intervene!"

Brunhilde was inexplicably nervous.

Theresa sighed, fumbled around for a moment, and nodded. "Theresa is an adult, she'll be eighteen soon, and we're a couple."

"Tsk." The policeman clicked his tongue. She couldn't possibly look eighteen, but there was nothing he could do. He knew some things were best left unattended; there was no need to be overly righteous and insist on asking the young couple for their IDs. After all, they were mutually attracted, and if he had to put it another way, Brunhilde didn't look like an adult.

"The world is going to the dogs, this country will be finished sooner or later..." the two policemen muttered, then turned and left.

Brunhilde quickly locked the door and turned around. Theresa crawled out from under the covers, hugging her pillow and giggling, "Those two policemen think you're a total pervert, Brunhilde!"

"How dare you say that? You even said you're almost eighteen, when you're clearly a thirty-year-old auntie!" Brunhilde said irritably.

"Does Bubu want to do something perverted to a thirty-year-old auntie?" Theresa turned over, her beautiful eyes looking at him seductively, her petite figure lying confidently on the white bed, glowing white.

"You've recovered?"

“Theresa has always been very strong! It's Bubu who's run out of energy.” The silver-haired beauty blinked. “Little rascal~”

Brunhilde wondered if she had been seen as a bad loli by Cecilia and Shigure Kira before.

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Chapter Ninety: Daughter-like Girlfriend Theresa

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Chapter Ninety-One: Preparing for Pregnancy

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Chapter Ninety-Two: My Favorite! My Favorite! Bubu!

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Chapter Ninety-Three: The White-Haired Little Saintess, the White-Haired Lolita, the White-Haired Dumpling, and the White-Haired Ragdoll Cat

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Chapter Ninety-Four: How many people does Heaven intend to kill this time?

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Chapter Ninety-Five: The King

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Chapter Ninety-Seven: The One Who Had His Woman Stealed from His Baby?

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Chapter 99 Are you going to charge now?

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Chapter 100 Hmm, can Bronya take my last name...?

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Chapter 101 The First Day the Gray-Haired Little Wife Gains Control of Bubu

Inside the pitch-black passage, there was still light, barely enough to make out the surroundings. It turned out to be a pile of burning scrap metal, providing some warmth and light to the cold environment.

A graceful figure moved with difficulty near the fire, then let out a whimper and a muffled groan of pain before opening her eyes.

The firelight was too dim, and she blinked several times before her eyes gradually adjusted to the brightness of the ground. Before she could figure out where she was, she looked around in panic, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Brunhilde sitting next to her.

Brunhilde was naked, her back to her, warming herself by the fire.

“We fell down, but we didn’t expect it to be a simple earthquake, but a collapse.” Brunhilde said calmly as she hung clothes to dry by the fire. “This is an underground mine tunnel. The earthquake caused the tunnel to collapse, which is why we fell here. And if I remember correctly, this is the Korchagin mine, which was abandoned more than a hundred years ago. Many parts are no longer accessible, and the earthquake also destroyed many mine tunnels and passages… It will be difficult for us to get out.”

"Can't we go out along the path where we fell down?" Bonya answered instinctively.

Brunhilde was silent for a moment. "We fell from a height of more than thirty meters, and that's not important. What's important is that when I woke up, the ground was covered in collapse."

Honkai Overlay? What does that mean?

Bonya didn't quite understand, but then she felt a heavy tremor from the ground, as if a tank were driving over her ceiling, and her heart skipped a beat.

"It's a beast tide. While we were falling, the second Honkai beast tide broke out. All the Honkai beasts that were reversed and evolved by Honkai energy will begin to march towards the whole of Siberia," Brunhilde said. "The surface above us is no longer accessible. We must find a way to escape underground. Fortunately, this mine is very large. It was once a pillar industry of the Tsarist Russian Empire. There are mine maps in many places. We can find them slowly."

Brunhilde spoke without any fear on her face; in fact, she seemed almost indifferent. This wasn't an act; she knew the person beside her was different.

If he were surrounded by Valkyries, he wouldn't be so calm; instead, he would actively ask what to do and what they could do, because the Valkyries' battlefield adaptability is far superior to his, and they can do more than he can. He only needs to cooperate. But Bonya is just a girl in her early twenties who has just become pregnant. She comes from a wealthy family and has never experienced any hardship. If Brunhilde shows any emotion, she will be amplified by that emotion and become uncontrollable.

Anxiety, fear, anger, and panic are all negative emotions that pregnant women should avoid, as these emotions are dangerous.

So when Bonya saw the boy's natural expression, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Even though she didn't have much awareness of the environment, a relaxed smile finally appeared on her face.

She should have been terrified and cried at the sudden turn of events, but Brunhilde stayed with her and watched over her. They sat around the fire in the dark underground, and instead, they felt a strange, indescribable feeling, even a little... content.

How did we fall down?

“Lia’s car was worth tens of millions, and the airbags were specially made. They covered both of us. When we crashed, half of it went into the underground river. I didn’t faint, so I pulled you out.” Brunhilde looked at the flames. “But we were both wet and cold, so I pulled up the parts of the wrecked car and burned them for as long as possible to keep warm.”

Only then did Bonya realize how the fire had started. She mourned for the beautiful sports car for a while, and then she suddenly realized that the clothes she was wearing... weren't hers?

Her heavy ferret dress was now drying by the fire, and the fleece-lined stockings and thermal underwear she wore underneath had been taken off, leaving her only in her underwear, which wasn't even dry yet... but Brunhilde gave her the last bit of face.

She was wearing Brunhilde's cool black coat, which covered her body to prevent any accidental exposure. Surprisingly, the coat was not damp. The fabric seemed to be waterproof, but waterproof fabrics are usually stiff and rigid. However, Brunhilde's coat was warm and soft.

It was only because she was wrapped in Brunhilde's seemingly thin but actually warm coat, and with the campfire nearby, that she was spared from falling into the underground river and freezing to death in winter.

Just look at this underground river. Only a few hours after the earthquake tore apart the rock layers, the underground river in the distance has already frozen over, with thin, broken ice layers visible.

But Bonya suddenly realized that Brunhilde had also fallen into the water. In order to survive, he took off all his clothes and sat naked by the fire to warm himself. But he really had no clothes at all. He was freezing and kept breathing into his hands and turning to different directions to warm himself.

“Bubu…you…”

“Bonya, don’t be shy when it’s a matter of life and death. I changed your clothes because you really can’t survive in this environment.” Brunhilde still turned her back to her, trying to get more of her body exposed to the firelight, but Bonya occupied most of the space around the campfire. “And don’t say anything about giving my clothes back. It’s pointless. Although I’m not a Valkyrie, my physical condition is definitely much better than yours. And you absolutely cannot catch a cold in this environment. You’re carrying Bronya inside you, don’t forget.”

Pregnant women are extremely vulnerable, and Bonya herself knew that she couldn't give up this coat.

“Let’s chat for a bit, otherwise it’s really too cold, and who knows how long it will take to dry the clothes, especially yours, Bonya… This mink dress of yours is so thick, it’s really hard to dry,” Brunhilde said. “I need some topics to keep me awake.”

Bonya gritted her teeth, wanting to say something, but Brunhilde, unable to bear the cold any longer, spoke first.