Succubus Star Sister, but the original god

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I don't know..."

Fischl had thrown aside the dignity of a princess that she had just picked up, and now she spoke haltingly.

She may have misunderstood and thought that Xing came to call her to task because she had peeked at Xing and Ying's secret.

But how can Fischl be blamed for this? If anything, I feel that Ying is the one who is most at fault.

She entered the room without closing the door.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. I don't mean to blame you." Xing quickly said to Fischl.

She just wanted to talk to Fischl and tell him not to take it too seriously.

Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that Fischl's current sleep problems were not entirely related to that incident.

"I just want to say that I hope you don't mind that matter... and if possible, it's best not to tell anyone else." Xing said slowly. In fact, talking about this matter made her feel awkward and a little weird.

Xing didn't know what to do after such an accident happened.

"I, I understand." After listening to Xing's words, Fischl gradually calmed down, but she still lowered her head and pinched the hem of her clothes in some confusion.

"I'm sorry that you haven't been able to sleep well these days." Xing sighed helplessly.

"Hmm..." Fischl remained silent.

It is true that I have trouble sleeping, but there is no good way to solve it.

Now, whenever she closed her eyes, she would dream about things related to stars, and the stars in her dreams were too strange.

Sometimes tender, sometimes domineering...

Fischl slowly raised his head and looked across.

The stars in front of her were certainly different from the ones in her dreams, but even in this state, she still felt her heart beating a little erratically.

Staring at Xing's lips, Fischl recalled the scene in his dream.

She was inexplicably curious. What kind of feeling was that?

Chapter 138: Infected with Stars [Additional Update]

Unlike what Xing imagined, Ying actually woke up early.

Or perhaps she actually didn't sleep much that night. After Xing sent her back to her room, she opened her eyes before dawn.

She had wanted to come out to see how Xing was doing, but she didn't expect that she would come up empty-handed.

There was no sign of Xing in the room, so she planned to go downstairs to look for her. But just as she reached the stairs, she saw a very interesting scene...

The corners of Ying's mouth curled up slightly, and she stared at the living room downstairs without blinking, and began to feel excited.

From the beginning, the atmosphere between the two people gradually began to become a little strange.

I don’t know what they talked about. At the beginning, they seemed to be keeping their distance, but as time went on, the distance between the two people began to get closer and closer.

So much so that now, they sat together, looking at each other.

Ying knew that Xing would definitely not be able to resist attacking Fischl, even though she spoke so righteously last night, but Ying trusted her own intuition more.

Now it seems that the facts are indeed as she thought.

The only pity was that she couldn't hear the two people's whispers upstairs and could only roughly guess their conversation from their actions.

At first, it seemed that Xing directly told Fischl what happened that night. Fischl looked shy and flustered at the time.

After Xing finished speaking, the only expression on Fischl's face was shyness.

The content of the subsequent conversation was a little difficult to guess. Fischl seemed to have asked Xing some questions, and then Xing's expression suddenly became very embarrassed.

……

"Oh, it's really worrying. What is Xing hesitating about? Just attack quickly." Ying had been sitting at the stairs for a long time, but the thing she expected still hadn't happened, which really disappointed her.

At least from her perspective, Fischl had hinted very clearly, and it seemed that all he had to do was close his eyes and raise his head to wait for Xing's kiss.

But Xing was hesitant, and the look on his face as if he wanted to take action but didn't dare to, made Ying very anxious.

This is a little un-Xing-like. Given her physical condition, shouldn't she have been pushed down on the sofa when Fischl came over and had an embarrassing and shameful moment?

Why is Xing so restrained this time?

Just when Ying was wondering whether she should find a way to provide some assist, the door to the second-floor corridor behind her suddenly opened.

"Huh? Ying, you're here. I was wondering why I didn't see you when I woke up..." Paimon rubbed his eyes and slowly floated in front of Ying.

However, before she opened her eyes completely, she felt a gust of wind blowing, and then she was pulled directly into Ying's arms.

"Huh?! What are you doing, Ying?"

"Why are you up so early, Paimon? Go back to sleep for a while." Ying pulled Paimon and continued walking towards her room.

"Ah? But, but don't we have to go back to Mondstadt today..."

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter when you go back." Ying said, and directly opened the door of the room, put Paimeng on the bed, and considerately covered her with a quilt.

"Really? Is it true?" Paimon was not really asleep. Seeing Ying like this, although he felt a little strange, he still lay down obediently.

"It's okay. You need to sleep a little longer so that you will have the energy to act today. Sleep a little longer, I will prepare breakfast for you and call you when it's ready." Ying smiled at Paimon, then slowly got up and left the room.

"Okay." Paimon watched Ying leave and then closed his eyes again.

It is true that I got up a little early today, I should sleep a little longer.

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“……”Xing noticed the sound from upstairs just now.

In other words, she had noticed the gaze from the second floor a long time ago, but just didn't point it out to Fischl.

Although Ying's voice was very low and she did not reveal anything, she was the one with whom she had an intimate relationship after all, so it was relatively easy for Xing to sense it.

That was why she didn't make any move when Fischl approached her, or rather, she tried her best to restrain herself.

After all, it was a little too difficult for her to take action against the innocent girl under Ying's gaze.

But from the sound just now, Ying seemed to have left...

The impulse that Xing had been trying hard to suppress gradually became uncontrollable because of this.

"Fischl, why don't we not get so close to each other." Xing came back to his senses and looked at Fischl sitting in front of him. He felt his mouth dry.

"Why?" Fischl whispered, staring at Xing without blinking.

"Because, because..." Xing didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Fischl had just told her about her troubles.

Xing could see that Fischl had finally mustered up the courage to speak to her.

She explained the reason why she hadn't slept well in the past two days.

Why was she willing to tell Xing such a shameful thing? You have to know that Xing was the protagonist in her dream. According to most people's thinking, he would be too embarrassed to talk about it.

But, the situation is different now after all.

On the one hand, it was because there were only the two of them now, and Xingdu had talked frankly with Fischl about what happened that night, so Fischl didn't feel that much burden when talking about it.

On the other hand, there is the incident they are currently dealing with.

Yes, Fischl thought that her dream might be related to her previous contact with the meteorite, although she could not produce any concrete evidence, and she did not fall into a coma like other people who had contact with the meteorite...

But what if it is some special situation?

At the very least, it has now been proven that people affected by meteorites will have strange dreams.

It is understandable that Fischer would make such a guess.

But Xing knew that this had nothing to do with the meteorite, it was entirely because Fischl had been affected by her physique.

Simply put, I have been bewitched by her.

There probably isn't a solution.

No, to be precise, there is no other way except to have sex with her once.

Xing had thought before, if he could just stay away from me for a while, I wouldn't be affected by my physical condition anymore, and then I would be able to calm down completely after a while...

Later, Rosalia's experience proved that her idea was completely wrong.

Because Rosalia left her for a while after being bewitched by her. Although they met occasionally, they did not even have a long communication.

At that time, she also thought that Rosalia was a rare person who would not be affected by her physical condition.

Later, Rosalia followed them all the way through the snowy mountains, and took advantage of Xing's unpreparedness and chose to use tough measures.

Rosalia said it herself, saying that she was like some kind of addictive poison. Once you get addicted, there is no other result. The farther you stay away from her, the more intense the inexplicable uncomfortable feeling becomes.

Only by doing it would this feeling disappear. At that time, Rosalia felt refreshed all over.

Of course, this may also be closely related to a person's personality, physique, age, experience, etc., and may not be the same for everyone.

But Fischl... Xing couldn't help but glance at her whose eyes had become a little blurry.

It has come to this now. If they keep their distance from now on, I feel like she may not be able to withstand the withdrawal reaction.

Or else...

Xing swallowed and slowly moved in front of Fischl.

Fischl seemed to know what Xing was going to do and slowly closed her eyes.

Chapter 139: I’m feeling it! [Update]

Ying looked at Fischl, whose cheeks were red, and Xing, who was sitting there, pretending to look out the window, but actually no one knew what she was thinking.

A smile appeared on her face involuntarily, and she walked up to the two people.

"Good morning, both of you."

Just now when she was walking up the stairs, she deliberately made some noise. Otherwise, the two people might not stop until she got downstairs.

Originally, she didn't want to interrupt the two of them, but time didn't allow it, after all, they still had things to do today.

There are plenty of opportunities anyway, so there is no need to rush.

"Morning, good morning." Xing greeted slowly, and faced with Ying's teasing gaze, he looked a little embarrassed.

After all, she was still saying last night that she would not take action against Fischl so early.

Yes, she didn't even dare to say that she wouldn't attack Fischl, but she said it wouldn't be so early.

It was already very conservative, but who could have thought that in just one night, maybe just a few hours, such an accident would happen...

Yes, this time it was really an accident.

Before meeting Fischl, she had deliberately remained calm and explained her physical problems to Fischl.

I don’t know if Fischl actually listened to her... But anyway, in the end she couldn’t control herself, and Fischl didn’t refuse.

Maybe in this situation, any normal woman would not reject Xing.

Her charm is almost unsolvable.

"Fischl, do you have a fever? Why does your face look red?" Ying shifted her gaze to Fischl again and asked with pretended concern.

"No! I, I didn't sell it..." Fischl was frightened by Ying and didn't even speak in her normal tone.

She felt very embarrassed and huddled on the sofa with her head down, not daring to look at Ying's face.

Ying's smile became even brighter when she saw this. She touched her chin and looked closely at Fischl's cheek.

Apart from the blush that had not faded away, there seemed to be traces of Xing left on the lips.

"Hey, Ying, is Paimon awake? It's almost time for me to leave for Mondstadt." Xing coughed lightly and asked Ying.

This saved Fischl from Ying's scrutinizing gaze, and Fischl was visibly relieved.

Xing knew that Ying probably saw what happened between her and Fischl just now, but in order to avoid embarrassing Fischl, she did not take the initiative to bring it up.

"Ah, not yet. I'll go call her later." Ying chuckled and then said to Xing.