Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

"Who... Who said I did it on purpose, I was telling the truth, didn't you say it?"

Tartaglia looked away a little weakly under Lin Lang's scrutiny, and pretended to scratch his head calmly... The corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of Lin Lang's silent helpless sigh.

"Alas... Forget it, anyway, in the solstice, I often misunderstood the relationship because of your rumors, but now it's just a different place. "

Hey.

Then, just as they had opened their room at the Wangshu Inn and Tartaglia had put hot water in the bathroom, Lin Lang quietly snatched his clothes away with vines.

Retaliation from the limited cautious eye.

Sitting on the edge of the windowsill of the guest room of the Wangshu Inn, with his right hand supporting his chin, while looking at the scenery outside the window, he slowly moved his mechanical left arm to strengthen his habit, and his mind was thinking about when he should release Osel with a hundred taboo urns.

Originally, he wanted to give all those talismans to Tartaglia and let him decide for himself when he should release them, but...

Listening to the leisurely humming voice of a certain Fatui executive officer coming from the bathroom of the room, Lin Lang dispelled this thought.

"Alas~ The child is too simple, I should be the villain myself, and it is more controllable. "

Actually, he didn't have to be idle and had nothing to do but come here to live, mainly to tell Liyue Fang that your god is dead and my Fatui have nothing to do with it, none of us are in Liyue Harbor.

And since he figured out that the inn might have been an intelligence agency of Liyue Seven Stars from beginning to end, he was even more relieved.

“... Hey, Brother Linlang, did you take

my clothes away, give them back to me!" "Good brother, your clothes are dirty, let me wash them for you, I've already asked my men to go to Liyue Harbor to bring you a set."

Tartaglia's voice interrupted Lin Lang's thoughts, and the response with a smile made the other party silent.

Lin Lang, who originally thought that Tartaglia had completely accepted his fate and was waiting for the other party to beg for mercy, suddenly felt that this kid had been silent for too long?

Before he could turn his head to take a look, a pair of naked and slender, but extremely powerful arms forcibly hugged his neck from behind Lin Lang, and tightly and forcefully encircled Lin Lang in his one-third of an acre.

Lin

Lang felt the thick moisture, and his back was also attached to someone's naked body, and his wet head was pressed against the side of his face.

Such an action... It's so ambiguous, and Lin Lang didn't even notice his approach.

"Tartaglia, how are you... And I didn't—"

What? There's no one else here, and you've forgotten that my stealth skills have always been above you. "

Uh, I... Am I not your own people?!"

"Naturally not, Lin Lang... You're a badass, but not an outsider. "

Rin Villain Lang always felt that Tartaglia suddenly became childish in front of him... Raised his hand and stroked his orange hair, his tone disgusted.

"If you've had enough, go away, your clothes are dirty, go find a quilt to wrap yourself in and wait for new clothes to be delivered. "

Well, listen to you, Brother Linlang.

"Tsk..."

Lin Lang smacked his tongue, this title is still a little unaccustomed.

Tartaglia rubbed enough oil, and was originally going to let go of Linlang... But at the very moment of the idea, a person suddenly jumped from the window in front of them.

"Lin Lang, I just thought about it, I think the emperor... "

Lin Lang and Tartaglia, and Xiao, the three of them looked at each other unexpectedly, Xiao was stunned and looked at Tartaglia who was naked and holding Lin Lang, and he himself who did not resist...

Suddenly gasped.

"It's not the right time for me to come, I'm sorry Linlang... I'll come back to you at another time.

"Hey, Xiao, you're mistaken... I misunderstood..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao disappeared in the blink of an eye... It is estimated that the scene just now has brought a great impact to his innocent heart, and he needs to slow down for a while...

Lin Lang, who knew that the misunderstanding was irreparable, glanced sideways at Tartaglia... Tartaglia glanced back fearlessly, smug.

"Alas... Feel free to do so, Tartaglia.

"That's right, why don't you let the entourage bring two more jars of good wine from Liyue Harbor, we haven't drunk each other for a long time!"

"Well, that's a good suggestion, I want to drink too." "