"By the way, Ganyu, I want to ask you a question."

After watching Ganyu's work on the table for a while, An Ping finally remembered what he was doing tonight.

I have to help Ying find a way to find the emperor who doesn't know where to watch the play now.

"Whatever the problem, you just say it."

Hearing that An Ping wanted to ask a question, Ganyu immediately stopped what he was doing and raised his head.

"I want to know how you got in touch with the Emperor in the first place, or do you know how to contact the Emperor?"

Regarding this question, Ganyu raised his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"At least I can't contact the emperor, if it's my master, there may be a way."

Hearing Ganyu say that her master might have a way, An Ping's eyes lit up.

"Then Ganyu, where is your master?!"

"Peerless Clouds."

"Peerless clouds?"

Isn't Ganyu's master coming to Liyue Harbor soon?

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

"What, Anping, do you want to go to my master?"

Ganyu suddenly looked at An Ping with a happy face.

"That's not necessary, Master Ling will be coming to Liyue Harbor soon."

This is not news that needs to be hidden, An Ping said it casually.

"Master is coming to Liyue Harbor!?"

But Anping didn't expect Ganyu's reaction to be so big, as if a thorn suddenly grew on the chair and his butt was poked.

And judging from Ganyu's expression, there doesn't seem to be any excitement or excitement about the news that her master is coming, but there is an inexplicable panic, just like a primary school student whose hidden zero-score test paper is about to be discovered by his parents.

"No, no, why did the master suddenly come to Liyue Harbor?"

Ganyu even put down his work, pacing back and forth in the house anxiously, and the bells around his neck swayed and jingled.

What's going on, isn't Ganyu actually on good terms with her master?

An Ping looked at Ganyu anxiously and nervously suspiciously.

It's rare for Ganyu to be so emotionally exposed.

"What's wrong with you, Ganyu, is your master terrible?"

An Ping's concerned inquiry made Ganyu stop.

Ganyu just stared at Anping.

It's too late to stop the master now, and the others can't do it, but only Anping...

Anping was stared at by Ganyu and felt a little hairy.

"Promise me."

"Promise you what?"

Seeing Ganyu coming over expressionlessly, Anping shrank into a chair.

"Promise me first."

Ganyu walked in front of An Ping, her face with her back to the light source was covered in shadows, and only two eyes were left with a cold glow.

"I promise, I promise!"

No matter what the conditions are, now Anping can only agree first, otherwise he will always feel that he will be taken out by Ganyu and the firewood knife will be ga.

The oppressive momentum on Ganyu's body finally relaxed.

"Well, no matter what, you are not allowed to see my master."

"That's all there is to it..."

An Ping breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Then since they have promised Ganyu, they can only let Ying ask herself.

Anyway, Master Ganyu may know how to contact the emperor, and this news has already helped her find out.

"Anyway, if you let me know that you secretly met my master..."

The cold aura on Ganyu's body suddenly increased again.

"Absolutely not!"

An Ping hurriedly promised.

"Anyway, if you see me, I won't pay attention to you again."

Ganyu snorted and sat back at his desk.

Slowly Ganyu returned to work, although Anping was curious why she didn't let her see her master, but for the sake of her own safety, Anping still didn't dare to ask.

I don't know when, Anping looked at Ganyu's shaking stupid hair and fell asleep on the table.

He had a terrible dream, he dreamed that after living with Noelle, he was found by Noelle that he ran to Ganyu every night, and then the teapot in the kitchen for boiling water rang...

It happened that Ganyu raised his head after work, so he saw An Ping, who was asleep, frowning and having a painful expression on his face.

Sure enough, it would still be very uncomfortable to sleep on such a hard table.

Ganyu wants to do something for Anping.

At least don't let him hurt himself by accompanying him.

But where can I find soft fabric in the Yuehai Pavilion to let An Ping sleep comfortably?

Curtain? Or a carpet?

Ganyu felt that sleeping on these things would still be uncomfortable, and they shouldn't be very clean.

If you have a tail, you can only use it as a quilt for him, what should I do?

Seeing An Ping's expression becoming more and more painful, and his brows furrowed, Ganyu fell into distress.

Suddenly she remembered that when she was a child too far ago, she seemed to have been lying on her mother's lap, and although there was a cold and stiff slate under her body at that time, she slept soundly with her head resting on her mother's lap.

If Anping also rests on my lap, will it alleviate his pain a little?

And as long as I move his chair to the side, it doesn't seem to affect my work...

Ganyu thought of a good idea, so he immediately took action.

Carried Anping, who was sleeping on his stomach, to the side of his position with a chair, and then sat down and helped Anping's head to pilllow on his lap.

That should be fine.

Ganyu gently looked at An Ping, who was sleeping on his lap for a while, and after confirming that the painful expression on his face disappeared, he continued to return to work.

However, Anping had already woken up when Ganyu went to move him just now, but he didn't open his eyes out of curiosity about where Ganyu wanted to move it, and as a result, his head has been in a state of high temperature shutdown since it was pillowed on Ganyu's soft thighs.

The tip of his nose is full of the rich smell of Ganyu's body, and the side face can also feel the temperature on Ganyu's legs, and his ears can even hear the subtle sound of blood flowing in Ganyu's body.

An Ping's heart was pounding, his body involuntarily became stiff, he didn't dare to open his eyes, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that Ganyu would find out that he would never be able to enjoy the softness that could indulge any hero in the world when he woke up.

But Anping didn't dare to fall asleep even more, for fear of missing every second.

It didn't take long for Ganyu to find it difficult to stay focused at work, and the hot breath between Anping's breaths that fell asleep on her lap really made her a little concerned.

I'm afraid it's going to be hard to handle tonight, so why don't you take a break a little earlier?

Although it was said to be a little early, it was actually less than four hours before dawn.

After putting down the pen, Ganyu glanced at An Ping, who was sleeping, and then lay down on the table with peace of mind, and soon fell asleep.

An Ping's breathing, which was urgently cooling his brain, instantly became even hotter.

Because now he only needs to roll his eyes up slightly, and he can see that the pair of black slimes are close in front of him!

It seems that An Ping is destined to have no sleep tonight.