GBP Chapter 280 Do you think I'm stupid?
Chapter 280 Do you think I'm stupid?
Mu Feng: Drawing lots is great. It's all about fairness and impartiality. Drawing lots is such a wonderful thing.
First, never act impulsively; second, never overlook a wrongdoing; and third, always judge fairly and impartially.
Mu Feng will be the referee for this draw!
Unfortunately, not long after the proposal was released, the water someone was holding inevitably spilled.
Clearly, this lottery system, while it may not satisfy everyone, can certainly make everyone unhappy.
So, this person, who had finally managed to assert their status within the family despite the pressure, once again gloriously crashed.
The young dancer stood with her hands on her hips, her clear, light blue eyes gleaming with a melancholy light, like a bloated pufferfish with puffed-out cheeks.
Brother Mufeng, that answer is not acceptable.
Dina Zede picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. Her smile was no longer the same, but her eyes became slightly gloomy.
Looks like I need to go to the basement and reflect on my actions.
Even Nasita, who is usually very considerate, gently kicked Mu Feng's leg under the table in dissatisfaction.
Ah Mu is really up to no good. Actually, even if she wasn't chosen, Naxida wouldn't be very, very angry.
Well, at most they'll just be locked up in the Jingshan Palace.
Mu Feng shakily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Without turning around, he knew that the sweet girl Farusan and little Dolly behind him were probably casting the same glances at him.
The ambition that someone had just begun to feel as the head of the family was instantly doused with a bucket of cold water.
And this is just a small part of Sumeru.
If, in a short period of time, the little Melousin children in Fontainebleau and the parents of the Hearth House are also dragged into the fray...
Mu Feng shivered, guiltily averting his gaze and forcibly banishing the unpleasant image from his mind.
I hope that Sumeru will remain intact until the day he leaves.
If you ask him now, it's still the silly Fufu who only has cake in her mind that's reassuring. There's no chaotic situation that a small cake can't soothe; if there is, then two cakes will do.
After all, if the servant lady's intimidation in the battlefield is comparable to that of Gustoth, then that silly Fou is at best a water slime at the entrance of Mondstadt.
Meanwhile, on the other side, in Fontaine, at the port of Helu.
"Achoo! Ugh... This weather is awful."
As she prepared to board the ship, Funina sneezed several times in a row, straightened her slightly askew hat, and muttered to herself.
It's been raining for days on end. What's wrong with the weather in Fontainebleau? It almost made her catch a cold.
Yes, that's right, it's all the weather's fault. She won't admit that it was because she was so excited last night that she couldn't sleep well.
"Lady Funina, are you alright? I brought some medicine with me. If you feel unwell, feel free to call me anytime."
Seemingly noticing the commotion on Funina's side, the little nurse Sigwen cast a look of concern and worry at her, and gently patted the medicine box at her waist.
But speaking of which, can the Water God also get sick?
Meeting Little Meilushin's slightly questioning gaze, Funina's expression stiffened slightly, and her eyes became somewhat unfocused.
"Haha... Of course I'm fine. As the water god of Fontaine, how could I be affected by these things?"
Hisewen looked away with some skepticism, her little pink and blue ears twitching as she tilted her head slightly.
I'd heard that Lady Funina had a rather eccentric personality, so it's no wonder Mr. Villette asked me to take good care of her.
However, what puzzled the nurse a little was... did the gods really need her care?
Siegwen gently shook her head, her gaze falling on the milkshake in the bamboo basket in her hand, her ruby-like eyes sparkling.
She took a rare vacation to come out. I wonder if Brother Mufeng took care of his health in Sumeru?
Adventurers live a life of hardship and exposure to the elements; if they become malnourished, it would be disastrous. She had to go and check on them properly.
These nutritious milkshakes were also carefully prepared by her.
If Mu Feng were here, he would definitely say something like, "There's a kind of malnutrition called 'the little nurse thinks you're malnourished.'"
On the other side, Frynn, who was secretly observing Siegwen's reaction, breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned her gaze to the sea.
The vast sea stretches as far as the eye can see, with the occasional seagull skimming low over the waves, stirring up a salty sea breeze that washes over you, making you feel refreshed and relaxed.
In this relaxed atmosphere, Funina's previously extremely tense nerves also relaxed a little.
She rested her arm on the railing, staring blankly at the blurry outline where the water met the sky in the distance, slightly lost in thought.
What would the land of Sumeru Grass be like?
From the day she was born, she has been burdened with the responsibility of playing the role of the water goddess, and to this day, she has never truly left Fontainebleau.
Although she was ostensibly visiting a neighboring country, Funina knew very well that she was actually just there to see people.
I met a jerk who hadn't sent her a letter in seven days.
The girl felt a little guilty about that, after all, she felt somewhat sorry for Vilette.
Well, she'll bring him some local specialties from Sumeru as compensation; she thinks that ancient-style secret recipe coconut charcoal cake is pretty good.
Thinking of this, Funina gently exhaled a breath of stale air, and looking at Siegwen, whose little face was filled with a happy smile, a hint of envy suddenly flashed in the girl's eyes.
However, she is already quite satisfied with the current situation.
In the past, Funina could only suppress all her emotions, hiding alone in the vast palace to cry, and then putting on a mask to continue the endless performance.
But things are different now. At least, she has someone she can confide in and someone she can completely rely on.
After five hundred years of solo dancing, she finally had an audience and the long-awaited end of her curtain call.
Funina gently touched her chest, her unusually gentle blue eyes softening as she quietly listened to her own heartbeat.
Such emotions are incomparable to those found in drama.
Even if it's not the right time now, she will respond when everything is over, no matter the outcome.
Simply... in the identity that belongs exclusively to Funina.
The price to win the heart of the Fontainebleau superstar is simply to bake her little cakes for the rest of her life. How about that? Pretty good deal, right?
However, if that were really the case...
The girl secretly glanced at Xiao Meiluxin, who was making a milkshake beside her, and a hint of guilt appeared in her eyes.
That Villette probably won't come looking for trouble with her, right?
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