Stelle looked at Lumine in confusion, not quite understanding why Lumine's first action upon entering was to turn on the light.
"Stelle, you're indeed waiting for me obediently." Lumine changed into a light and thin outfit. Stelle didn't know when she bought this outfit, but…
It didn't look proper at all. Could such transparency really exist?
Even pajamas couldn't be made this thin.
"Lumine, shouldn't the light be turned off?" Stelle couldn't help but swallow, but she wasn't in a hurry and still maintained her rationality.
"Why? I want to look at Stelle properly," Lumine tilted her head, then said to Stelle in a spoiled tone.
"Then, alright." Stelle nodded blankly. The light was a minor issue; now her gaze was gradually unable to move away from Lumine.
What Lumine was wearing… should be a nightgown, right?
The dress was pitifully short, seemingly only a little longer than her upper thighs, and the neckline was extremely low—definitely not something to be worn outside.
If Lumine moved even slightly, Stelle felt she would surely see most of her charms.
Especially since Lumine was empty inside; it seemed she wasn't wearing anything else besides this nightgown.
"Stelle… how do I look? Am I pretty?" Noticing Stelle's gaze, Lumine blushed slightly, but this hint of shyness didn't affect her at all. In fact, she even walked directly in front of Stelle and turned around.
As she moved, the hem of her skirt fluttered slightly. This time, it wasn't just most of her charms; for Stelle, it was almost completely revealed.
Stelle finally couldn't bear it any longer. She directly reached out and pulled Lumine into her arms, then turned around and pressed her beneath her.
Lumine's clothes were a bit loose, and with Stelle's movement, the shoulder strap slipped off directly.
"Lumine, are you testing my self-control?" Stelle licked her lips—the other person's lips.
Then she asked Lumine.
This half-revealed, half-hidden feeling truly made one's heart itch. She wondered where Lumine learned such tricks; Acting Grand Master Jean had never played like this.
"What self-control does Stelle have to test?" Lumine smiled slightly, then wrapped her arms around Stelle's neck.
Back in the snowy mountains, although she was the one who initiated it, Stelle's performance… didn't seem like she had struggled at all.
Although it was also influenced by Stelle's physique, Lumine felt it was more likely Stelle's own inner thoughts.
She simply couldn't resist such temptation.
Of course, Lumine didn't care about this; in fact, she preferred to see Stelle like this.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have specifically worn this outfit.
She had specially worn a Fatui mask, avoided Paimon, and gone through layers of disguise to have it custom-made at certain special shops in Mondstadt.
As a result, many unfriendly news and rumors about the Fatui later spread, causing the Fatui, an organization whose reputation was already not very good in Mondstadt, to have an even worse public image.
"Stelle, it's been a long time since last time. Tonight, we must…" Lumine leaned into Stelle's ear and whispered something.
Most of these words Stelle didn't hear, because she was more focused on the physical sensations.
Of course, even without Lumine saying it, she would have done so.
The two gradually lost in their passion didn't notice that their door wasn't fully closed.
But even if they had noticed, they probably wouldn't have cared.
It was so late; how could anyone else come looking for them?
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"Miss, did you not sleep well?" Oz looked at Fischl, who seemed out of sorts, with some concern.
Fischl had been constantly yawning since just now.
Oz had returned to Fischl's Vision last night and hadn't paid attention to outside news, so he didn't know what time Fischl had actually gone to sleep.
"No, I'm fine…" Fischl replied faintly, with dark circles under her eyes.
She indeed hadn't slept well.
But the specific reason was not convenient to tell Oz.
Because it was simply… horrifying and unbelievable.
Fischl had received some basic education on that topic.
However, it was very, very basic; Fischl only knew the theory and the general cause and effect.
She didn't know that two girls could also do it.
Especially since these two people… one was an Honorary Knight of the Knights of Favonius, and the other was a hero who helped Mondstadt resolve the Dragon Disaster.
Although they seemed to have known each other and come to Mondstadt together from the very beginning.
But who would have thought they had such a relationship…
Last night, Fischl learned a lot.
She even gradually forgot the time, and her own body started to feel a bit strange.
If it weren't for a cold breeze that made her distinctly feel a chill in a certain part of her body, she probably wouldn't have been able to regain consciousness.
She hurriedly ran back to her room, blushing, and changed her inner clothes.
Later, she didn't have the courage to go out, but she also couldn't fall asleep.
Although she constantly forced herself to close her eyes and try to sleep.
But in the end, the images in her mind seemed to be etched in, impossible to shake off.
However, later on, the images in her mind gradually started to become a bit strange.
For example, the person under Stelle actually turned into herself.
She began to fantasize about the feeling of being caressed by Stelle.
Of course, she herself might not have realized this.
Anyway, Fischl didn't fall asleep until dawn, utterly exhausted.
Now, being woken up by Oz, it seemed only two or three hours had passed.
For Fischl, who basically didn't stay up late, this was truly too taxing.
"Miss, why don't you rest a bit more? I'll go tell those two ladies." Oz thought for a moment, then offered a suggestion.
"No, there's no need." Fischl shook her head.
She was called by Katheryne to solve a problem; how could she lie there sleeping soundly and let Stelle and the others do the work?
"It's fine. As the Prinzessin der Verurteilung of Immernachtreich, it's nothing to have not slept for just one night." Fischl shook her head vigorously, patted her little face, and then said.
"One, one night without sleep?!" Oz's not-so-big eyes were now wide open to their limit.
If he remembered correctly, yesterday Fischl only said she was going out for a walk and would be back soon.
What on earth happened for her to stay up all night?
"Miss, no, you must rest!" Oz immediately flew in front of Fischl and told her righteously.
If it was just being tired from staying up late, it would be fine, but Oz would absolutely not let her force herself if she hadn't slept all night.
He just didn't know what happened last night. If only he hadn't chosen to return to the Vision then.
"You go back and sleep a bit more. I'll go tell those two ladies right away." Oz didn't give Fischl a chance to speak and immediately flapped his wings and left.
"Oz, Oz!"
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