Rescue the loyal dog system

Song Zhixin was born prematurely, with some congenital deficiencies.One year, Song Zhixin had an argument with Li Mingyu, the daughter of the Li family. Song Zhixin was so excited that he passed out. Song Confucian heard that his face was so dark that the children around him were afraid to come and play, for fear that Song Zhixin would appear again. What issues involve themselves.

It was Song Confucian scholars who were looking for natural resources and earthly treasures everywhere, and gradually improved Song Zhixin's body a lot, so that he would not fall into a coma at every turn, but it also made Song Zhixin's personality a little too quiet.

Gu Wuyi can be regarded as Song Zhixin's first friend, so Song Zhixin cherishes Gu Wuyi very much, and is even a little cautious, for fear that his body will drag something down and make her disgusted.

"The body can be exercised and recuperated." Gu Wuyi pushed the teacup in front of Song Zhixin's direction, and said dryly.

Seeing Song Zhixin's sudden downturn, Gu Wuyi was a little at a loss. He was raised as an agent since he was a child, and he licked and licked the wounds in the dark when people around him were in pain. He disdained the so-called comfort. A fight won't solve it.

So Gu Wuyi didn't know how to comfort her, not to mention that his exercise method was obviously not suitable for Song Zhixin, so what he said was a little bit lacking.

"Pfft." Seeing Gu Wuyi's embarrassed eyes, Song Zhixin suddenly remembered his behavior yesterday, and chuckled lightly.

"Sister Gu, I believe in you." Song Zhixin took the tea, inadvertently touched Gu Wuyi's finger that was nervously rubbing the cup wall with his fingertips, gently hooked it, and comforted him.

This action made Gu Wuyi stunned, and then suddenly realized that it seemed to be his own cup, and seeing Song Zhixin drink it without any grievances, he chuckled.

After these few days of observation, Gu Wuyi found that Song Zhixin still had some slight obsession with cleanliness, but she didn't mind her teacup, maybe she regarded her as a friend.

Thinking of this, Gu Wuyi felt a little joy in his heart, and he didn't put on a dull face anymore, raised his smile, and planned to find an opportunity to recognize this younger sister.

"Sister Gu, you're here for the first time, do you want to go outside with me?" Song Zhixin was happy and quiet, unless Song Confucian asked to go out, or Brother Mingwei invited him, he usually didn't go out easily.

But Song Zhixin thinks that Gu Wuyi must be curious when she arrives for the first time, and he should treat her well as a landlord.

"Okay...what's the matter?" Gu Wuyi just wanted to agree, when he suddenly saw Song Zhixin's expression was a little bit awkward.

"This immortal asked me to entertain you, but he also told me not to let outsiders know about it." Song Zhixin frowned and told the conditions given by the immortal that day, which might be wronged by Gu Wuyi.

"It's okay, I can pretend to meet you on the street, and then hit it off." Gu Wuyi was not surprised by this request, after all, since he planned to live in seclusion, he shouldn't let too many people know of his existence.

And I should be a black household.

Thinking of how he fled to Zizhijiang after failing to kill a rich man, he was suddenly taken here.

I was surprised to learn that this place is ancient Wuyi, but more joyful, I escaped to an unorganized place, and I didn't need to live a life of worrying and licking blood every day.

So when the woman in white proposed to fulfill Song Zhixin's wish as much as possible, Gu Wuyi agreed without hesitation.

At that time, what Gu Wuyi thought was that if the so-called Song Zhixin should be more peaceful and not push his feet, he would be satisfied as much as possible; if he was too harsh and aggressive, then he would kill him, at worst he would die.

I didn't expect to meet such a wonderful person.

Being able to stay with Song Zhixin, Liang Gu Wuyi felt a sacred sense of protection in the bedroom every day, and the special agent said he was not wronged when encountering such a thing, not at all.

Song Zhixin really didn't mind seeing Gu Wuyi, on the contrary, he was happy to see the result, and he didn't hold back. He asked Gu Wuyi to prepare, and asked Xing'er to tell Song Confucian students that he planned to go out.

"What? Miss is going out?" Song Rusheng looked up in surprise when he heard Xing'er's words, and he didn't care if the ink dripped on the desk.

"Yes, Miss seems to be very happy." Seeing Song Zhixin ordering herself with a smile, Xing'er reckoned that she should be happy.

"Okay, okay, just be happy." Song Rusheng put down the account book in his hand, ran directly to the bedroom, changed his clothes, and planned to go out with his precious daughter.

Song Confucian dressed himself up well, and went to the yard excitedly, but he didn't see Song Zhixin, and even Xing'er was gone.

"Master, Miss said that if you want to go out, you can find a concubine as soon as possible and let her accompany you." Seeing Song Rusheng's bewildered look, the young servant stepped forward to speak Song Zhixin's words, then lowered his head and held back laugh.

Confucian Song was a little dumbfounded, why his daughter always wanted him to continue, shouldn't it be reasonable to rely on him?Song Confucian looked down at his decent clothes, opened the fan, and felt that he could not live up to his hard work, and planned to meet his precious daughter by chance.

If you don't protect yourself, you're afraid that some hooligans will covet you.

Here, Gu Wuyi originally planned that when Song Zhixin stopped at a certain stall, he would go up and pick out the same product with her, and then start chatting with her, and hit it off.

I didn't expect that before it was implemented, it would have been taken first!

"Miss Song likes this?" Li Wen saw Song Zhixin at a glance, hesitated for a moment, and mustered up the courage to step forward.

"Little girl just looking at it casually." Song Zhixin was always paying attention to the surrounding situation, thinking about how Gu Wuyi would appear on the stage. Hearing Li Wen's words, he was a little surprised, and then quickly reacted and walked to the side Let's go, said lightly.

Li Wen is Li Mingyu's elder brother, he had a dispute with him back then, but was frightened by his father, so he formed a dispute with him, unexpectedly Li Wen would talk to him.

"Miss Song, I know a little bit about this sandalwood." Li Wen didn't care when he saw Song Zhixin's indifference, and only thought that she was embarrassed to talk to the man, and saw that she was holding sandalwood jewelry in her hand. As soon as the box and the fan were opened, he planned to talk eloquently.

Jiang country has a strong economy and has more business contacts with other states, so the people's customs are relatively open, and the defense between men and women will not be very strict. Li Wen's speech to Song Zhixin did not attract the attention of passers-by.

However, when Gu Wuyi saw this scene, his expression became even colder. How could this man be so ignorant? Song Zhixin had already expressed his intention of not wanting to continue, so why did he keep pestering him? !

Seeing that he took a fan and pretended to be suave, Gu Wuyi was a little annoyed in his heart, glanced at him, and threw the fan from his waist.

On the other side of the road, Song Rusheng's expression and movements were exactly the same as Gu Wuyi's, gritted his teeth and wished he could poke the fan directly in Li Wen's face.

Wild man from where, don't you know I'm going to talk to my sister/daughter? !

Seeing Li Wen chattering so much, Song Zhixin felt a little annoyed, but the good upbringing still kept Song Zhixin smiling, only a little less real.

"Why are you so ignorant? Didn't you see this sister and didn't want to talk to you?" Gu Wuyi walked between the two with a cold face, separating Li Wen's sight.

Song Zhixin was relatively petite, and was almost completely blocked behind Gu Wuyi, and Gu Wuyi was not inferior to Li Wen's height.

"You, you..." Li Wen was so reprimanded on the spot, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he held his breath in his chest, but he couldn't get angry with the girl, even though she looked like a hag.

Seeing that Song Zhixin really hid behind Gu Wuyi and did not come out, Li Wen felt humiliated, closed his fan, and left awkwardly.

"Thank you for this sister." Song Zhixin looked at Gu Wuyi's heroic behavior just now, his eyes sparkled with admiration.

"It's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about." Being looked at by Song Zhixin like this, Gu Wuyi's mood was very strange, the dissatisfaction just now was swept away, and he felt a little smug.

"I wonder if my sister likes this bracelet?" Song Zhixin picked up a bunch of nanmu bracelets and handed them to Gu Wuyi.

Gu Wuyi took it, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, there was a fresh scent of medicine, not a strong smell of medicine, it felt very good to the touch, it was a good old material.

"Good stuff." Gu Wuyi didn't expect that there were such pure nanmu bracelets in this small stall, nodded and praised.

"If you like it, then give it to sister." Song Zhixin called Xing'er to pay the money, and then put it on for Gu Wuyi herself.

This fragrant nanmu is slightly purple, with exquisite and natural texture, when worn on Gu Wuyi's hand, the lining is even more white as jade, Song Zhixin was also happy to see it, and praised it out loud.

Gu Wuyi originally wanted to send something back, but after touching it, he found that he had no money at all, and the ring given by the woman in white was only some clothes and lightness kung fu cheats.

Being praised by Song Zhixin again, Gu Wuyi's ears turned red, and he looked at Song Zhixin with a little helplessness in his eyes.

Seeing that Gu Wuyi was a little embarrassed, Song Zhixin didn't say anything, smiled softly, and took Gu Wuyi to go to other places. When he turned and left, he didn't notice Song Rusheng's resentful eyes.

How angry, there are always so many people hindering me from talking to my precious daughter, but what can I do, is that a girl?

Song Confucianism suddenly felt depressed, and stood there feeling a little distressed for himself.