I've Got this Cannon Fodder's Back

The snow is getting heavier.

It was the third time that Young Master Lu couldn't bear to pick up a handful of snow, held it firmly in his palm, and waited for the icy cold water to trickle down between his fingers, leaving a small group of transparent ice balls, then hurriedly Footsteps finally came through the snow.

Lu Deng raised his head wrapped in a blanket. The tall and thin boy stood still in front of him with his chest rising and falling.

Lu Deng's eyes couldn't help but light up.

When he realized that he had returned to his childhood, he hadn't really realized that Gu Song, whom he met according to the plot line, would also become smaller together.

The young man in front of him already showed a vaguely handsome and heroic spirit, and his figure had just started to grow taller, probably because he lacked enough nutrition, and he was far from being tall and strong as he was later.

He was wearing the servant's clothes, the snow-white shirt was meticulously buttoned to the neckline, and the black bow was tied, but the cuffs were hastily rolled up because he was eager to find.His cheeks were red from the cold, and white air was exhaled from his mouth and nose, coating Xuan Ting's brows with an extraordinarily simple and thick thin layer of frost.

Lu Deng pursed the corners of his lips, almost unable to hold back his smile.

. . to lose your temper.

Reminding himself of the arduous task once again, Lu Deng took a deep breath, hastily curled up the curve of his lips, raised his head and calmed down his face: "Who are you?"

The immature child's voice pierced through the dark sky and rang out crisply in the twilight snow.

Gu Song's heart beat lightly, and he quickly lowered his head, looking at the delicate face that he had just carefully memorized when he came.

His little master.

It's actually hard for a child of this age to hide his expression. He clearly saw that pair of bright black eyes bent, and then tried to straighten up as if remembering something, and frowned as if extremely impatient. The bottom of the eyes is still soft and clear, which cannot be hidden.

Probably aware of it, this light was quickly hidden, but it still effectively calmed the uneasiness in the heart of the young servant who had just been bought.

Gu Song's heart softened uncontrollably, and he bent and half-kneeled in front of him, trying to wipe away the icy color between his eyelashes.

"I am your servant, master."

The small body was wrapped in a blanket, so delicate that it would break if touched.Gu Song didn't dare to use force, and tried to raise his hand to hug him, and then his body stuck to him, but he keenly noticed that the young master in his arms trembled slightly.

Although the other party stayed outside all the time, he was always kept warm by the blanket. Compared with the two of them, his body was cooler.

The heart that had just let go a little suddenly lifted, Gu Song held his breath, hastily withdrew his arms, and said carefully: "Master, I'm sorry—"

The momentum of retreat was suddenly held back by a little force.Gu Song was slightly startled, looking at the little white hand that suddenly came out to grab his sleeve, hesitantly leaned back: "Master...?"

"Hold me up."

The young master seemed to become a little more unhappy, his face sank, his pale lips were slightly pursed, and became more serious.

...probably serious.

Trying his best to see similar emotions from that soft face, Gu Song pursed his frozen lips and lowered his head hesitantly.

Although I really want to hug the young master who is soft at first glance, but he is too cold.

Before coming here, Gu Song had been told about Lu Qingshi's physical condition. Gu Song was in a bit of a dilemma. He was wondering whether he should go out and run around for a few laps to warm his body before hugging him. Suddenly, a shadow hit him in the face.

That shadow quickly brought back his memory of being in the slave team.

In the long interstellar escape - the shadow of the whip that swept down from the head every time the movement slowed down, the sharp and heavy objects that were thrown at every turn, and the abandoned meteorites that were thrown as a venting target.If it wasn't for the galaxy he was born in due to the special gravity and stronger physical fitness than ordinary humans, he might have fallen into the desolate long star belt like his poor companions.

Gu Song instinctively curled up his body, raised his hands to protect the top of his head, his body was a little slow to react after being frozen for a long time, and was hit by the shadow.

The icy and cool snowflakes slapped his face, scattered and fell in pieces.

……

Gu Song, who was smashed in the face by the little snow ball held by the young master temporarily, hesitated for a while, slowly lowered his arms, and straightened his body again.

It didn't hurt at all.

It's almost like... an intimate play.

Gu Song raised his head, his heart beating briskly.

There is no snow where he came from. He heard from his exiled partner that on a planet with complete four seasons, children have snowball fights like this.

"No, young master..."

The young master's body is too weak to play such a game that is too intense even just thinking about it.

Gu Song apologetically rejected the other party's invitation, took out a handkerchief, and wiped off the snow on his palm: "When I get home, I will accompany you to make a snowman, two of them."

Lu Deng, who strictly complied with the system's "one riot, two roars, three smashing people" guideline: ...

The snow stuck to Gu Song's forehead and cheeks, and was quickly melted by the body temperature, turning into water and flowing down the cheeks.

Gu Song didn't pay much attention, and tried his best to rub his arms to warm up his body.Just as he was about to speak, his little hand, which was red from the snow, had already grabbed his collar, and his warm and soft body suddenly slammed into his arms unreasonably.

The icy stream of water that was about to get into the neckline was blocked by the young master's sleeve.

How can a child have too much strength, let alone squatting in the snow for so long.The soft force combined with the warm breath hit his chest together, making Gu Song's almost frozen body suddenly stiffened by the warmth, he hurriedly hugged him firmly: "Master?"

He wanted to say that he was cold, and wanted to see if the young master's cuffs were wet, but before he could say anything, his warm little face was expertly pressed against his neck.

The aroma of soft cake filled the nostrils, mixed with a little bit of milky aroma, the warm body arched into a comfortable position in the arms, and the unhappy nasal sound came softly and glutinously along the ears.

"I can't walk anymore."

Gu Song: ...

The young servant who was just bought back today was completely puddled by the young master in the first mission.

……

It was already completely dark.

The thin crescent moon hangs in the dark blue night, unsteadily spreading out the faintest moonlight, and gently wrapping around the twinkling stars.On the thickly accumulated snow, along the series of small footprints that have been covered with snow, there is another series of slightly larger footprints, step by step towards the direction of home.

Gu Song tried his best to speed up his pace, looked down at the young master who was sleeping in his arms, carefully pulled the blanket for him, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders and neck tightly.

He was just a new servant, no one thought that he could really find Lu Qingshi, and he didn't have a communication device to contact the master's house, so he could only walk in the snow in a dull manner, trying to get home as quickly as possible.

The young master lay on his chest with his eyes closed, his slender and thick eyelashes neatly lying on his eyelids, his face flushed with sleep, and through the delicate pajamas and thin shirt, he unreservedly divided the warmth of a person into two. personally.

No matter how cold the wind was, it was melted by Rong Rong's body temperature. The young master must hug him and not let go when he fell asleep. Gu Song had no choice but to rub the half-worn blanket, and now he was warm from his chest and shoulders to his lower abdomen.

The snow began to lighten, and the wind gradually stopped.

The lights in the house came on before my eyes.

When Lu Deng woke up, he was already lying back on the big soft and comfortable bed.

The light was a bit dazzling, Lu Deng just opened his eyes and was shaken to squint, someone immediately closed the curtains, the wall lamp was turned on, and the soft light fell quietly.

The clothes on his body have been changed, but they are still soft and fit.The bedroom was warm, and the animal-shaped humidifier was placed on the table, and moist white steam was gurgling from the nose.

Five or six pairs of arms scrambled to help him, and the undercurrent of knocking and bumping was surging.

Lu Deng had never seen such a posture before. He blinked his eyes, and instinctively stretched his arms to move backwards. One hand fell behind him against all odds, firmly holding him up and sitting up. .

Lu Deng blinked his eyes and raised his head. With the help of the system, he found the other party's information and said softly, "Brother..."

The Lu family is quite powerful, and because it is involved in military affairs, they have adopted many orphans in the army, and they are interspersed among the three biological sons according to their age.Lu Qingshi has twelve older brothers, and the youngest is ten years older than him, and any one of them can be alone.

Although there are many brothers, there has never been any internal fighting in the Lu family, and the family style has always been upright.Brothers and friends are second to none, the twelve older brothers put the younger brother in their palms and pampered them, and under the premise that Lu Feng was on the go all year round, they still raised a young master who was so pampered.

Hearing his call, the elder brother Lu Fanghai nodded slightly, put one hand on his younger brother's forehead, and said softly and concernedly, "You've woken up, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

His voice was low, and his breath was majestic and heavy, and now he was sitting on the side of the bed, but he spoke softly, as if he was afraid to startle the younger brother on the bed.

Almost lost his most precious younger brother, but was found by a slave bought by his father at random, which almost turned the entire Lu family upside down.

Except for the few who followed Lu Feng on a business trip, the brothers in the family gathered around the bed in fear, finally watching the younger brother wake up, all of them showed a relaxed expression of relief.

Not used to being stared at by so many concerned eyes, Lu Deng's heart beat slightly faster, he pursed his lips and nodded slightly, instinctively looking for someone behind the crowd.

"Father is still on a business trip at Kantor, and he won't be back until a while later."

Thinking that he was looking for his father, Lu Fanghai supported him on the edge of the bed, leaned over and coaxed him warmly: "I know that the house is boring, but now it is the snow season, and your body needs to rest... Father bought you a servant , to accompany you to relieve boredom, stay at home and take good care of your health, okay?"

Lu Deng still couldn't adapt to the mighty battle in front of him, so he nodded instinctively, his cheeks flushed slightly when he was reminded by the system's infinite bullet screen, and he finally muffled a sentence: "Not good."

just fine...

Being able to recuperate peacefully at home, having softly baked cakes and hot sweet milk, sleeping until waking up naturally, temporarily not having to do homework at this age, and being able to be accompanied by Gu Song.

Lu Deng couldn't think of anything else he wanted more.

He lowered his head and said nothing, and in the eyes of his seven or eight elder brothers who were like father and father, he suddenly became angry and unhappy.

Coaxing the younger brother is always the top priority, and all kinds of little things that he likes to coax the younger brother are immediately taken out of each pocket skillfully, and stuffed into Lu Deng's arms.

Soft cloth dolls, rainbow eggs that make a scary sound when you pinch them, chocolate frogs with popping candies when you bite them open, sparkle animal models that can flutter and blow little stars by themselves...

Lu Deng was overwhelmed by the toys in a daze, and the last bit of awkwardness was melted into the Nebula cotton candy that his elder brother tried hard to hand over with a gentle expression.

"I'll take you out to play at the beginning of spring, and you can choose the stars as you like."

Convinced that it was the elder brothers who couldn't take care of others and caused the younger brother to suffer great grievances, Lu Fanghai handed over the marshmallow full of guilt, and stroked the younger brother's small shoulders: "Don't be unhappy."

Lu Deng almost lit up with joy.

I don't know if it's because people have become smaller, and the space for happiness and satisfaction in my heart has also become smaller, stuffed bulging, and overflowing if I'm not careful.

He has never had an older brother, and he has never been coaxed by his elder brother before. The vague and gloomy memories of his childhood seemed to light up a firefly, filling a new picture, and the warmth that is enough to be sure is clustered one after another, and he can't wait. Bloom in the chest.

From the family, the definite, unwavering indulgence and love without bottom line.

His face was burning uncontrollably, Lu Deng sniffed, hugged the panda doll from the ancient earth tightly in his arms, buried his face in the cotton candy, and blinked away the color of water in his eyes.

……

It’s over.

My younger brother was about to cry.

Lu Fanghai's pressure doubled, he turned around to look for someone, and caught a glimpse of Gu Song who was hesitantly stopping behind the crowd with a tray, his eyes lit up, he straightened up and nodded: "Come here."

When the young slave brought his younger brother back, the younger brother was holding him with his hands and feet. He had enough strength for the first half of the day, and he was so tight that he couldn't pull him off.

Ignoring the little bit of disappointment in their hearts, firmly believing that the other party can still take on the important task of coaxing the younger brother well, the elder brother Lu's eyes were solemn, trying to pass on the silent expectation.

The young slave who didn't feel how difficult the young master was to deal with from the beginning to the end raised his head blankly: "...?"

Lu Fanghai: "..."

After feeding the fur beast in expectation, Lu Fanghai took a deep breath and said forcefully: "Coax the young master well, remember to let the young master drink the medicine."

When Lu Qingshi lost his temper, no one was allowed to be around. The more they surrounded him, the angrier his younger brother became. On several occasions, he had a heart problem and had to lie down in the recovery cabin for several months.Since then, they have paid extra attention to the emotional state of the younger brother.

It is reasonable and reasonable to be unhappy when the body that has been raised at home for several months is finally able to go out, but unexpectedly encounters a long snow season.

In short, it is by no means my brother's willfulness.

Lu Fanghai looked anxiously at the young brother who was still silent, and forced the brothers next to the bed out one by one with his stern eyes, and emphasized to him again: "You must make the young master happy."

This Gu Song understood and quickly nodded in cooperation.

Lu Fanghai's expression was slightly relaxed, he covered the quilt for his younger brother, finally got up and left, and gently closed the bedroom door.

The bedroom that was crowded and lively just now became deserted in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the young master quietly buried in the pile of toys, Gu Song stood there for a moment, put the tray on the table, walked over and tidied the bed lightly: "Master?"

Lu Deng had just stabilized his rapid heartbeat and raised his head from the nebula-shaped cotton candy. The moisture overflowing from the end of his eyes soaked a little bit of sugar, leaving a small piece of mixed fine powder on the end of his round and bright black eyes. Starlight blue.

Gu Song chuckled dumbly, raised his hand to support his shoulder: "Master, don't move."

The young servant who had been hugged by hands and feet for half a night became more courageous, and instinctively became closer to the fragrant and soft young master, supporting him with one hand, and gently wiped the sugar on his eyes with the other hand.

"Well--"

The sugar sticks firmly, and a slight pain came unexpectedly. Lu Deng instinctively shrank his body, was wrapped behind his arms, raised his eyes, and met the soft smile in Gu Song's pupils: "Master, close your eyes."

kiss now...

The heart was still hot from the warm current, Lu Deng pursed the corners of his lips lightly, closed his eyes in a daze, and a little coolness suddenly touched him gently.

The water-soaked handkerchief gently wiped the corners of the eyes, carefully wiping away the last bit of sugar.

Without too much presumptuousness, the warm breath was gone in an instant, and Gu Song's smiling voice rang softly in his ears: "Okay."

Xuan Gao's heart sank slightly, unexpectedly feeling a little bit disappointed.

Lu Deng took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and finally got out of the dazed state of being pampered, and regained the main task line.

Gu Song refolded the handkerchief, put it in his breast pocket, added a pillow behind his back, and brought over the medicine that was not hot: "Master, take the medicine."

Although it has reached the interstellar era, the existing medical methods are not suitable for Lu Qingshi's body. Instead, the ancient folk remedies dug out from the ancient earth heritage by the Lu family have some effect.Lu Qingshi has been soaked in these bitter concoctions since he could remember.

Lu Deng raised his hand to pick it up, but was suddenly reminded by the system's frenzied barrage, turned away with a sullen face, and pushed the bowl away: "I don't drink medicine."

Gu Song was not on guard against him, and he didn't use much strength in his hands. When he pushed his arm, the concoction spilled out along the edge of the bowl in a flash.

Although he explained that he knew it was not too hot, but seeing the medicine juice was about to spill on the young master, Gu Song's heart still hung up, he hurriedly raised his hand to protect him, and moved the bowl away with his right hand: "Be careful—— "

The soft body with the fragrance of milk was lightly picked up and hugged into his arms, and the medicine was sprinkled on Gu Song's arms.

It's not ironed, but the shirt is soaked with brown concoction, so it doesn't matter if you change it later.

Gu Song breathed a sigh of relief, put the medicine bowl aside, and was about to lower his head to coax the young master who didn't want to take the medicine, but found that Lu Qingshi's eyes were still fixed on his cuffs, his body was slightly tense, and the heartbeat in his arms faintly accelerated, and he couldn't even breathe. All put away.

Unexpectedly, what the young master was afraid of, Gu Song showed some doubts in his eyes, carefully put him back on the bed while holding him, and called him softly, "Master?"