Monopolize the favor of paranoid gods

The story of a milk doll coming to the Raster Palace spread quickly, and dozens of people always came to take a look curiously. After all, milk dolls are really rare now. Since entering the Raster Palace Gong began to think that the male compatriots who had been single all their lives were full of paternal love for this milk doll that suddenly appeared.

When Song Zhixun carried the milk baby to the temple, the knight knelt on the ground with a long sword in his hand, and was unable to speak for a long time. Although he knew that this was the highness, he really didn't know when he saw this ignorant milk baby. Overwhelmed.

"Come for a hug?" Song Zhixun put the milk doll on the knight's armor, and the knight seemed to be frozen in place, daring not to move.

The knight who had never seen a child at all turned into a sculpture in an instant, and let go of the sword, fearing that the little highness in his palm would fall like this. The knight was at a loss and stiffened on the spot, and the little milk doll sat on his palm and lay on his lap. On the tiger's mouth, he looked at Song Zhixun helplessly, as if he didn't understand why Song Zhixun wanted to put him on a sculpture.

"Mom, hug..." The little milk baby opened his hands to Song Zhixun, and Song Zhixun couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Knight, you are so stiff, this child has no idea that he is actually being hugged by you. Thinking about it carefully, when I was hugged by you for the first time before, I also felt as if I was wrapped in stone."

Song Zhixun tilted his head and remembered the first time he met the knight.

The knight's body was extremely stiff, and he said dryly: "It is really helpless to disturb Your Highness the Queen of God when we meet for the first time. I don't ask Your Highness the Queen's forgiveness."

"I didn't say anything, you don't have to worry too much." Song Zhixun hugged the child back, and little Ruster felt that he had returned to the place where he should be. He lay on Song Zhixun's neck and bit his neck. go up.

Rather than biting, it was more like sucking. Song Zhixun felt that his shoulders were wet from the little guy's saliva, and he tilted his shoulders uncomfortably.

"Are you hungry?" Liafeier saw the little guy grinding his teeth on Song Zhixun's neck, "Or is it itchy when teething?"

"I don't know." Song Zhixun pushed little Rast away, and the little guy opened his mouth in dissatisfaction, "It looks like it might be because of his teeth, I just fed him before."

Song Zhixun hugged the child and thought for a while: "Liafell, do you have milk?"

Liafeier was stunned for a moment, and then looked at her chest: "It seems that only breastfeeding women have milk, and I probably don't have it."

"Really? That's a pity. This child has never had milk since childhood."

"Try milk? I remember that children can drink milk." Liafell suggested, after all, there is no such high-end milk powder in the Raster Palace, "If you go out, maybe you can have a lot of food Yes, after all, there is also a special supply of baby products."

go out……

Little Ruster grabbed Song Zhixun's collar and looked at the people around him with big ignorant eyes, as if he didn't understand why he was here. Regarding this point, Song Zhixun also thought about whether it was possible to take this little guy outside go.

"Maybe we can try it." Song Zhixun picked up the little guy, "Shall we go see a nanny?"

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"For cows...cows..." Rui hugged Song Zhixun, Song Zhixun hugged Rast, and finally arrived at an unfamiliar place. The black and white cows on the grassland saw the three walking into them, and suddenly became hard.

"Is this a cow?" Song Zhixun couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Sure enough, there is really everything in Raster Palace, but I don't know it. The ingredients in Tongliao's dishes are also very rich every time. I'm afraid Raster Rui Gong was richer than he thought.

"Don't move around." Song Zhixun gave the order and the cow didn't dare to move anymore. After all, the deterrent force of the God of Life next to it was too frightening for it. Te hugged under the cow, "Drink."

Rui looked at the weird scene in front of him, turned his head silently, swallowed the laughter he couldn't hold back, and blushed because he was too uncomfortable.

Little Ruster refused to open his mouth even if he was beaten to death. Song Zhixun tossed about for an hour, and the cow started to tremble because of fear, and the frightened milk all retreated. Song Zhixun had no choice but to give up this idea.

"It's a pity, it would be nice if you were a woman." Song Zhixun hugged little Rast and looked at Rui helplessly.

"Why?" Rui asked.

"Aren't you the god of life? Isn't it okay to become breastfeeding? I hope little Rust can have a complete childhood, so I need to let him drink milk.

"A one-year-old child can walk all the way, there is no need to hold a feeding bottle every day."

"Bottle?" Song Zhixun was taken aback, "What kind of bottle is it?"

"It's a substitute made by the imitation R" head. Usually there is milk in it for children to drink by themselves." Rui knew that Song Zhixun was not ignorant, but really had no contact with it. After all, in this era, you can see it on the road. It's not easy for a few people.

"Really?" Song Zhixun touched the little guy's head and put it in Rui's arms, "Don't move, I'll take a photo."

"What's wrong?" Rui tilted his head and watched Song Zhixun take out the communicator, and took a few photos of the little guy, and then there was a full-body portrait of him and the little guy.

"I plan to post it on the Internet and let them collect donations, so that I can get enough baby products unconditionally."

Rui lowered his head and looked at the god of creation who was once regarded as his father. He was erased and everything became blank, but even if he was placed in his arms, Rust had no curiosity about himself , his silver-white pupils were always following Song Zhixun, as if Song Zhixun was his whole world.

"Rui..." Song Zhixun looked down at the photos he had taken in the communicator, and heaved a sigh of relief while picking out the best photos. His smile spread like a crystal lotus flower that suddenly fell on stagnant water. It was like ripples, quiet and beautiful, "You... are fat."

The once skinny guy looks much better now, and he can see his gradually growing body.

Song Zhixun stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pinched Rui's cheek: "Is there enough to eat? Do you want Tongliao to give you more food?"

"Enough, the human appetite itself is not very big." Rui's tone was also softened by the influence of Song Zhixun, and he reached out and touched Song Zhixun's forehead, "Now I have eaten a lot."

"Really..." Song Zhixun smiled, "That's good."

Although Rui won't die if he doesn't eat, his body as a living body will become thinner and thinner. His appetite won't get any better, but he is gradually gaining weight now.

Song Zhixun put his fingers on the collar of Rui's shirt, knowing what Song Zhixun was going to do. Rui changed Ruster from hugging with both hands to hugging with one hand. The little nurse blinked, and the reflection of Song Zhixun in his pupils was unexpected. The soft and amiable.

White fingers shuttled across his neckline, and he opened his collar, revealing a slightly thin chest. Although it was also thin, it already had good-looking muscles at this time, and the thin ones didn't seem to be very useful. The ribs protruding under the skin like a mountain at the beginning have disappeared, and the terrifying skeleton-like body has also disappeared, replaced by a healthy and vigorous fresh body.

Song Zhixun pinched Rui's arm, the hand was no longer withered flesh, but elastic muscle, Song Zhixun opened Rui's palm, the fingers that had great strength but were too skinny before, can now pinch From the flesh, not just a layer of skin anymore.

Song Zhixun breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems to be recovering very well. I did the right thing by inviting a chef to come here." Tongliao was prepared for Rui at the beginning, but now I didn't expect to develop other uses.

"I don't want to disappoint you." Rui's voice was slow, like flowing clouds passing the sky, although it was nothingness, it really existed.

"In this world, there must be someone who cherishes you very much. You can say that your body belongs to you, but you have failed the good intentions of others. Life is worth cherishing." Song Zhixun pulled Rui's clothes off by himself Rearranged, "I'm glad that you can meet my expectations of you."

"I will... always respond to you."

Song Zhixun's smile was more gentle than before.

He used to be too strong, just to control the guy who gave up on himself. Now that he can treat himself well, it's almost time for him to think for himself.

"Did I win the bet?"

Rui but smiled silently, maybe it was, or maybe it wasn’t, this was a gamble where it was impossible to tell who won or lost, and when I signed such a useless contract with him, in fact... I wanted to have a unique people.

But gradually he realized that this unique person is also unique to other people, but he has no reason to make this uniqueness his own.

Powerlessness...humbleness...bewilderment...

Rui looked down at the little Rast, even if the God of Creation had surrendered to the Queen's feet, how could he resist.

in case……

If Song Zhixun really found someone he liked among them, and he wanted a piece of the pie, he could... go back to the time when they were still one.

"But...you still need milk..." Song Zhixun's topic returned to little Rast again, and he reached out and patted the top of little Rast's head, "Don't worry, Dad will let you have milk. "

Rui finally couldn't help laughing loudly, but the gloomy black man bent over laughing at this moment, his fair skin and black attire set off each other, making the smile on that face dazzling like a sun board, he was always gloomy and innocent The angry eyes were finally reflected in the light, the long hair trembled with the smile, and everything lifeless began to change.

"How about it, is it so funny to laugh at your father?" Song Zhixun raised his eyebrows.

"You want to be Ruster's father, and Ruster is my father, so don't you want me to call you grandpa?"

"Call? Good grandson?" Song Zhixun's serious face made Rui Ren laugh, and his fingers provoked tears from the smile, and his tone was quite helpless.

"You are my ancestor!" Rui glanced at Ruster with ill intentions, "Take more photos, children grow up very quickly, those who hold a milk bottle, those who walk and wrestle, those who are naked, As much as you can take, these are rare souvenirs.”

"Does it mean to take more pictures of Little Rust's black history to laugh at him in the future?" Song Zhixun said that he could understand Rui's thoughts very well. When he and Yuan Hei were young, they also racked their brains to catch each other. black history.

"En." Rui tried to reach out to touch the cheek of the little milk baby, but was dodged instinctively by the little Rast, leaning between Song Zhixun's neck, looking at him slantingly, as if there was a little disdain , "Smelly brat, even if he becomes a child, he is so unpleasant."

"That's your father too." Song Zhixun turned around and left with the little guy in his arms. Rui didn't follow. He stood behind Song Zhixun and watched Rui's back gradually get smaller.

"Can I have you?" Rui asked softly, but he was actually talking to himself, "Can I... have you?"

Of course not...

Song Zhixun turned his head and didn't speak, but his eyes clearly showed rejection.

"No one in this world can own me, I only belong to myself."

The strength and ego of the queen of gods are the foundation of Song Zhixun's unique charm. It is because of such a firm mind that he can not be induced by emotions, and successfully lead the gods who have self-destructed to break out of the cage.

Although Rui thought so, he felt a bit of a headache: "But this kind of personality... is really damn hard to chase!"

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Song Zhixun came to the realm of the palace. Since the power of the God of Life began to erode this area, the gloomy place of death has been glowing with vitality. The trees that were unable to enter and exit smoothly finally eased up, and Issel's team also had room to explore inside.

"Miya, can you become a girl again?"

Hearing Song Zhixun's words, the long-haired young man bowed his head, sighed, and turned into a red girl as he wished. However, Song Zhixun stared at the other's flat chest for a long time, and finally just sighed helplessly.

palace:"???"

"Rast has become like this, and now we are actually... at a disadvantage in terms of attack power." Song Zhixun hugged little Rast and sat on the rock, "Gong, do you understand what I mean?" ?”

Because of Rust's ability to create, he can have items such as chariots and communicators, but once he loses his ability to create, the possibility of these things being realized by them alone is too small.

There is not a single technician among them, and the people in Iser's team can only do a little maintenance.

The number of holy angel mechas in the temple is definitely not comparable to the number of attacking mechas in the city of steel. If they are suppressed according to the number, it is difficult to guarantee that the Rasteri Palace will be at a disadvantage in the war.

"Perhaps that's what Sha Ya thought when she went out." Song Zhixun followed little Rast's hair. Rast is too young now, and he doesn't understand what's going on with many things, let alone create them.

"So what?" The God of Destruction never puts any war in his eyes, "Wars can't be fought without my consent!"

"Yes." Song Zhixun raised the corners of his mouth, "You're right."

The destructive power of the God of Destruction can even destroy all weapons. Sha Ya probably knows this too. What will the smart Queen do?

"Gong, I'll give you an order." Of course Song Zhixun knew what Sha Ya was thinking. She wanted to be a god, and she wanted to be a god by herself, so if there is a real god in this world, it would be very troublesome for her. If you want to attack the forces of the Rasteri Palace, whether it is in the city of steel or in the Rasteri Palace, all lethal weapons should be eliminated directly. If you want to fight, you can! Use the most primitive body to do primitive warfare, Let's fight!"

Gong looked at Song Zhixun, he knew very well what Song Zhixun was planning in his heart, he could see the ideas that were constantly being bred in this person's body, and in that chaotic thinking, he vaguely saw what they were trying to achieve. s future.

"Queen of God." Gong knelt at Song Zhixun's feet, just like the first time he saw him, all his emotions and thoughts were entwined with this person, "If I disobey your order, please use the strongest fear, to punish me."

"Why are you talking about you?" Song Zhixun asked, tilting his head, "Don't they all say that the queen of the gods is lower than the gods? If you say respect, I should be the one who treats you."

Gong shook his head: "I don't know, probably because my instinct told me that I should do this."

Song Zhixun smiled, and ran his fingers down Gong's long hair, held that strand of long hair in his palm, and placed a kiss on it: "I will always remember to punish you, Your Highness, God of Destruction, if you dare to betray I, I will give you the most terrifying punishment in the world."

Rasteri Palace, this is a divine domain that is on the verge of collapse.

Everything has a heart of faith. Once you lose your faith, everything will become uncontrollable.

When the gods lose their faith, that is, they lose their direction, the Palace of Rasteri may not be waiting for destruction.

Song Zhixun looked at the palace in front of him, but in his proud eyes, he was completely obedient. He obviously didn't pull out any of his minions, but he changed from a lion to a cat and crawled willingly at his feet. .

Maybe what they are waiting for is a belief, a leader, a... direction.

Song Zhixun looked down at little Rast who was sitting on his lap and was playing with his buttons. As a father, he was about to be the first direction of a child.

Little Ruster seemed to have noticed something, raised his head to look at Song Zhixun, opened his rosy lips, hugged Song Zhixun's neck with a smile: "Mom!"

"Good boy..." Song Zhixun gently stroked the little guy's head and pulled down the hand that was holding him, and reminded him very seriously with a smile, "Call me Dad!"

The little boy blinked his eyes, his beautiful big eyes were full of Song Zhixun, Song Zhixun covered those eyes a little depressed, Song Zhixun felt a little stressed because of the other party's wholehearted trust.

Although he said he wanted to play the role of the little guy's father well, Song Zhixun really didn't know what he should teach him.

To be fair, he spent the first half of his life like garbage.

"Mother."

"Call Dad."

"Mother……"

"I'll kiss you if I call you daddy."

"Ah..." Suddenly the little guy got stuck, and looked helplessly at Song Zhixun tilting his head. Song Zhixun really didn't know whether he understood or didn't understand this expression.

"A one-year-old child should be able to understand some simple conversations, not to mention that his body is Rust."

"Then he must have understood what he said just now?" Song Zhixun rubbed his head in embarrassment.

Gong looked at the distressed Song Zhixun, with longing eyes, tentatively stretched out his paw and put it on Song Zhixun's lap: "Dad..."

Song Zhixun: "???"

Gong: Blink your eyes.

Song Zhixun looked away.

Little Ruster slapped Gong on the back of the hand with all his strength, and kicked him along the way.

Song Zhixun and Gong:? ? ?

"Hold me." Song Zhixun put little Rust on Gong's lap, "Make a domineering pose, I want to take a picture."

Although it is said that he is asked to take a domineering posture, his own appearance can be regarded as a domineering appearance. No matter what he does, he is born with an aura of arrogance. You only need to... When I look at myself, the expression becomes like a puppy, and it becomes natural after a little restraint.

Unlike Rui holding the child with both hands, Miya itself looks like a knight who doesn't know how to hold a child at all, holding, holding, placing, and carrying with one hand, if it wasn't because little Rust didn't like to cry, I'm afraid At this moment, the sky has turned upside down because of discomfort.

but……

Looking at the photos taken in the communicator, Song Zhixun fell into deep thought.

Indeed, I have never noticed that Gong, who has grown into an adult, is simply a typical example of a domineering male protagonist. To describe it, he probably looks like a demon king that is often seen in games. Looking at his posture, his figure is very sharp, standing there like a sculpture.

The people in Iser's team are in very good physical condition, but Gong's body line can be said to be extremely perfect, no matter how you look at it from any angle, it is extremely ornamental, but it is always like that Because of his inconspicuous appearance, he ignored the aggressiveness of his appearance.

No... let's say aggressive...

Song Zhixun recalled the feeling of being crushed by the other party at that time. He was indeed unable to resist. The god of destruction was extremely sharp, but the light was hidden under his obedience.

"Gong." Song Zhixun looked at the scene in front of him. Because Gong didn't like to have physical contact with Ruster, he was holding the baby with one hand, and Ruster unhappily wrapped his limbs around Gong's arm to avoid being lifted up. Feeling uncomfortable, "Actually, your appearance is quite different from Rust's, cute and pretty."

One is milky and the other is domineering. These two people are surprisingly harmonious together.

"Really?" Gong looked at the little guy hanging on his arm like a koala, "Last doesn't have a clingy personality, it's just because he's still young."

"No, he's holding you like this now because you're holding his clothes up and making him uncomfortable." Song Zhixun sighed and put the straight guy in his arms, and gently followed the other's shorts. Short hair, "If you become a father, his mother will definitely be very worried."

"Would you like to be my child's mother?" Gong Shun climbed up the pole, Song Zhixun blinked and looked at Gong's stomach, the tight muscles of the other's lower abdomen seemed to be exposed on purpose, Song Zhixun could hardly imagine such a hard muscle How does a place give birth to children.

"Your belly doesn't look like it could conceive a child." Song Zhixun even reached out and poked Gong's abdominal muscles. It felt like poking directly on a stone, almost without the touch of human skin.

"..." Gong looked down at the hand that was poking his stomach, and suddenly grabbed Song Zhixun's wrist, and pulled Song Zhixun directly into his arms. Song Zhixun bumped into the opponent's muscle, feeling that his nose was about to flatten, but Gong's hand covered the back of his head, and all the inexplicable resistance disappeared, and he calmed down.

"Did you use the power of destruction on me?"

"No."

Gong's answer made Song Zhixun feel complicated. If it wasn't because the other party used destructive power, why didn't he have any anger or plan to push the other party away.

"It's not impossible if you want me to be a bad boy." Gong's tone hesitated, and the other hand gently touched Song Zhixun's abdomen. The very sensitive Song Zhixun almost jumped up from the ground, but this time the touch Without any special emotion, he gently pressed Song Zhixun's belly with his fingertips, and retracted after a while, "If you can have a baby with this softness, I can destroy my muscles."

"Don't talk about such a terrible thing..." Song Zhixun immediately pushed the other party away in fright, with a look of horror on his face.

He can still accept a baby with a pretty face like Rang Rui's, but Song Zhixun with a face like Rang Gong's, who looks super aggressive at first glance, feels that the baby will definitely not be a child but a murderous god.

"I have never thought about having children, and the same is true for Rust and Rui. We are gods, and our children will inevitably continue our pain."

Gong's words brought back Song Zhixun's memories. There seemed to be such a topic between them, that they would not have children, because they were afraid that the tragedy of the gods would continue in the next generation.

"But now..." Gong's gaze enveloped Song Zhixun like warm hot spring water. The gentle breath gave Song Zhixun an incomparable sense of security. He was clearly the god of destruction, but he could have such bone-crushing tenderness. "I just saw you." Understand that if there is a child, what he may be waiting for is not an endless dark future, but also a bright future that may suddenly appear in the future."

Song Zhixun knew what Gong was implying. He was the first god he saw. His irritability and his own suppression seemed to be present before his eyes. Love is only suitable for weak human beings, and they don't have the capital to survive alone. The mutual support that only appears, and the emotion that will collapse once resources are excessive, have been injected into the body of the gods.

"You have everything, everything is in your hands, why do you still have to pursue this illusory thing?" Song Zhixun raised his head and met his eyes.

"Because I understand that this moisture is sweeter than anything else I have."

Song Zhixun sighed deeply, hugged little Rast in his arms, put his fingers into his hair, and sighed deeply, what should he say?What should he say?

The god of destruction is the god of loss, he obviously never owned anything.

But now he suddenly realized that he actually had everything.

But at the same time, he understands the taste of possession, and then understands the pain of not having it. In the final analysis, after I brought him enough thinking, he also brought endless troubles.

"Actually, you don't have to be so smart, but you will live more comfortably." Song Zhixun rubbed his hair with a smile, "I will think about it carefully. If I really fall in love with one of you, I will definitely I will take the initiative to tell you."

Gong looked at Song Zhixun's face. This beautiful and delicate young man has been constantly changing since he stepped into Rasteri Palace. His youthfulness is gradually fading and becoming mature.

Song Zhixun looked down at Rust with extra soft eyes. He hugged the little God of Creation, and the corners of his mouth were shining with warmth. He kissed the palm of little Ruster with a faint smile. , that is the most addictive scroll.

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Song Zhixun posted a photo of Raster and Ruigong on the Internet, with the text: This lovely child is the child of these two men, born as the son of God, and will probably inherit Rasterui Palace in the future, I think You can call him His Royal Highness the eldest prince. The eldest prince is not easy to come by, but because of the male genes of his parents, there is no way to eliminate the difference in his body. With white hair and silver eyes, he wonders if he will suffer in the future.

Post a few more pictures: Although it is more than one year old, this child lacks the necessary tools to raise him. This child's unexpected closeness to me may be because I am an angel.

Continue with a few pictures: Everyone who believes in gods, please offer blessings to our great prince, please?

Song Zhixun sent several pictures in a row, and took a moving picture of little Rust. The big round eyes and cute appearance aroused everyone's love and affection. Song Zhixun is confident that Ruster's cute appearance can capture everyone. people.

——It's so cute, really cute, I've never seen such a cute child.

——Can the genes of the parents have such a mutation?After the mutation, it is even cuter. I really like this child so much.

——Next time I go back to the ancestral hall to pray, I will also pray for His Royal Highness.

——My lord envoy, I don't know if I can provide some supplies to His Royal Highness, I really like him.

Song Zhixun raised the corners of his mouth, watched the increasing comments, and kissed little Rust on the cheek.

"Cuteness can capture the world." Now you don't have to worry about the extra cost of raising children.

Two days later, Song Zhixun put little Rast down in Li Xuxin's arms: "I have something to go out, please help me look after him."

"What are you going to do?" Li Xuxin frowned. The little guy had been staring at Song Zhixun since he got into his arms. As long as Song Zhixun wasn't touching him, he would start to feel uneasy.

"It's been a while since I've posted and I wanted to go out and see how much baby and toddler stuff has probably piled up."

"Huh?" Li Xuxin looked down at Little Rust, who was not crying or fussing, but was obviously not happy, "Maybe I can go with you."

"What are you doing here?"

"I also want to see how much appeal you have as an envoy of Rasteri Palace." Now the price of nutritional supplements in the country of steel should be rising. How many people are there who are still able to provide supplies to others? , he also needs certain data.

"You don't need to worry too much about my affairs." Song Zhixun can probably guess what Li Xuxin is thinking, but just because a person can betray him once doesn't mean he can't betray him again. Song Zhixun is already asking him to contact Olis The greatest tolerance.

"I will give you an estimate of the approximate financial resources. Admiral Olis also needs this opportunity."

"I'm going to see Olis myself." Song Zhixun felt that it was time for him to meet the admiral of the country of steel.

Li Xuxin sighed deeply: "Then can you give up the opportunity to take Rust to other people? I feel that I am not compatible with this child."

"Then give it to Tongliao. If Tongliao can't do it, go to Liafeier." After Song Zhixun finished speaking, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to the little guy in Li Xuxin's arms, gently kneaded his cheek, and lowered his head against the little guy's forehead , "Remember to be obedient before I come back? As long as you are obedient, I will be back soon."

The little guy held Song Zhixun's face in his white and tender hands: "Mom, wait."

Song Zhixun's expression was like a melting glacier: "Call me Dad, be good."

The little guy followed Song Zhixun's example and kissed him on the face: "Xunxun, good boy."

Song Zhixun's eyes widened, and he looked at little Rast in surprise, shocked by the other party's speech.

"As expected of a god." Li Xuxin said with emotion, "Even if I become a child, I still have a vague idea of ​​you being my god queen."

"Don't say such nonsense in front of him." Song Zhixun rubbed his temples with a headache, "Remember to take good care of him before I come back."

Li Xuxin looked at Song Zhixun's leaving back, and shook the baby: "The leaving back really looks like a father going out to work."

Little Ruster watched Song Zhixun's back leave helplessly, his bright eyes dimmed under Li Xuxin's gaze, and his little fingers tapped Li Xuxin's shoulder lightly: "I want to... go down. "

Li Xuxin was stunned for a moment, bent down and put the little guy on the ground. The one-year-old child had already stood firmly on the ground. He started to walk forward step by step with his short legs, and Li Xuxin followed behind him , do not speak.

A cute child will only show his cute side in front of someone who is worthy of being cute. Li Xuxin bypassed this sentence in his mind, and saw the little guy touch Song Zhixun's room.

He stretched out his hand to open the door, but he was too short. After Li Xuxin opened the door, the little guy walked in naturally and...turned around and closed the door.

Li Xuxin who was locked outside the door: ...

Looking at this appearance, there is a high probability that there will be no noise. Sure enough, God cannot be compared with ordinary children.

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"Olis, where are you? I want to see you." Song Zhixun rode on the chariot and walked forward slowly, "I'll wait for you at the place where we met for the first time, hurry up."

Olis took off his military cap in embarrassment and revealed his short hair: "Aren't you embarrassing me? Didn't you see that I'm wearing formal clothes today? It's obvious that I have something to do?"

"Really? Then another day?" Song Zhixun still has a big belly.

"No, I'll go there right away, but you have to wait for me, after all, I can't ride a chariot on the street."

Song Zhixun leaned on the chariot, lowered his head and touched the chariot. Olis is a talent. He dared to drive the chariot with his flesh and blood, and he was able to find subtle differences. Admiral is coming of age...

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Song Zhixun raised his head. The soldier in formal attire wore a gorgeous dress, and his long cloak fluttered behind him as he strode forward. His posture was straight and his steps were very upright, and his solemn expression was daunting , abruptly and independently delineated the range separated from the surrounding area with momentum.

"Tell me what's the matter?" In front of Song Zhixun, he took off his formal military jacket, revealing the black tights inside, casually draped over his shoulders, looking so serious when Olis walked over. The appearance of the soldier disappeared in an instant.

"A man depends on his clothes. If I can, I would rather see your heroic side than the current one..." Dressed like a ruffian.

"Want to try?" Olis waved his clothes.

"illegal."

"You are not under the jurisdiction of the Iron Kingdom." Olis shrugged indifferently.

"Your clothes, don't I bring shame on myself?" Olis is stronger and taller than Song Zhixun, and Song Zhixun wearing his clothes is basically just a child stealing an adult's clothes. feel.

"Maybe it has a different charm?" Olis said with a smile, "For example, girls wear boyfriend shirts?"

Song Zhixun didn't even bother to show his expression this time: "You're dressed so solemnly, what's the matter?"

"National secret."

"Is there something about Shaya Augustus?"

Olis was not surprised that Song Zhixun would say