The little lion I picked up is the Reichsmarshal

After the little white lion's condition stabilized, Shen Qingzhou threw it directly to the old dean, and occasionally went to have a look at it when he remembered it, and threw it aside if he couldn't remember it.

So, when he didn't come, the little white lion could only prick up his ears and stare at the door, even if he couldn't see anyone, it would be good if he could hear the sound.

However, Shen Qingzhou's performance also made the little white lion gradually let go of his guard. If he is really a traitor sent by hostile forces to gain trust, he shouldn't take care of himself at this time. How could he be so careless?

After a period of treatment, the poor little guy was finally able to walk on the ground.

Although it can't bounce like other cubs, at least it doesn't have to be stuck on the bed.

Then the benefits show up.

Shen Qingzhou doesn't like to pack things up. Herbs are often piled up in one place, and it takes a long time to pick and choose them every time.

Clothes, shoes and some small items also like to be thrown around, and the room is often messy.

The old dean will help clean up, but it is impossible to follow around 24 hours like the former servant, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to take care of it.

The little white lion seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and things must be neatly put away. Shen Qingzhou kicked his shoes in front of him, and he then used his paws to pull them neatly. He also helped Shen Qingzhou classify the herbs.

If it wasn't for being unable to transform into a human form, and the cub was too small, the little white lion wished that the blanket on the bed would be folded into tofu cubes.

Shen Qingzhou didn't stop her, and thought it was good, and even encouraged the little foxes to follow suit.

One day, the old dean came out with a broom and saw Shen Qingzhou licking melon seeds with his legs crossed and directing the little fox to sweep the floor with his tail. He was angry and funny.

Shen Qingzhou deserves the title of "bear child".

The little white lion raised its paws and covered its face. It must have lost its mind at the time to think that Shen Qingzhou might be a traitor.

Whose traitor is acting like this? !

Anyway, get something normal!

"Hey, little guy, what's your expression?" Shen Qingzhou grabbed the back of the little white lion's neck and lifted it to his lap. He narrowed his eyes, "You hate me?"

The little white lion shook his ears, avoiding Shen Qingzhou's sight, and was pressed rua for a while.

Looking at the messy fur of the little white lion, Shen Qingzhou smiled like a kindergarten kid who succeeded in pranking.

The little white lion is very helpless, but indulges Shen Qingzhou's rudeness.

It's strange, it comes from a big family, received an elite education when it was young, and most of the people around it follow the rules.

After graduating from the military academy, he entered the military directly, and most of the people around him were strict.

Obviously, in the past, when he saw a thorny head like Shen Qingzhou, his subconscious would not like it, and if he broke it upright, he would beat him until he convinced him.

But now—

The little white lion looked up, looked at the bright smile on Shen Qingzhou's face, his eyes flickered twice.

Maybe because Shen Qingzhou is not its soldier, but its savior, so there are not so many demands.

It thinks so.

***

After not eating barbecue for a few days, Shen Qingzhou started to get hungry again.

After finishing meditation in the afternoon, he greeted the old headmaster and walked out of the nursery.

The old dean looked at his back with a helpless expression.

He is old, and he can't understand why Shen Qingzhou refuses to eat the good food at home, but insists on eating unhealthy barbecue.

But he won't stop him, and he plans to cook a pot of sour plum soup to relieve Shen Qingzhou's greasy.

Shen Qingzhou came early, the barbecue stall had just been set up, and there were not many people.

He ordered a crayfish and other miscellaneous skewers, and pulled out a chair to sit down and wait.

Not long after, a group of people came in and yelled for the boss to bring them menus.

The voice sounded familiar, Shen Qingzhou raised her eyes, and raised her eyebrows slightly after seeing those people clearly.

Isn't this the gangsters who were beaten up by him when they failed to rob some time ago?

He recovered very quickly, and can go to the ground now.

Shen Qingzhou sat near the door, and the punks pushed the door in. They were stunned by Shen Qingzhou's beautiful face, and they couldn't move for a moment.

Shen Qingzhou's skin is very resistant in the cultivation world where beauties gather, coupled with his noble birth, the elegance and calmness in his bones make him the most dazzling one even standing in the crowd.

The owner of the barbecue shop sensed something was wrong, and came over with a smile to welcome him in.

But even if those little gangsters sat down, their eyes were still locked on Shen Qingzhou, and they were still whispering together in one place.

I also know that it is definitely not a good thing.

The owner of the barbecue shop was about to break out in a cold sweat.

These little gangsters usually do immoral things, and they often pay him on credit, and haven't paid once in several years.

He was a little surprised that he hadn't seen anyone a while ago, but now seeing one or two of them with bandaged noses and swollen faces, they must have been beaten.

Worried that these gangsters would cause trouble for Shen Qingzhou, he speeded up and cooked Shen Qingzhou's share.

When handing over the packing bag, the boss glanced at the gangsters secretly, and said in a low voice, "Qingzhou, don't come to the store these days, just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll send it to you. Those people— -not to be trifled."

The police station of Bianxingxing is useless, and ordinary people dare not fight against local snakes.

Even if these little gangsters would make the owner of the barbecue shop work for nothing every time he came, he didn't dare to say anything.

"I see, thank you uncle." Shen Qingzhou responded and left with a packing box.

In the end, he didn't take a few steps, but those punks followed him.

Shen Qingzhou couldn't help sneering.

Dogs can't change eating shit, so he knew that these little bastards would not keep themselves in order because of a beating.

Shen Qingzhou originally planned to turn into a dead end and beat him up like last time, but the same routine soon made the gangsters connect him with the person who sold the pill.

He didn't hide it when he came out this time. Unless he really killed these little bastards, he would know that he was temporarily living in the nursery after a little inquiring.

He can withstand three or four people, and ten or eight will be fine.

But what if these people took advantage of his absence to attack the old dean and the four cubs?

Shen Qingzhou sighed, turned on the optical brain and glanced at the balance, with a little impatience in his eyes.

He might as well save up the ship tickets and sell the nursery, and then find a way to make money in the new place of residence.

This planet is really messed up.

But until he entered the gate of the kindergarten, those little gangsters didn't do anything.

Shen Qingzhou was puzzled, but did not relax her vigilance.

Worried that the gangsters would attack the old dean and the cubs while he was away, he didn't plan to go out for a few days.

It just so happened that the ability of the wood system has improved a bit, so it's better to concentrate on tending the herbs grown in the backyard.

He will soon break through the Qi Refining Stage and reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, and there will be more spells to use at that time, so he doesn't have to be as intimidated as he is now.

The punks waited outside the nursery for a while, seeing that Shen Qingzhou hadn't come out, they made sure that he lived in the nursery, and then left.

Back at the barbecue restaurant, they ordered a case of beer. Before the boss could get a beer wrench, they knocked on the edge of the table. With a "bang", the beer bottle cap flew out and rolled on the ground several times.

"Hey, boss, what's the origin of that beauty just now? How come you haven't seen it before?" The man with the earrings took two sips of beer and asked in a raised voice.

The owner of the barbecue shop paused, with a look of confusion on his face.

He didn't want to tell these little bastards about Shen Qingzhou, but he couldn't afford to offend them, so he said with a smile, "beauty? What beauty?"

"It's the guy in white clothes and long hair who looks so beautiful just now."

"I, I don't know him very well—" the owner of the barbecue restaurant was vague, and was interrupted impatiently by the man with the earrings before he could finish speaking.

"Boss, we have known each other for so many years, don't tell me that now we are going to destroy our "friendship" because of a kid who popped out of nowhere?" On the machete beside him, the threat should not be too obvious.

"That's right, boss, you seemed to have said something to him when you handed over the things just now, is that not familiar?" Another gangster raised his eyebrows and echoed.

The owner of the barbecue shop shivered, his heart full of bitterness.

There are old and young in him, and he can't afford to mess with this group of punks. He is worried that they will directly smash the store when they get angry, so he can only say sorry to Shen Qingzhou, and then bite the bullet and say, "That person's name is Shen Qingzhou just now. He came from the planet, and the old director of the kindergarten took him in seeing that he had nowhere to go."

"I don't know more."

"Is that so." The man with the earrings rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"By the way, don't tell that beauty when we inquire about this today. I remember you have a daughter in your family. If he runs away, my brothers don't mind playing with her for a few days." The little gangster stared straight at her. Looking at the boss, his gaze made people shudder.

The boss's face turned pale in an instant, and he responded obediently, completely dispelling the idea of ​​reporting to Shen Qingzhou.

Everyone is selfish. Compared with Shen Qingzhou, her own daughter is more important.

During this period, a few guests came in, and when they saw the gangsters, they turned around and went out immediately, for fear that these guys would get drunk and make trouble and beat themselves up together.

It's not like this didn't happen before.

The boss was depressed, his face was red from the charcoal fire, and he was sweating profusely.

He raised his arm to wipe his sweat, and when he heard the conversation of the punks, he gave a wry smile.

Fortunately, my wife is not feeling well today and resting at home, so she didn't come to help.

Otherwise, knowing the attention of the little gangsters, that violent temper will definitely fight with these little gangsters.

At that time, it will be them who will suffer.

"The yellow-haired ribs were broken by the boy who sold the pills, and he is still lying in the hospital." The man with the earrings smashed the beer bottle on the table. He thought of the young man in the cloak. I couldn't help shrinking, and my eyes unconsciously looked around, for fear that the other party would appear suddenly.

"The boss's arm is habitually dislocated. Let alone beating people, he can't even carry heavy things. Now his temper is worse than before, and he uses all his strength to kick people. When I poured water yesterday, I accidentally spilled it. He kicked and vomited blood, alas." The other also had a sad face.

"If today's beauty is sent to the boss, maybe he won't take it out on us when he's happy." The man with the earrings twitched his mouth, thinking that he had a good idea.

"To tell you the truth, that beauty is really pretty, much better than those sluts with tons of powder on their faces in the red light district! And she has a good figure, with straight and long legs, she will definitely be able to play well. Less tricks."

"It's a pity, if it wasn't for the boss, I would have kept it for myself." The little gangster shook his head regretfully.

"Idiot, it's not easy? When the boss gets tired of playing, you will have a lot of opportunities!" The man with earrings glared at him, "You can play however you want when the time comes, and no one will stop you."

"That's true, but with the beauty of that beauty, the boss will definitely pamper her for a long time, just afraid that when it's our turn..."

The words after that were too obscene, and the boss couldn't bear to listen, so he simply concentrated on baking, forcing himself not to listen.

After eating and drinking enough, a few gangsters hooked their shoulders and walked away.

They made good calculations, but unfortunately they were lame, and they were destined to kick on the iron board again, and it was still the same piece.

***

With the blessing of spiritual power, the herbs in the backyard grow very fast, and their appearance is much better than those in the forest.

Shen Qingzhou finished cooking, and threw it into a cardboard box specially for herbal medicine as usual.

After eating, he strolled around the nursery and found that the punks were not nearby.

After finishing digestion, he planned to refine some foundation building pills, but when he opened the door, he saw the little white lion squatting in front of the cardboard box, fiddled with the herbs with his little plush mangosteen-like paws.

Shen Qingzhou's mouth curled up uncontrollably.

He casually pulled a small bench and sat beside the cardboard box, watching the little white lion work with a smile on his face.

No intention of helping at all.

"Hey, I said little guy, why do you look like a little old man at such a young age?"

After a while, he was a little bored, so he grabbed the little white lion's chubby ears twice.

In the beginning, it was all right for the little white lion to be silent, after all he was injured and it was difficult for him to move.

But now the external injury is almost healed, and the internal injury is also recovering, why do you still look old-fashioned?

The other three little ones are playing outside, but this one is not cute at all because it helps with work all day long.

The little white lion didn't make a sound, but slightly hooked the tip of its tail.

"Tsk, it's so boring." Shen Qingzhou curled her lips and complained in a low voice.

In the next second, she suddenly stretched out her hand for the little white lion's armpit and hugged it to her lap. Shen Qingzhou rubbed the little white lion's fluffy little round face, not forgetting to tease, "Come on, little guy, give me a smile!" !"

The little white lion struggled twice, but it was not as strong as Shen Qingzhou, so in the end he had no choice but to let Shen Qingzhou flatten and round.

The three little ones chased in, and when they saw the little white lion on Shen Qingzhou's lap, they instantly became sore.

The little fox was the first to rush over, grabbing Shen Qingzhou's pants and climbing up.

The little white tiger and the little white wolf, one lame and the other weak, squatted at Shen Qingzhou's feet and looked up at him with their heads up, pitifully whimpering from their throats.

This... who can bear this?

Shen Qingzhou's heart softened instantly, he put the little white lion on the ground without saying a word, and held the little fox's buttocks to hug it to his lap.

The little fox's skin disease has completely healed, and he doesn't need to soak in medicinal baths afterwards, just wait until the fur grows.

Compared with the bald and festered appearance when I first saw it, it is still as cute as it is now.

Seeing this, the little white wolf and the little white tiger hurriedly took two steps towards Shen Qingzhou, and were hugged as they wished.

The little white lion raised his head and watched the happy scene silently, with his tail drooping to the ground.

It walked to the cardboard box and continued to pull the herbs, but couldn't help but prick up its ears to listen to the movement of Shen Qingzhou.

But Shen Qingzhou rua hairball rua is very happy, how can he care about the little white lion paralyzed above?

Until all the herbs in the carton were sorted, the little white lion didn't get a look from Shen Qingzhou, so he could only leave with his ears drooped.

As a result, he didn't take two steps, and his body suddenly flew into the air.

Shen Qingzhou pushed it into the pile of cubs, took out a fluffy ball as if by magic, then tossed it lightly twice, and said with a smile, "Now everyone is here, let's play a game!"

The tip of the little white lion's tail curled up uncontrollably, and there was light in his dim eyes.

Shen Qingzhou has a panoramic view of its reaction, and the arc of the corner of her mouth rises a little.

Cut, this deadly man!

The author has something to say: feel sorry for the little bastards, and put the comment area on the cuties! (dog head)

感谢在2020-08-1417:09:36~2020-08-1517:59:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Guess, I guess, can you guess, 1 galaxy everywhere;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Star River; 2 bottles of Mozhilei; 1 bottle of Full Moon Eighteen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!