I haven't been a scumbag for many years

When Xie Dongli was brought to his room by Song Jiu, the whole manor had already fallen asleep and was quiet.Only the starlight hangs down and shrouds the world.

Xie Dongli entered the room arranged for the adopted son in Fu's house.

The room is a maid's room.

The layout inside is also very simple.A single bed, the quilt is folded with edges and corners.

A desk, a chair.

The table is in the form of a table cabinet, and some books are neatly placed on the cabinet.

Then a little distance behind the door, put a wardrobe.I don’t have any clothes in my closet. I threw away the clothes I had when I was a child, and only a few sets of clothes I bought when I was growing up.It's not rotten, it's fine if you can wear it.

There are several sets of school uniforms, all of the same style.

Xie Dongli looked at Song Jiu's room, and Song Jiu secretly looked at Xie Dongli's expression.

He felt uneasy, wondering if my lord would think his room was too shabby?I blame myself for being useless, and I can't entertain adults well.

Song Jiu: "My lord, sit down. I'll pour you a glass of water."

Xie Dongli sat down on the only chair in this room.

Song Jiu went to pour water, but there was no water.

Song Jiu's face turned red, and she quickly and secretly took the kettle to fetch water outside and came back to boil the water.He walked quietly, very well-behaved.

His every word and deed strictly abides by the law of relying on others.

Xie Dongli exhaled softly.

He reached out and touched Song Jiu's desk. There were traces left after the stickers were torn off on the desk, and he had tried his best to clean it.

But boys inevitably have too many hands and feet, and there are many gods drawn on the table.

It fully shows Song Jiu's psychological journey.

When he learned that his spiritual power was very strong, he drew twelve powerful zodiac gods, and even drew ancient gods such as the nine-tailed fox and the phoenix, which have long since fallen.

But after eighteen, his deity graffiti became a Weaver Girl.Maybe he wants to be a garment maker.

There is also the Earth Dragon God, Song Jiu may want to be a gardener.

But gradually, those gods who could work as workers stopped painting.I drew a dandelion elf god, which is useless except that it can fly high.

Only a small animal could summon such a weak god.

Xie Dongli was watching Song Jiu's psychological journey, feeling slightly guilty.If it wasn't for him, Song Jiu must have summoned his god long ago.

But he has no regrets.

Because even if Song Jiu summoned his god early, the plot was not going well.

When Xie Dongli appeared in the kingdom of gods, that is, when Song Jiu summoned the gods for the first time on his birthday, that huge heroic and powerful flying bird fluttered its wings high in the kingdom of gods, and its sound shook the world.All of a sudden, powerful gods swarmed up.

A huge white bear animal god rushed forward with a leap of hundreds of feet.

It's a pity that Xie Dongli kicked him down, but at the same time grabbed his leg.

What a melee!

Until the giant bird collapsed.

If it wasn't for Xie Dongli, Song Jiu would have a super cute and soft white bear.

When the white bear is big, it can be as huge as a mountain. When it is small, it can be hugged in the arms and sleep together.

As long as there is honey, he can roll with joy, as long as the place is empty, he will stick Song Jiu on his shoulders and jump happily.

He likes the fields and hillsides in spring the most. He will let Song Jiu ride on His shoulders, and then turn over the hillside and fly to the field full of alfalfa flowers. The butterflies land on the tip of Song Jiu's nose in surprise...

However, this bear will die miserably, being eaten bite by bite.

In the end, he couldn't protect Song Jiu well.

He finally fulfilled his promise to protect Song Jiu with his life.

Xie Dongli let out a long breath again, Song Jiu finished boiling the water and came in.Finally remembering that there was only one glass in his room, he grabbed a new glass from the kitchen cabinet and poured water.

"My lord, the water is a bit hot, you can drink it later." Song Jiu took out from his cabinet what he said was a badly cooked egg and milk flavored burnt biscuit.

Xie Dongli's eyebrows arched into caterpillars uncontrollably.

this?Can it really be eaten?Won't you have diarrhea if you eat it?

Song Jiu picked a biscuit that was not so burnt and handed it to Xie Dongli, and looked at him eagerly, "Master Dongli, I only have this, I'm sorry. You should try it first, if it's delicious..." He couldn't be ashamed to say it himself.

He still has to point his face.

His face flushed red.

Xie Dongli stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers like orchid leaves. When he pinched the little biscuit, his fingers looked like the most beautiful flowers blooming.

He picked up the small blackish yellow biscuit and put it in his mouth.

Well, slightly bitter, okay.

So he met Song Jiu's expectant eyes with a condescending expression, "It's so-so."

Song Jiu seemed to be praised, he looked at Xie Dongli and smiled with a small dimple, his teeth were white.There is even a small canine tooth.

Xie Dongli was so cute that he sat on the chair, his heart itching.I want to lick the tip of that tooth with the tip of my tongue.

But of course he refrained.

He is not an old pervert!

Song Jiu took out a clean A4 paper and poured some biscuits on it.

He solemnly said to Xie Dongli who was eating a biscuit: "Master Dongli!"

Xie Dongli's biscuit almost dropped.

Song Jiu didn't notice at all that his surprise almost scared off Xie Dongli's biscuit, and he said solemnly to Xie Dongli: "My lord! I'll find a part-time job after class tomorrow, and I'll hire my lord when I get the money." Would you like to eat a small cake?"

After speaking, he bowed.

"My lord, please forgive me for my poor hospitality today."

Xie Dongli looked at Song Jiu's hair, there was a little Xuan,

He sighed softly, the outstretched hand stopped for a while and then dropped down.

He hummed awkwardly.

When Song Jiu heard his agreement, a smile bloomed on his face.

Xie Dongli finished eating the biscuits and took a sip of water.

Song Jiu asked him: "Lord Dongli, do you sleep inside or outside?"

Xie Dongli: "..."

"I also can."

Song Jiu: "Let me sleep outside, I will try not to crowd adults."

Xie Dongli hummed.

sleep!

Song Jiu was very happy. He actually had his own patron saint. Although the patron saint disliked him a bit, he believed that Lord Dongli would like him when he got along with him.

And, hehehe~ hehe~

Master Dongli is really beautiful.

He seemed to smell like flowers, and felt like he could dream of the spring field tonight!

Song Jiu fell asleep sweetly.

However, after sleeping until midnight, Xie Dongli opened his eyes.

The disgusted expression on his face could no longer be faked.

He rolled his eyes.

Song Jiu lay on his body directly, with his small head next to his neck, sound asleep.

No, this is no longer a bedtime difference.

This is simply a sleep difference between the anger of man and god.

terrible!

And, do you think your husband is dead?

Song Jiu's waist and abdomen fit Xie Dongli just right.Xie Dongli didn't even know that a person could run to another person while sleeping.

too frightening.

Xie Dongli took a deep breath, inhaled, exhaled and inhaled.

Then I couldn't hold back.

He hugged Song Jiu with both hands, then bowed his head.It happened to be able to kiss the top of Song Jiu's hair.

Be good, his little baby.

muah!

When Song Jiu woke up the next morning, she opened her eyes first, and moved her eyes a few times in the eye sockets, before slowly feeling the environment on her bed.

He didn't think it was an absurd dream that the patron saint came to him last night. He could still smell the faint fragrance of the spring flowers on the patron saint mountain. Nine feels comfortable.

He could feel his god lying beside him at this very moment, his gentle spirit and his joyful spirit densely entangled.

Although they can't communicate with each other's hearts, they have an inexplicable consonance with them.

There is no better relationship in this world than between the guardian and the warded.Even if it is love!

In this world, most of the guardians and the guardians will eventually become spiritual partners, and then go to the kingdom of the gods to live happily.

As a result, many offspring are directly adjusted from the gene pool to the corresponding data, and are uniformly born from artificial cultivation machines.

Song Jiu is one of them.

They were sent to orphanages, and the state allocated a large amount of funds to support them. Of course, there were also those with good mental strength, such as Song Jiu, who was adopted by the Fu family.

Song Jiu was finally satisfied, he was satisfied with having a patron saint by his side.

He cautiously got up from the bed, and saw Xie Dongli who was still sleeping with his eyes closed, his eyes glowed with astonishment, his patron saint really looked so good-looking.

His eyelashes are thick and slender, his lips are just right thick, and the end of his eyes is slightly raised. It should be a beautiful posture, but because the Patronus himself has a deserted personality, when he opens his eyes, he will appear A kind of high-cold style.He saw it last night!

Although it was too impolite to directly look at the patron saint, he still couldn't help being fascinated by the beauty of the patron saint.

When he finally stood up, he got off the ground carefully not to disturb Xie Dongli.He couldn't help feeling guilty for a moment, because Xie Dongli's wide sleeves were now as pitiful as crumpled cicada wings.

God~

This is how to do?

Can I flatten it with an iron?

Sleeve: Damn it, I have been ripped off by you since last night, and rolled and crushed by you at night!

Song Jiu carefully knelt on the side of the bed, and the master and apprentice made the wide and wrinkled sleeves less "shocking" before Xie Dongli woke up!

Master Dongli will definitely be angry, right?absolute!

Weeping bitterly in my heart, and frustrated on my face.

Xie Dongli finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened his eyes. Before Song Jiu was about to wake up, he quietly put him back to his original position.

Last night, he hugged Song Jiu, or Song Jiu hugged him, hugging him up and down, and slept all night.Xie Dongli personally thinks his heart is very sweet, but his body is a little tired.

When Song Jiu woke up, he thought Song Jiu would go out immediately, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, waiting quietly.However, the little devil was tangled up his sleeve.

Caress and smooth over and over again.

Xie Dongli: "..."

There was no way to go back to sleep.

He opened his eyes, and Song Jiu met him. With a shake of his hands, he quickly put back the miserable sleeves in a neat manner.

"Haha, haha, my lord, it's so early, are you awake?"

Xie Dongli looked at his sleeve, and then at Song Jiu.

No wonder.

Xie Dongli's penetrating eyes made the guilty Song Jiu dare not look directly at him. He picked up the shoes beside the bed and said quickly, "My lord, I'll go downstairs to prepare breakfast, and I'll call you out for breakfast later."

He fled quickly.

Even shoes are worn outside the door.

Xie Dongli turned over lazily and closed his eyes again.

I was a little tired from sleeping last night, so I am not very energetic in the morning, so I need to catch up on sleep for a while.

Anyone could see Song Jiu's happiness today, the servants who were cleaning the table, the railing, the floor, and the door frame felt strange.

Why is Song Jiu so happy today?

Did you pick up the Imperial Coin while walking?How much denomination is that?To be happy like this.

Song Jiu will help prepare breakfast in the kitchen in the morning, and by the way, have a lunch at noon.There are three chefs responsible for making breakfast, all of whom are 50-year-old chefs.Their patron saints are the God of Mantou, and their round and fat hats are already big, but God of Mantou likes to squat on their heads the most, with a diameter of [-] centimeters.

Every time Song Jiu saw them bow their heads, she was afraid that the Mantou God would fall into the boiling water.

But every time they are steady,

When the chef puts in the seasoning, they will say precisely whether to put more or less.

very impressive!

"Ah, Master Song Jiu is here. Hurry up and wash that basket of vegetables. It was delivered from outside early this morning, and it was just plucked from the ground."

What Song Jiu dislikes the most is washing vegetables, because the vegetables have just come out of the ground, the roots have not been removed and they are all covered with mud.

It is difficult to wash.

If it is winter, your hands will be so cold that you doubt your life.

But Song Jiu immediately rolled up his sleeves to help.

Ever since he entered Fu's house and was adopted as an adopted son, he has been helping in the kitchen, and he is familiar with all the kitchen tasks, big and small.Only making things, anything in his mind is—ah, it's so simple, I'm sure it will taste good if I make it, the taste will not be bad.

But after finishing, the hands—they follow the instructions of the brain, can we blame us for not being able to eat it?Why not blame the tongue for not being able to taste the deliciousness of these foods?

Song Jiu washed all the vegetables diligently, and there must be no mud or sand. Mr. Fu's family would scold her so much that she thought her head was a melon.

After washing, Song Jiu put the drained basket of vegetables on the table.

The master chef said: "These green vegetables are a bit too much. You can share some of them and put them in Chinese food for frying."

Song Jiu showed a big smile.

He said: "Please, Master Li, because my patron saint has a bit of a big appetite, please help me to add his part to it too. Thank you."

There was a moment of silence in the kitchen.

Then all kinds of congratulations came.

"Master Song Jiu, I really congratulate you. Finally, a god saw that you are a good boy, so he was willing to protect you."

"Yeah, it's really not easy for Master Song Jiu. You're already 21 this year, with a 5-star spirit, but there's no one who can't graduate without a patron saint. You're the only one in the whole school, right?"

Song Jiu blushed.

"Master Song Jiu, what is your patron saint? Your spiritual power is 5 stars, and the god you summon must be a very powerful existence, right?" Master Li who said this was still worried, for fear of Song Jiu's attack. The Patronus is just a dandelion elf god, good for nothing except being able to fly high.That would be too bad.

Song Jiu said embarrassingly: "My Lord Dongli is not willing to tell me what kind of god he is, but he is very powerful. He is a very rare god."

I heard that His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire also has a god that is exactly the same as human beings. It is the patron saint of the strongest human beings, and it is also very powerful!

Master Li laughed.

"Oh? It seems that Master Song Jiu's patron saint is very cold. Master Song Jiu needs to establish a good relationship with his god."

Song Jiu nodded vigorously.

After Master Li and the others knew that Song Jiu was guarded by a god, Tete made a special meal and packed three bento boxes for Song Jiu and the others for lunch.

The breakfast was ready, Song Jiu put them on the trolley, then pushed them to the dining room, and arranged them meticulously.The husbands, wives, young masters and ladies of the Fu family came down from each room upstairs one after another.

After Song Jiu bowed to them, she planned to push the cart back to the kitchen.At this moment, Fu Li came down the stairs. Song Jiu had been busy in the kitchen last night and did not see Fu Li's patron saint.

Now that I see it, it's really cute.

The upper body of this dragon girl is human, the lower body is a dragon tail, with crystal-colored antler-like horns on her head.

Small, only the size of an apple.Sitting on Fu Li's shoulder now, his expression is 12 points arrogant.Especially His eyes, with vertical pupils and so shallow that they are almost off-white, are even more spotless when looking at people.

The dragon girl is also a god who can be big or small. When she is big, she can smash a building with more than 100 floors with her body.

When I was young, like now, the apples were high and low, so cute.

Dragons are arrogant in character.

What's more, she's still a little princess~

Song Jiu pushed the cart and waited for Fu Li to pass by first. When Fu Li came down, Song Jiu bent over him.

Fu Li didn't look at him and walked away.

Song Jiu didn't care at all.

He thanked the Fu family for adopting him.

Because of the Fu family, he was able to study in the best school in the empire.

Because of Fu's family, he can eat better than most children in orphanages.After all, the state funds are limited, and there are some secrets covered by black cloth, such as layer upon layer of embezzlement, corruption and exploitation in orphanages... these are common things that cannot be revealed.

As for being an adopted son but not being treated like an adopted son, he didn't care at all.

Although sometimes it is unavoidable to think that it would be nice to be accepted as a deacon by other families. After all, the deacons of other families serve the head of the family or the heir of the family, and these families are willing to spend certain resources to create deacons.For example, the altar of the starry sky, capable deacons will be sent up by their loyal families to summon more powerful gods.

And he is an adopted son in name, but in this family he is worse than a deacon.

But after Song Jiu had such an idea, she immediately spurned herself.What an ungrateful and treacherous thought!

Song Jiu went back to the kitchen, took breakfast happily, and returned to her room.

Xie Dongli had almost recovered his sleep at this time, and when Song Jiu came in, he sat up, seeing Song Jiu's smirk at him, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Master Dongli, the green vegetables this morning are really tender and tender, come and eat them quickly."

After breakfast, I will go to school.

Then everyone will know that he is also a person guarded by gods.

It's so exciting to think about it.

Xie Dongli is quite curious about this kind of relationship that can perceive Song Jiu's emotions all the time, no matter how far away.He went down to the ground and walked to Song Jiu's side.Song Jiu looked up at him, her eyes filled with joy.

Song Jiu ate breakfast standing up, while Xie Dongli ate breakfast sitting down.

Xie Dongli felt that the dishes cooked by Fu's chef were indeed delicious, and he said to Song Jiu, "You haven't graduated yet, have you? Are you going to school later?"

Song Jiu giggled.

Nod hard.

"My lord, will you go with me later?"

His eyes were full of anticipation.

Xie Dongli: "For the sake of such a rich breakfast today, I will reluctantly go with you."

Song Jiu was even happier.

He packed up the dishes, then carried a lunch box, and went out with Xie Dongli.

When Uncle Wang and Zhuguang Shenming saw Xie Dongli, they couldn't believe it.

They thought they saw a person, but when the sun fell, they found that he had no shadow. Moreover, the light passed through his solid-looking body, and in the shade, there was a milky white light hanging down.The whole person actually exudes the brilliance of divinity.

Is that the patron saint of Master Song Jiu?

It looks powerful just by looking at it.

The candlelight god floated on Uncle Wang's shoulder, smiling without saying a word.

Xie Dongli walked on the sidewalk unhurriedly at the beginning, but Song Jiu pulled his sleeves without moving, and then started chattering mode.

"Master Dongli, how old are you?"

"Master Dongli, have you ever guarded other humans before?"

"Master Dongli, do you like other jerky besides beef jerky?"

"Master Dongli..."

Master Dongli didn't want to talk, so Master Dongli began to float away.He was more than ten centimeters away from the ground, and the fluttering white hem covered his feet.

Song Jiu was able to pull his sleeves while running, and panted to ask Xie Dongli if he slept well last night.

Xie Dongli: "..."

what

I wish I had earplugs.

Also, can you stop pulling my sleeves, it's about to cry.It was crumpled like a specially crafted crumpled pajamas.

Finally arrived at school, Song Jiu was sweating on his forehead.

He stared at Xie Dongli eagerly, "My lord, can you shrink down?"

Xie Dongli: Real men can only grow bigger, not smaller.

Xie Dongli's longing gaze towards Song Jiu turned into a beautiful arc of light and landed on Song Jiu's shoulder.He was sitting on Song Jiu's shoulders in a godlike manner.

Even in the daytime, because of the flow of divine light, he is like a small white light bulb, which is eye-catching.

Song Jiu couldn't help but giggle.

Walking in the school, like everyone else with a Patronus, the Patronus either sits on the shoulders of the Patron, or sits in the hair of the Patronus.

All of them are cute and cute.

Song Jiu thinks his Master Dongli is also super invincibly cute!

The wind slightly blew Xie Dongli's long hair and brushed it on Song Jiu's cheek.

Song Jiu was itchy and wanted to kiss his god.

Walking on campus with head held high, many people looked at him along the way.After all, Song Jiu is a well-known old senior.

Everyone

God damn it!The radiance of divinity is so bright, is it a very powerful god?

Senior Song Jiu finally has his own god, but it's not easy.

That god is so beautiful~ He looks very cold.

……

But these are all different thoughts in the mind, the same idea is

Senior Song Jiu can finally graduate, right?How pitiful!Only when he was 21 did he wait for his god.