He was a model in the world of self-cultivation in his last life.

"I'll take him back."

Jiuli's words stunned the four people in the room.

The president came to his senses and objected first: "No! Mr. Jiu, you——hmm!!!"

The president raised his hand that was in pain after his wrist was twisted and touched his mouth. After the severe pain, he realized later that he actually bit his tongue out a bloody hole.

Seeing this, the assistant who was going to object immediately covered his mouth, not daring to speak more.

The corner of Jiuli's mouth raised, and he quickly pulled it down again.

He patted the boy's head and said softly, "I'll take you away, don't be unhappy."

The boy's body became more and more tense, and he was not used to such intimacy, but he grabbed Jiuli's clothes even more forcefully, showing that he liked this kind of contact.

Old Ming looked at them, and said to the president: "Mr. Jiu and this child are predestined, so Mr. Yijiu, it's not a bad thing."

"But……"

The president still refused to agree.

This child is too dangerous.

Look, just one sentence was not what he wanted, so he almost let himself bite his tongue and kill himself.

If he is allowed to live with Mr. Jiu, who can guarantee that there will be a time when he will not lose his temper? What will he do then?

Mr. Jiu is like tofu, it looks like it will shatter when touched, if there is an accident, will my life still be alive?

The association needs Mr. Nine, and there must be no mistakes.

Ming Lao understood his concerns and stopped persuading him.

Although Mr. Nine is a mortal, his body is weak, and his life expectancy is like a dying candle facing the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

But it is such a young man who is not yet an adult, and his talent in medicine and medicine is very comparable. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best in the cultivation world.

It is precisely because he has found replacements for extinct medicinal herbs from thousands of medicinal herbs and modified the pill formula that the first and second grade pills in the "Element Xiaojie" left by the two seniors were gradually refined.

Every elixir is very important to today's resource-poor cultivation world. Even if I die myself, I hope that Mr. Jiu can crack more high-level elixir prescriptions.

No wonder the president is unwilling to take risks.

Jiuli said slowly: "Thank you. I want to adopt him."

"Mr. Nine—hiss!!!!"

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of the president's mouth.

Where his tongue was bitten, he was hit hard again!

President: "..."

The president shut up.

He was afraid that if he continued talking, Mr. Jiu, who was like tofu, would not be so clear. After a week, he might be his first seven.

A little smile leaked from the corner of Jiuli's mouth, he rubbed the boy's head again, then lowered his head and said to him, "What's your name?"

In front of people, he always has a weak posture and speaks slowly.

The boy looked at him for a while, then shook his head.

The glasses captain added from the side: "Mr. Jiu, Senior Jian bought this child back after he was born. Senior probably never gave him a name."

At least, according to the diary and notes, the other party has always called the child "little devil, little devil".

Jiuli thought for a while and said, "Then... call Gu Changling."

The boy pursed his lips, looking a little unhappy.

Life always brings up a heart.

He saw the boy's evil spirit gushing out of his body - it didn't touch Jiuli, but just wrapped him up.

...It's very unhappy to be covered in black air.

Ming Lao felt relieved, but at the same time wanted to laugh.

Jiuli could also see his emotions, held his face in his hands, and asked softly, "Don't you like it?"

The boy looked at him without speaking.

Strangely, Jiuli understood what he meant.

"You want to ask my name?"

Jiuli told him directly, "I don't have a surname. My name is Jiuli. They all call me Mr. Jiu."

The boy pursed his lips, even more unhappy.

With a thought, Jiuli understood why he was unhappy.

Squeezing the boy's sensual cheeks, Jiuli said, "However, I have a surname now. From today on, you are my son. Dad will take your surname, Gu Jiuli, okay?"

The boy blinked, then nodded vigorously.

He showed the first smile in his life, looking at Jiuli as if looking at the whole world.

Jiuli couldn't help laughing either.

Zhao Ying, who was watching secretly: ... Boom!

called dad?

Dad with your last name?

Gu Jiuli?

so coquettish~

Ahhhhhhhhhh!I'm so cute! ! !

Jiuli took Gu Changling home.

As soon as they entered the house, the assistant who sent them back was sent to apply for household registration.

The door closed, and Jiuli's weak state was swept away.

He grinned, stood up holding Gu Changling, and said with a smile: "Come on, Dad will show you our home."

The boy put his arms around his neck, looked at him, and then at the wheelchair, with surprise in his puzzled expression.

"Ha ha!"

Jiuli was amused by his reaction.

"Are you curious?"

Jiuli teased him.

The boy didn't speak, but nodded with dignity.

Jiu Li never thought of pretending to be in front of him at all. For some reason, he just felt that this child was very compatible with him and could share all the secrets.

He has thousands of masks, but he is unwilling to deceive him.

After all, this is the person he depends on for the rest of his life.

Jiuli spoke bluntly, saying: "Father is an orphan and grew up in an orphanage."

"I was born with heart disease, and everyone said I couldn't grow up.

At that time, there was a very kind-hearted aunt Jcha. After sending me to the orphanage, she would often visit me or ask her boyfriend to give me something.

The director of the orphanage didn't dare to abuse me, for fear that I would die suddenly and it would be difficult to explain.But also afraid of trouble, don't like to see me very much, wanting me to fend for myself.

However, none of them knew that I had memories back then.

I was afraid that my aunt would ignore me and that the principal would kill me, so I pretended to be weak, and I obediently ate whatever they gave me, then vomited and pretended to be unconscious.

After a few times, the dean dared not give me a bath, or give me cold milk.

After being able to speak at the age of one, she pestered her newly married aunt to call her mother, until she softened her heart, loved me, adopted me, and brought me home.

Her husband doesn't like me very much, because his aunt is busy with work and he doesn't want to have children. After having me, the rest of his energy is almost spent on me, and he doesn't want to have children.

I acted very smart and became a little child prodigy. Slowly, my uncle also began to like me.

However, I am still very weak, so they pay attention to me anytime and anywhere, and dare not forget me.

And, this works great.

I have a body that will die at any time, my classmates will not trouble me because I am a child prodigy, and my colleagues will not envy me because of my achievements.

They didn't dare to make me unhappy, because if I was unhappy... maybe I would have a heart attack. "

The boy was dumbfounded.

Jiuli laughed harder, "Okay, let's teach life experience here first. Let's take a bath first, little dirty ghost."

He ran hot water, took off the boy's dirty, ill-fitting clothes, and put them in the bathtub.

The boy was thin and bony, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of inferior white wrapping paper, which was very ugly.

Gu Changling didn't know beauty or ugliness yet, but seeing Jiuli frowned, he unconsciously hid himself.

Jiuli hurriedly loosened his frowning brows, sighed softly, patted Gu Changling's head, and said, "Father will definitely raise you up in the future."

The boy held his hand tightly, looked at him with a pair of eyes, and said something silently.

Jiuli felt a little soft-hearted and a little funny when he saw it, rubbed the boy's face, and sighed with a smile: "It's amazing, I learned it so quickly."

He can see that, he just eats his sticky tricks, right?

However, Jiuli didn't follow him.

He shook his head and said, "No, Dad can't wash with you now."

The boy's big eyes were filled with disappointment and sadness.

Jiu Li laughed out loud, but after a few laughs, his face turned pale, his lips turned purple, and he covered his heart, feeling a little out of breath.

The boy stood up in fright and looked at him nervously.

In fact, Jiuli was fine, it was just that he was too emotional, and his heart couldn't bear it, so he would be fine after a while.

But seeing the boy looking at him anxiously, he pretended to be uncomfortable, gasped, and smiled at Gu Changling, "No, it's okay, don't be afraid...it will be fine in a while, in a while."

A sentence is intermittent, as if terminally ill.

The boy gripped his hand tightly and crawled out of the bathtub.

Jiu Li hurriedly grabbed him, "Where are you going?"

The boy looked at him and pointed outward.

Jiuli closed his eyes, looking like he might faint at any moment, and said helplessly, "I, I don't understand... what do you want?"

The boy pointed several times, but Jiuli didn't respond, but he didn't let him go and let him move freely.

Finally, the anxious boy opened his mouth and spoke the first words in his life.

"Medicine...take...medicine..."

He spoke with difficulty.

Jiuli opened his eyes and looked at him, a little surprised and sad.

To my surprise, the child spoke.

Sadly, his voice was so bad that he couldn't speak a word clearly.

That damn old Moxiu didn't teach him how to speak at all, nor did he talk to him.

Such a childhood, just thinking about it, makes people suffocate.

Jiuli stopped acting, hugged the boy, and said distressedly: "I'm fine, I don't need to take medicine, don't be afraid."

At this moment, he spoke sharply again, why did he still look like he was about to die just now?

The boy was stunned for a moment, then he understood something, bit his lip and stared at Jiuli, the evil spirit wrapped around him again.

Seeing his angry look, Jiuli chuckled lightly.

"Unhappy? Oh, then will I fall down later, will I bleed?"

He had an "I'm so scared" look on his face.

The boy had already understood his trick, and he was still angry, but he still said, "No, yes."

Jiuli laughed, and kissed the boy's face, "I knew that Xiao Changling couldn't bear to get Dad hurt~"

The boy opened his mouth, wanting to agree, but thinking of the philosophy of dealing with things he taught by example and words just now, he felt that he couldn't just be submissive, so he let out a "hum", pushed him away, and crawled back into the bathtub.

Jiuli watched his movements with a smile, and when he started to scrub the dirt off his body, he lay down on the edge of the bathtub and asked him, "Don't you want Dad to take a bath with you?"

The boy didn't look at him and just washed himself.

He was really dirty. After rubbing in the hot water for a while, the bathtub with automatic water change became pitch black.

Seeing this, the boy froze all over, and scrubbed harder.

Jiuli was afraid that he would hurt her, so she quickly stopped him.

"Take it easy, don't hurt Daddy's little baby."

Right now, he didn't care about whether it was dirty or not. He took the initiative to walk into the bathtub and hugged the boy on his lap.

The boy looked up at him, his eyes sparkling again.

Jiuli smiled and nodded his nose, "Don't be angry anymore? Baby, are you so easy to coax?"

Gu Changling looked at his crooked eyes, couldn't help showing a smile, and nodded to him.

He is very coaxing.

So, don't lose him... ok?

The author has something to say: Haha, what kind of confusing operation is this with my son’s surname~~