The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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When Xiao Su heard this, his lips curled into a smile.

He asked knowingly, "Do you want to see me?"

Zhaoyan swallowed, lowered his eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded vigorously: "I think."

"I'll go to school with you tomorrow." Xiao Su raised his lips, looking at the white back of the other party's neck, "When do you get up?"

"Six o'clock." Zhao Yan's brows and eyes widened, perhaps afraid that Xiao Su would not understand, he added, "Mao Shi."

"Okay." Xiao Su turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, "It's getting late, do you go to bed at this time every day?"

Zhaoyan looked at the alarm clock, it was [-]:[-]: "It used to be an hour later, but if I worked a lot in the afternoon, it would be even later."

"Can I grow up after sleeping so late?" Xiao Su messed up Zhaoyan's obedient short hair, and stood up from his seat together with him.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan compared his height with Xiao Su's, and it only barely reached Xiao Su's lower neck.

"Wow." Zhaoyan was surprised by Xiao Su's tall stature, sighed while not forgetting to comfort himself, "It seems true, the president is not tall. But omega's are generally smaller, it doesn't matter."

"You're obviously hungry and stunted." Xiao Su smiled and said, seeing Zhaoyan's expression changed, he quickly changed the subject, "Okay, let's go wash up."

"I'm going to fetch water." After Zhaoyan finished speaking, he took a slightly larger bucket from the right side of the small closet next to the desk, and hurried out.

A few minutes later, Zhaoyan came back: "Dad didn't know where he went. We can take a bath in the backyard of the house. The water has been filled for you. You wash, I will wash again."

"En." Xiao Su nodded, followed Zhao Yan to the backyard.

The backyard has no roof and is open to the air, with some miscellaneous things piled up in the corners.In the middle is a well, and the barrel is placed by Zhaoyan's side.

"How do you get in this bucket? It's not as tall as half my leg." Xiao Su stepped forward and met Zhaoyan's gaze through the light from the room.

"Wet the towel and wipe it on your body." Zhao Yan said, passing the towel in his hand.

"Oh." Xiao Su twitched the corner of his mouth, did not answer, and said in a playful tone, "I thought you asked me to come out and take a mandarin duck bath with you."

Zhaoyan's cheeks were immediately covered with a thin layer of powder, and he lowered his head: "No, it's not possible... I'll get you a set for a change of clothes."

"Do you still have time to sleep at night when you are tossing around so much?" Xiao Su stopped Zhao Yan from rushing into the house, "I use my spiritual power to cleanse myself."

Zhao Yan looked up at Xiao Su: "Then do you need to change your clothes? I'll wash it for you tomorrow morning."

"No need." Xiao Su replied, "Wash yours, hurry up."

Zhaoyan looked at Xiao Su's back as he turned and entered the room, and tightly clenched the towel in his hand.

Was his poor living condition abusing the gods?

Otherwise, why would Xiao Su look very unhappy...

After Zhaoyan took a shower and dried himself off, he put on the somewhat pilled pajamas and walked to the living room.

He packed his father's leftover dishes in plastic boxes and put them in the water outside to cool.

In addition, he also picked out some meat and put it on a plastic bag in the corner of the backyard.

There are often kittens looking for food around at night, and Zhaoyan occasionally feeds them when he can, not many times, but Zhaoyan always thinks about it.

After finishing all this, he finally opened the door and walked into the bedroom.

"Just right." Xiao Su handed him the freshly soaked milk, "Long."

Zhaoyan took the warm milk, opened his eyes wide and asked, "This is..."

Xiao Su: "Using spiritual power to browse around the surrounding shops, I found that this spot was still on sale, so I asked if there was any food suitable for people who go to bed late at night and get up early in the morning. Body."

After Zhaoyan finished listening, he looked at the milk powder can on the table with "Student High Calcium Milk Powder" written on it, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xiao Su closed the lid of the milk powder, and praised for the second time: "It's very special, the way food is stored here. The world you live in is not poor, it's even richer than the world of cultivating immortals."

"Thank you..." Zhaoyan took the milk and drank it in one gulp, then licked his lips stained with milk, reluctant to waste a bit, "It's delicious, thank you very much."

"Yeah." Seeing that he liked it, Xiao Su smiled.

Zhaoyan's bed was very small, and the two of them were extremely crowded when they slept together.

It was summer again, and there was no electric fan in the house, so the temperature could only be cooled by the evening wind blowing from outside.

Xiao Su's reaction to temperature was not as strong as Zhaoyan's. Seeing that Zhaoyan was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, he tilted his head and asked in concern, "What's wrong?"

"I'm a little hot." Zhaoyan lifted his shirt to let in the air, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

After holding back for a while, he still couldn't help it, and he sat up from the bed: "I'll go, get the fan."

Xiao Su pulled him back, snapped his fingers, and a fan appeared in the air to fan Zhaoyan by itself.

"How?" Xiao Su asked.

Taking advantage of the cold moonlight outside the window, Zhaoyan saw the cool thing, smiled comfortably and rolled his eyes.

"You're really, really powerful." Zhaoyan lay back beside Xiao Su, and Xiao Su stretched out his arms, letting him lay on his pillow.

Zhaoyan didn't expect the other party to hug him, and the rhythm of breathing became disordered for a while.He shrank his body carefully, his muscles tensed uncomfortably.

Xiao Su hugged the other party's thin body tightly, and patted his back lightly: "Sleep, with me here, you don't have to be so tired in the future. Just ask if you need anything, and I will take care of you."

After Zhaoyan heard this, he raised his eyes cautiously to look at Xiao Su's handsome face who was close at hand.

"Well, thank you." His vision blurred accidentally, he hastily stretched out his hand to rub his wet eyes, and retracted himself into Xiao Su's embrace.

The move is familiar, as if it has been done countless times.

Zhaoyan tentatively grabbed the clothes on Xiao Su's chest, but Xiao Su didn't refuse, and even tightened his arms.

It turns out that the saying "meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend" is not a lie.

He seems to have seen Xiao Su.

I don't know where.

When Zhaoyan opened his eyes in the morning, he didn't touch Xiao Su's body for a long time, and sat up suddenly from the bed.

Looking around, the bedroom was empty.

Zhaoyan quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, her heart beating in her throat.After seeing the milk powder and pastries on the table, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Not dreaming.

Xiao Su really came here, in the real world.

Xu Shi felt Zhaoyan's uneasiness, one second he was worried, the next second Xiao Su pushed open the door and put the breakfast on his desk.

It was a bowl of shredded pork noodles with two golden poached eggs on top.They are steaming, and Zhao Yan's eyes are hot from the smoke from a long distance.

"Go wash up." Xiao Su made milk for him while talking, "Your father is in the casino, I felt his breath on the way back."

"Yeah." The answering voice was crying, and Zhaoyan has never experienced the feeling of being taken care of by others in the past ten years.

"What are you doing in a daze." Xiao Su glanced at him, with a smile in his voice, "Aren't you going to school?"

"I'm going." Zhaoyan nodded obediently, he sniffed, calmed down his emotions, and accelerated the speed of washing.

Before returning to the bedroom, he went to the backyard to look at the plastic bag from last night, and it was indeed empty.Zhaoyan hurriedly fished out the leftover food box from last night, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and after making sure that it was not damaged, he poured all the food on the plastic bag for the stray cats to eat.

He has breakfast, and Xiao Su bought it for him.

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