[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

Thinking of his birthday, Sancho suddenly felt a little sad. His parents were on business trips all year round, and finally promised him to come back to celebrate his birthday with him during the adult ceremony, but he came here.

Thinking of the picture of his parents guarding in front of the hospital bed in the picture, Sancho's eyes turned red.

He looked at Su Zhuo next to him, he must sleep to Su Zhuo as soon as possible, and then run away, if he is stewed, he will never go back.

The little mermaid suddenly looked like she was about to cry, which made Su Zhuo a little confused, but he didn't know how to comfort others, so he just pretended he didn't see it.

But he was still a little flustered, he didn't expect such a small one to become an adult.

In the evening, Sancho gulped down the last mouthful of fish soup in the bowl, contentedly, and put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the table.

Sure enough, the fish soup made by Su Zhuo is the best.

It's just a little stuffy, he can't help but drink too much.

Su Zhuo got up to wash the dishes, San Qiao rubbed his swollen belly with one hand and picked up the glass lamp from the table with the other, and followed him step by step.

The kitchen built with wood is a bit shabby, but it is clean and tidy inside. Su Zhuo rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes, and Sancho lit the lamp for him.

Through the dim light of the fire, Sancho stared at Su Zhuo's side face in a daze. This man was really good-looking, especially when he smiled, his thin lips curled up, and the light in his eyes seemed to make people fall in. .

But he is facing Shen Qingqing, Su Zhuo has never had a good face towards himself.

But that's okay, he is a cardboard man, and I just want to sleep with him and go home safely.

Thinking of this, Sancho collected himself, sighed softly in his heart, and prepared to start his own plan.

He took the oil lamp in his hand a little farther away, and then shook his body a little bit unsteadily. The oil lamp fell to the ground with a thud, the sound of glass shattering, and the light in the room disappeared instantly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't hold it steady." Sancho quickly squatted down and fumbled, and accidentally touched a piece of debris, and his fingertips felt a burning pain instantly.

Sancho couldn't help hissing, with a little cry in his voice: "I haven't been able to sleep well these days. I just slipped my hand and broke your glazed cup. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'll take you to get some medicine."

Su Zhuo has practiced spiritually for many years, and he has already been able to see in the dark, so it is natural that he saw the little mermaid burnt.

Sancho nodded obediently, and stood up from the ground, but because he got up too violently, his body was not stable and he swayed for a while. Fortunately, someone supported his back in time and took him out of the kitchen.

Su Zhuo seemed a little awkward, he quickly let go of Sancho as soon as he walked out the door, and walked quickly to the front hall.

Sancho grinned his teeth in pain, and quickly blew to himself a few times, then changed into a pitiful expression, and followed quickly.

I have to say that the author set it strong, Su Zhuo really took a bite out of being soft and weak.

It works fine, but it does hurt a bit.

In the room, it was inconvenient for Sancho to apply the medicine because he burned his hand, so he sat at the table and watched Su Zhuo lower his head to pick out the blisters for him, and then applied the ointment.

Every time the medicated cotton cloth touched his fingertips, Sancho's body couldn't help trembling slightly, and there were small beads of sweat on his painful forehead. His eyes were red and he whispered: "I used to be at home, and there were friends , My parents are with Qiao Qiao, now I am alone here, Qiao Qiao always has nightmares at night, and then dare not sleep all night."

A tear slowly condensed into a bead and rolled down from the eye socket.

"Su Zhuo, I don't know anyone here, I only know you." He paused, noticing that Su Zhuo's hands froze before continuing, "If you don't even like me, then you send me back Okay? Jojo wants to go home."

Although the front is all false, it is true that Sancho wants to go home. He really misses his parents, so when he talked about going home, his tears flowed even more fiercely.

The pearl crackled and fell to the ground, and the villain cried pitifully. Su Zhuo couldn't bear it, but he couldn't really let him go.

"Don't cry, sleep with me tonight."

The goal was achieved, Sancho wanted to jump up happily, but he still tried his best to hold back.

He pretended to be surprised, and nodded slightly after a while.

Now that it was all decided, Su Zhuo didn't hesitate, went to Sancho's room to hug his quilt, and then laid a floor bunk for him on the floor next to his bed with Sancho's surprised expression.

In the dark, Sancho lay on the ground and sighed. He didn't expect that he had to act so badly, and finally fell asleep on the ground.

"Su Zhuo, are you asleep?" Sancho called out tentatively.

"Huh?" Su Zhuo made a sound on the bed.

"Can I hold your hand and sleep? Otherwise I'll be scared."

Since he can't sleep until Su Zhuo, then he won't be woken up by thirst in the middle of the night even if he pulls his hands.

This time Su Zhuo didn't refuse, and stretched out his hand from the bed.

Sancho grabbed it, rubbed his cheek contentedly, and soon fell asleep comfortably.

The person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, looking at the little mermaid under the bed through the moonlight outside the window, and suddenly felt that he couldn't understand him.

Sancho had a rare good sleep, was not awakened by thirst, and woke up refreshed in the morning.

He has a special physique, even the place where he was burned last night has recovered overnight.

On a whim, Sancho stood in the yard, thinking of the Tai Chi that his housekeeper uncle had taught him before, and gestured decently.

The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and an old man in a brocade blue robe stepped in. Unlike Lin Gu's kindness yesterday, this man stared at Sancho unabashedly, without any emotion in his eyes, as if Look at a dead thing.

Sancho shuddered subconsciously, the man's gaze made him very uncomfortable, even a little scared.

Fortunately, that person didn't stay long, and went straight into Su Zhuo's room.

[The Lord of Yuqiong Peak is also Shen Hongfeng, the head of Yuqiong Mountain. 】

003 spoke in time, and then a row of books about Shen Hongfeng appeared in Sancho's mind.

Shen Qingqing is the heroine, and her father is also an important character, so the content is extraordinarily rich.

San Qiao had just read a little bit, when there was another knock on the courtyard door, Xiao Yu poked out his head outside the door and waved to him.

He immediately threw those away and trotted over.

Yesterday I was only concerned about being afraid, but I forgot about Xiao Yu, and I didn't know if he was okay.

This person can be regarded as the friendliest to Sancho since he came here, so Sancho subconsciously regards him as a friend.

In the room, an old man and a young man sat on both sides of the table.

"Outside is the mermaid who can save Qingqing?" Shen Hongfeng spoke first.

"Yes." Su Zhuo nodded, he had already told Shen Hongfeng about this matter, but he was a little surprised that Shen Hongfeng would come by himself.

Thinking that he might have come to take the little mermaid away, Su Zhuo suddenly felt a little depressed.