After Shanhe Lingzhi transmigrated into Zhao Jing, I tried my best to survive

The poisonous scorpion agent who broke in suddenly was a little confused at the moment.

The second boss was hugged by the big boss. If the second boss didn't stand firm, he might be able to sit on the big boss' lap.

Ah this...

But it was clearly ordered by head Zhao. If there is any important information, report it to him directly.

what to do?After reporting the work, will the second boss make him a medicine man?

The poisonous scorpion agent panicked a lot.

Zhao Jing and Xie'er were obviously also startled, Zhao Jing retracted his salty pig's hands resentfully.

Xie'er was still leaning on Zhao Jing's arms, not intending to get up.

It's just that the originally gentle little scorpion had changed into stern eyes at this moment, and glared at the subordinate.

His eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword shining with cold light, stabbing directly at the spy.

Although the spy was kneeling with his head bowed, he could already feel the murderous gaze.He kowtowed violently to the Scorpion King, "Scorpion King, spare me!"

The corner of Xie'er's mouth moved, and he said coldly, "Say!"

The spy was kneeling trembling, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his tongue seemed to be tied.

"The poisonous scorpion splits the helm... Raid... Raid the other courtyard of the Boqing Division, and capture the ghosts alive! I want to ask... Ask the Lord, how to deal with the happy

Ghost? "

"Raid on the other courtyard of the Boqing Division?!" Zhao Jing was shocked, and he shouted in such a voice that his heart and lungs hurt from the shock.

Xie'er's reaction to Zhao Jing was a little strange, "Father, what's wrong?"

"No... nothing..." Zhao Jing calmed down again, "When did it happen?"

Xie'er said: "This is part of the foster father's plan. Taking advantage of the Junshan Heroes Conference, he picked Guigu's Bo Qingsi."

Well, Zhao Jing, you scum.

Zhao Jing frowned, "Lock her up first. It's late at night, and I'm exhausted. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Just as the spy was about to retreat, Xie'er added, "If you dare to tell what you just saw, I will not turn you into a medicine man, but... feed you to a medicine man."

"Yes!!!" The spy wiped the cold sweat off his brow, turned over and left from the window.

Zhao Jing fell into deep thought.

The original plot should be that Gao Chong and Shen Shen led the people from the Five Lakes League to attack Bo Qingsi and capture Xisanggui, but after he rescued Gao Chong at the hero meeting, the plot changed.

But no matter what, he couldn't stimulate Xisanggui, so as not to cause her dissociative disease to occur.

In the previous story, Zhao Jingzha fell in love with Luo Fumeng, the mourning ghost, and Luo Fumeng drank Mengpo soup, forgetting the two of them.

Since you have forgotten it, there is no need to remember it.

A qualified ex should stay quietly in the blacklist of the communication software, as if dead.

The two are safe and do not disturb each other.

It's just that the happy mourning ghost must not have any accidents. This is Zhao Jing's debt in exchange for the original owner.

The original owner defeated Luo Fumeng, and now Zhao Jing wants Paul Fumeng's life.

Xie'er was still in Zhao Jing's arms, with a smile reflected in his dark eyes.

"Father, you haven't taken your evening medicine yet."

Zhao Jing's thoughts were pulled back, and he teased: "Little Scorpion is so nice! What a dao!"

Xie'er wrapped his arms around Zhao Jing's neck, "Father, what do you mean?"

Ah, I was so excited that I uttered the internet slang.

Zhao Jing cleared his throat, talking nonsense in a serious manner.

"Wow, it's a very advanced vocabulary, and it can only be said to the most important people in my heart."

Xie'er looked at Zhao Jing with a look of admiration and said, "Father, hello!"

Zhao Jing couldn't help being elated.

The original owner only used Xie'er, and he was a veritable scumbag.But Zhao Jing, a five-star young man, really likes Xie'er.

Wen Zhou finally became a pair of immortals and heroes, and Zhao Jing's eyes were also very hot.

Now that I'm in the play, I don't want to eat snow and drink ice with Xie'er on the snow mountain in the end, I just want to be a couple of happy mortals in the secular sense.

It is enough to be able to taste the delicious food and wine all over the world, to see the beautiful scenery all over the world, and to fall asleep with your lover in your arms every night.

Just in a daze, Xie'er had already dug out his medicine from under the pillow, handed it to his mouth, and prepared a glass of warm water

.

Such meticulous, thoughtful and considerate care, how can we not be moved?

How can such a wonderful person live up to him?

Zhao Jing said suddenly, "You feed me the medicine, so I will take it."

Xie'er didn't understand what it meant, "I'm just feeding you."

Zhao Jing raised his eyebrows.

"You little southern barbarian~ Do you still need your adoptive father to teach you things like sentimentality?"

He stuffed the pill in Xie'er's hand into Xie'er's mouth, and immediately stretched out his hand to press the back of Xie'er's neck, and leaned forward by himself.

Between lips and teeth colliding, Zhao Jing took the pill again.

Yes, taking medicine in this way, the little pills become delicious~

"Have you learned it? From now on, feed the medicine like this."

As Zhao Jing said, he stuffed the small medicine bottle into Xie'er's skirt again.

Zhao Jing has changed his mind now. Now that he is the leader of the Five Lakes League, he will definitely have a lot of work, so it is better to put the medicine on Xie'er and let him remind himself to remember to take the medicine.

Three times a day, and get a kiss every time.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to kiss three times a day?

Xie'er reached out and took out the small medicine bottle from the skirt of his clothes. He was a little dazed holding this white jade gourd.

Zhao Jing was not too familiar with the clothes of the ancients, when he just stuffed the medicine bottle, he stuffed it directly into Xie'er's inner garment, where the heart was.

The white jade gourd was cold and directly touched Xie'er's skin.

This kind of touch made Xie'er tremble.

The body temperature of scorpions is slightly lower than that of ordinary people, and their own research on medicine, poisonous insects, etc. are also creatures without temperature.

He always felt that he should be cold-blooded.

It's just that no matter how cold-blooded a person is, if he puts the person he admires in his heart, his heart will be warm even at the slightest bit.

Xie'er's eyes were slightly red, and he silently put away the small medicine bottle.

Seeing that Xie'er was silent, Zhao Jing was a little worried.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhao Jing held Xie'er's hand.

"Why are your hands so cold? Stepfather will help you warm up."

Xie'er's hand is one knuckle smaller than Zhao Jing's, so Zhao Jing can completely wrap his big hand around Xie'er's.

The warm current from the palm continuously spread to those cold, white hands.

Zhao Jing rubbed Xie'er's hands twice again.

"Why isn't it warm?"

He simply took Xie'er's hand and breathed directly on the pair of fingers carved out of white jade.

This little scorpion, with such cold hands, wonder if his body is also cold?If so, wouldn't all the work of warming the bed in the future be his own, Zhao Jing's?

"Are you considering wearing a pair of long johns?" Zhao Jing said, he felt that the tone of his words was really like an old father.

Xie'er stared at Zhao Jing with a smile and said, "It's already very warm."

He pointed to the location of his heart.

"It's warm here."

Zhao Jing hooked Xie'er's nose.

"You little Nanban~"

Xie'er glanced at the hourglass on the desk, seeing that it was getting late, she left Zhao Jing's arms in a sensible way, and no longer got tired of him.

"It's late at night, foster father should go to bed earlier."

Only then did Zhao Jing remember that before he went back to his room, he helped Xie'er get something to eat.

"Xie'er, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I brought you something delicious~ hehe."

When he took out the handkerchief holding the dim sum from his arms, he found that the dim sum had been crushed.

The two of them stuck together just now, they were so tight, it's no wonder the pastry didn't break!

The smile froze on Zhao Jing's face, and his mustache moved.

"Ah, this..."

Too embarrassing.

Xie'er didn't care at all, he took out a piece of snack from the handkerchief and ate it with great relish.

Zhao Jing burst into tears.

My little scorpion is also very easy to feed.

If the Wuhu League or the Taihu Sword Sect really go bankrupt in the future, I should still be able to afford him.

Nonsence!

With me, Zhao Jing, how could I go bankrupt!

I want to go against the sky and change my fate, and help the poor!