Abandoned son to become god

At this time, the sky had gradually dimmed, and the faint sunlight shone on the promenade in front of the palace gate. He put his fingertips on the door, and for a moment he didn't dare to open the door.

At that time, there were so many people in the market, Master may have known about it, and I wonder if he felt that he was overreaching.

Thinking about this period of time carefully, he seemed to have been dragged down by his master all the time, so he couldn't help being a little bored.

Suddenly, the door opened from the inside, and a strong warmth came oncoming.

Shen Qi raised his head and saw Zong Heng in a white robe, sitting upright with a handsome and cold face. The desk in front of him was filled with hot food, lingering in his eyes, seeming to melt the coolness in it. A few points.

Shen Qi only felt his heart beat a little faster, and his face was flushed red by the warmth, for a moment, he didn't dare to look up at the magnificent person in front of him.

Zong Heng had never seen such a shy Shen Qi. Thinking of the rumors he heard in Youshi, he frowned slightly and said, "Why are you standing at the door, but you are injured?"

After speaking, he wanted to get up.

Shen Qi's heart trembled slightly, and all his wild thoughts were thrown away by him, and he crashed into Zong Heng's arms like a cannonball, the corners of his lips raised, his eyes sparkled, and said: "Master, if I get hurt, you will save me for me." Revenge?"

Zong Heng helped the desk that was almost knocked down. Hearing this, he frowned even deeper. He wanted to get him out of his arms, but Shen Qi hugged him tightly. In the end, Zong Heng could only let Shen Qi go. Irregular.

He said: "Tomorrow, as a teacher, I will tell the Wang family."

In an instant, Shen Qi's eyes turned red, and he stuffed himself deeper into Zong Heng's arms, feeling as if his throat was stuffed with cotton, and he didn't want to say any more words.

He thought, if being hated by his parents, loathed by his peers, and ridiculed by the world can be exchanged for his master's love for him, then he is willing.

He is willing to live a miserable life all his life.

As long as Master always stands by his side.

"Is it so uncomfortable?" Zong Heng has never been so close to a person before. Feeling a body temperature different from his own, he just felt at a loss. She hugged him tightly, and gently stroked his little head with the palm of her hand.

Shen Qiqiang suppressed his desire for pain, and raised his head from Zong Heng's arms, with a red nose, looking pitiful and cute, like a small animal that urgently needs to be comforted.

Originally Zong Heng hated this kind of thing the most, but at this moment his heart softened inexplicably, he said: "Or, I won't go, in Wuliang Palace, I can teach you as a teacher."

"That won't work." Shen Qi wiped his face rudely with his sleeve, and said, "Since I have made an agreement with Wang Lin, I must work hard and not lose face of Master."

After finishing speaking, he crawled out of Zong Heng's arms, sat obediently on the side, next to Zong Heng, and said: "And I have already planned to become the No. , but I don’t have time to cook for Master, so Master don’t miss me too much.”

Zong Heng raised his brows, and just about to speak, Shen Qi handed him the white jade bowl on the case table, took advantage of the situation and picked up a few dishes, and said earnestly, "Although it's not the food cooked by the apprentice, it's still considered a meal." So-so, master, you must not be picky about food, you know?"

Zong Heng didn't say anything more.

Shen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and began to despise himself, but the master really became more tolerant towards him, which made him want to push forward!

So that night, Shen Qi appeared outside Zong Heng's bedroom with the jade pillow and quilt in his arms.