Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 19

"Let's go." The old man Xuanji looked up at the still swaying branches nonchalantly, and waved his hand: "Don't worry, disciple, that person has been hiding in secret for a long time, and I can feel that the person has no malicious intentions, but seems to be Protect you, otherwise the teacher would have photographed him and thrown him out, and I don't know who sent him. I didn't expect my good apprentice to be so popular!"

The more the old man talked, the happier he was. His apprentice was popular, and his face was bright.

Shang Mo rolled his eyes at the foolish old urchin, and suddenly, a cunning and shrewdness flashed in those beautiful eyes, and the old man Xuanji shuddered suddenly, with hairs on his back, why did he feel that this little girl was plotting against him?

"Grandpa." Shang Mo's soft voice was pleasant and docile, which made the old man's heart itch and felt comfortable for a while, but the old man didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and looked defensively at this little girl whose attitude suddenly changed. This girl is very ghostly. , dangerous, very dangerous!
Seeing the virtue of the old man, Shang Mo suddenly smiled: "Grandpa, you also said that Mo'er is pitiful, and I can't finish all the work today, why don't you help me?"

"Haha, little girl, the moon is dark and the wind is high, go to bed early. Come back another day for the teacher." The old man laughed dryly twice, and was frightened by Shang Mo, staggered into the wind, and slipped away in a blink of an eye.

Shang Mo curled his lips: "No loyalty."

Shang Mo glared at the direction in which the old man Xuanji was escaping. Just now, he was yelling affectionately at each of his disciples, but now he ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye. What a shame!
"Seventh girl, who are you scolding?"

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded, and the sound of steady footsteps appeared at the gate of the yard. Shang Mo was startled, and immediately saw Brother Yan's elegant and elegant figure appearing in his sight. The night in the sky was particularly dark, and the clear moon set off Especially bright, brother Yan is wearing a moon white suit today, the white shirt is upright, the young man who appears in his line of sight with the light behind his back is gentle and clear, as if he will go home in the next second, he is so chic that he does not leave a trace of nostalgia for the world.

Shang Mo rubbed his eyes and opened them again. Unable to get intoxicated by himself, he blurted out: "I fell into the world by mistake!"

"Seven girls?" Shang Yan frowned, looking at the dirty little guy, then at the mess in the yard and the dung buckets piled up like a mountain, his heart felt like something hit him immediately, Jun's face showed nothing. Undisguisedly showing full of distress, he was about to walk towards Shang Mo.

Shang Mo suddenly came back to his senses, just now he was dizzy and unconscious from hunger, seeing Shang Yan's plain white figure approaching her, Shang Mo was startled and stretched out his arms to stop her Posture: "Don't come here, I'm smelly and dirty."

Shang Yan shook his head with a wry smile, that slender figure didn't seem to hear Shang Mo's words at all, a warm breath rushed towards him, the wind carried the unique medicinal fragrance on his body, a warm and slender hand suddenly moved Gently covering the back of Shang Mo's head, he gently took her into his arms, hugged the little girl who was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and her hoarse voice was full of distress: "You don't smell bad Not dirty."

so warm...

Shang Mo's heart was moved, the young man was originally dressed in white and spotless, but now he was stinky and dirty by himself.

Shang Mo raised his head and saw the boy's gentle eyes flashing with deep pity. Shang Mo was taken aback for a moment, then exaggeratedly pulled away an innocent and bright smile, and comforted the boy: "Brother Yan, I don't care at all. I'm not tired, look, I'm fine now, but it stinks a bit, hey!" As he said, Shang Mo pinched his nose, puffed his cheeks, and said angrily, "Brother Yan, you're dirty too, go back and wash, you If you don’t leave, I’m going to be angry.”

Are you kidding me, the beautiful boy is present, and Shang Mo's desire to protect is strongly aroused in her, how can the frail and sickly beautiful boy stay in such a smoky place.

"Even if you are going through hardships, wouldn't it be better to have someone to accompany you?" Shang Yan slightly bent his lips, raised a hand and patted Shang Mo's head fondly, completely ignoring Shang Mo's words, and walked straight past her Go, bent down to pick up the brush on the ground, and sat down on the small stool where Shang Mo had been sitting.

When the thin and handsome young man in white clothes walked past Shang Mo, his gentle eyes suddenly sank, and returned to normal in just an instant, as warm as the wind.He made an oath even more secretly in his heart, as long as the person he cares about, he will never let her be wronged again, even if he has to suffer, he will not let that little guy bear it alone.One day, those who hurt Qiyatou will pay a heavy price.

Shang Yan's sudden behavior frightened Shang Mo. She blinked her eyes and stared blankly at the handsome young man in white who was sitting there cleaning the excrement bucket. Touching such dirty water, a person who is as dusty as if he belonged to the sky, and a pile of the most filthy things on the ground, Shang Mo only felt that these damn things blasphemed her brother Yan!

There are many people in this world who are willing to share joys and sorrows, but how many are willing to share hardships with you?

Shang Mo's heart was severely attacked by the warm current, and he softened his always vigilant and shrewd eyes, his whole body trembled, then he bent his eyes sincerely, ran over to the boy with big strides, and wrapped his small arms around the boy from behind. The boy's neck jumped up and down and hugged the boy.

Shang Yan felt a lump of soft stuff suddenly jump on his back, and then the little guy rushed over, rubbed his soft face against the boy's neck, and hung his small arms and legs on him.

Shang Mo raised his eyebrows with a handsome face, and his immature childish voice revealed unprecedented embarrassment: "Brother Yan, don't worry, I will protect you for the rest of your life."

Shang Mo has always regarded Shang Yan as the best little subject, and this time it aroused her desire to protect. If the young man knew these thoughts in Shang Mo's heart, he would probably want to cry without tears. Say in front of a man that you want to protect him.

"Okay." Shang Yan shook his head dumbfounded, unwilling to explain, and followed Shang Mo's words, but secretly added in his heart: "Brother Yan will protect you and protect you for the rest of your life."

When Shang Yan left the yard, it was already Yin time, Shang Mo yawned greatly, saying that she was not an iron man, he didn't even believe it, he didn't eat, drink or sleep, and in a blink of an eye, it was almost dawn again.

Sitting lazily under the tree and watching the domestic servants carrying away the cleaned excrement buckets one by one, Shang Mo was about to get up and take a bath in cold water to wash off his filth.

"Wait!"

A rough voice sounded behind him, Shang Mo squinted his eyes, tilted his head and turned around, and looked innocently at the old woman who was still looking for trouble: "Could it be that mother has any orders?"

(End of this chapter)