Zhan Jiu's aggrieved little pitiful look disappeared in an instant, and he picked up the paper towel on the ground and put it in the innermost small bag dedicated to garbage.

Then he threw himself on his back with open arms, hugged his neck, rubbed his two calves, and the whole person hung on his back.

Fu Yusheng realized that although she looked soft and her little face was round, she was very light and not tired to carry.

Xiao Jiu's entire head was against his left ear, moving around from time to time, blowing hot gas.

Such close contact made him very repulsive to every cell in his body, but he had already promised to carry it, and it was really hard to throw it away.

Zhan Jiu had sweat on her body, and the smell shouldn't be good, but to his surprise, the smell from her body was very sweet.

A unique fragrance that is somewhat familiar.

This fragrance,For a while, he forgot about it.,She's a serious mud strip teasing him.。。

Gradually, the sound of her even breathing could be heard in my ears.

Call.

Call.

Call......

Fu Yusheng: "......"

His eyes sank, and for a moment, he wanted to throw her out.

At this time, Fanyin took a few steps back and came to him: "Little donor, hand over Xiao Jiu to me." ”

Fu Yusheng has always been in awe of the highly respected monks, stretched his eyebrows, and nodded: "Okay." ”

After that, Fanyin hugged Zhan Jiu over and asked her to lie on his shoulder.

The little girl snorted dissatisfiedly, hugged his neck, rubbed it, found a comfortable position, pouted sweetly, and fell asleep again.

Fu Yusheng rubbed his somewhat sore neck, and as a result, his fingertips touched something hot and wet, which was the saliva of the little monk.

Junxiu's little face instantly darkened, and in the future, it would never be possible to carry her again.

And the culprit at this moment, he chirped a few times and slept very sweetly.

Fanyin could see that the little benefactor didn't like Xiao Jiu, and maybe few people could get into his eyes.

Although he was only nine years old, more often than not, he didn't look like a child.

Fanyin carried Zhan Jiu to the foot of the mountain, her small body moved, and she finally woke up.

Zhan Jiu yawned in a daze and rubbed against Fanyin's shoulder.

How can the shoulders of the little donor be as spacious and comfortable as Master's?

"Awake?"

The little girl was stunned for a while, as if she was still asleep: "Master? ”

Sanskrit nodded slightly.

Zhan Jiu rubbed his sleepy eyes, then moved his little body, got off the ground, and then looked at Fu Yusheng, who was not in a good mood, and ran over with his little short legs.

She walked in front of him and stopped, only then did she look up at him, her eyes were shining, and she said softly: "Little donor, next time you are tired, let me go to the ground, don't let my master hug me." ”

Fu Yusheng didn't want to pay attention to her.

Hearing no response, Zhan Jiu was not annoyed, and returned to the master, pulling him to the side of the stone, wanting him to rest for a while.

Seeing that he was about to sit down, he stopped him, took out a tissue from the crossbody canvas bag on his back, laid it out for him, and then said, "Okay, Master, please take a seat." ”

Subsequently, Zhan Jiu opened the bag and found that the tissues had run out, and there were still a few left, which were better than nothing.

Then, he walked over and laid it out for him, with a sweet smile: "Little donor, thank you for carrying me just now." ”

Fu Yusheng looked at her obedient little appearance and just wanted to wipe her saliva.

Zhan Jiu didn't wait for him to come back, so he trotted to the master's side, beat him on the back one by one, and asked with a distressed frown: "Master, your lumbar spine is not good, and you carried me for so far, does it hurt?" ”

Fanyin shook her head, pursed her thin lips, and touched her little head: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Zhan Jiu puffed out his cheeks and said, "You can't carry me in the future, when I grow taller and have more strength, I will carry you on the way down the mountain." ”

Fanyin gently touched her little bald head again, this time, without speaking, Xiao Jiu was about to return to her father's side, this sentence sounded to him, his heart was warm and uncomfortable.

Zhan Jiu knew that the master was reluctant to let her go so far, tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly looked at Fu Yusheng.

Then, she had an idea and said sweetly: "Master, Master, let the little donor carry me in the future~"