Hold a child who can't walk on a mountain road.

Even if it's a little girl.

There is nothing wrong with that.

No one will say anything.

At most, Master, you are really pampered by your little apprentice.

Apprentice...

Accept a little girl with different internal strength as an apprentice...... Since ancient times, immortals and demons have not been separated.

Su Zhiyue is a teacher that everyone admires.

For thousands of years, upright and self-reliant, who is this little girl...... He doesn't know.

Partial to him...

should be wiped out with one palm before she is young and has not yet broken into a catastrophe...... is the right way.

It is the responsibility of immortal cultivators.

Su Zhiyue's ethereal figure stood in front of the little girl who was about to be hugged with her little arms outstretched.

The mountain wind whistled and his clothes fluttered.

He carried the light on his back.

Behind him is an endless staircase, far away from the dome, as if to warn everyone to take one wrong step and break their bones.

The long eyelashes are slightly constricted, and the light does not penetrate the bottom of his eyes.

I can't see what he's thinking at the moment.

Reach fingertips under wide sleeves.

He bent over.

The slightly cool big hand pinched the little girl's ......

The heart of the system is tight!

…… Slender waist.

[Whew!] 】

The system let out a long sigh of relief.

It almost thought just now that Su Zhiyue had found something and was going to break Dumb Bao's little neck.

The little girl is very light.

It didn't take much effort to pick it up.

Dangling, her little thin legs naturally curled up.

Clamping his ......

Waist.

Su Zhiyue's waist trembled.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, the light of the quiet eyes suddenly met her soft face that was close at hand.

Little girl.

Categorically will not tell him to think about what he shouldn't have.

What's more, he is still a cold and self-sustaining immortal cultivator for thousands of years.

It's just that he's never held a child, this posture...

Later, he occasionally saw a village woman holding a child at the foot of the mountain.

I know.

Like he just did, he directly carried someone's small waist and lifted them up, and her calf must climb something to stabilize.

He should have put one hand around the knee first.

Then hold the small back of the person with one hand.

Then there is no such inexplicable shameful embarrassment.

Blame him only.

For thousands of years, a single man has really no life experience.

Su Zhiyue originally walked to meditate, but at this moment, holding a little girl like this, Jing couldn't be quiet.

Energetic together.

Take off.

Ah Chan's small body was startled, and his misty eyes were rounded: "Gray, gray? ”

Thin arms and thin legs hugged him even more.

I'm afraid that the little girl will accidentally drop her.

But the feeling of flying...

reminded her that when the little girl used to be a brain axe, he ran wantonly on her back.

In just a moment, we have reached the top of the mountain.

When Ah Chan was put down, he was still unsatisfied.

The little hand grabbed Su Zhiyue's sleeve, and the black eyes were as excited as the spring water: "Shihu, Shihu, I still want to be gray!" ”

Ash?

Su Zhiyue's eyebrows frowned slightly.

seems to be thinking about what she means by this fairy tale.

I saw her little hand stretched out, wavy and gesturing: "Gray, gray!" ”

Seeing that he didn't understand, Xu Shi's little white face turned red and wrinkled.

"Gray, gray, bird, gray gray~"

Su Zhiyue......

Su Zhiyue smiled.

Since turning into a god, he has never experienced seven emotions and six desires, and he has long been unaware of what a smile from the bottom of his heart is.

Pursing her lips slightly.

The lips rippled, and the spring breeze turned into snow.

has been melting into the bottom of the waveless eyes, blurring away the thin ice of cold love.

Warm and silent, the wind is rippling...

Ah Chan's little arm paused.

As if he had forgotten about the matter, his small mouth opened slightly, staring blankly at his smile.