I scan all things and recruit three thousand disciples from the Great Emperor!

Early in the morning, Yang Xiu woke up from the bed, looked at the little guy who was still sleeping next to him, smiled faintly, and carefully folded the quilt for her. Then Yang Xiu got out of bed and walked into the bathroom lightly, his hands and feet were very light and did not wake up the little guy on the bed.

Yang Xiu finished washing and changed his clothes, and closed the door softly. I went to make breakfast for a few people.,I don't know if it was because I slept too late last night.,The reason why I didn't go to the heart of the mountain didn't dream of that weird space.。

And although it was very late last night, Yang Xiu still got up early today to prepare breakfast for a few people. After all, there was Paimon's little guy, and the amount of breakfast alone was more than the sum of several people's meals.

And when Yang Xiu was busy and in full swing, the little guy in Yang Xiu's room slowly woke up, stretched out his hand and grabbed it on the side, but he didn't find Yang Xiu's figure, his little eyebrows wrinkled, stretched out his little hand and rubbed his eyes, and looked around curiously and found that there was no Yang Xiu, "Where did Brother Yang Xiu go?" That's

right, this little guy is naturally Little Klee (hum, what do you think!!)

What? Indeed, it was quite late to set off the fireworks. Is there any problem, Prisoner-Bearer?

, Little Klee got up and got out of bed, sleepy-eyed, and walked out of the room, using muscle memory, in the direction of the kitchen.

As soon as Yang Xiu put the plate in his hand on the table, he saw little Klee walking towards him like a red panda. Hurriedly ran over and picked up little Klee and said, "Did little Klee wake up, how did you sleep comfortably?"

Klee felt that it was Yang Xiu's embrace, then pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "It's uncomfortable, every time Klee gets up, Brother Yang Xiu is not by Klee's side, Klee is very unhappy." "

Hehe, little Klee is not good for her brother, and my brother promises not to do this again next time, okay?" Yang Xiu touched Klee's little head and said with a smile.

"Well, Brother Yang Xiu pulled the hook hook. Little Klee held out her fleshy little fingers, and determination was written all over her little face.

"Okay, good, I've lost to you, pull the hook hook. Yang Xiu had no choice but to stretch out a finger and hook up with Kleela.

Klee has to see Brother Yang Xiu every morning when she gets up. Klee pursed her lips and said in a milky voice.

"It's so cute!" Yang Xiu smiled faintly and didn't say anything, just nodded hurriedly, listening to Little Klee's "unequal treaty".

"Yawn~~"

Amber came out of the room and yawned to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Brother Yang Xiu. Sleepy-eyed greeted Yang Xiu, and it looked like he would fall asleep in the next moment.

"Little Amber is early," Yang Xiu put little Klee on the chair and turned around to see Amber's appearance, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he walked up to him expressionlessly and gave him a violent shudder.

"Peng-

" "Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

Amber covered his head with his little hands and covered the big bag of smoke on his head, squatting on the ground and looking at Yang Xiu with teary eyes, "Brother Yang Xiu, why did you beat me?"

Amber was dressed in dishevels, and even the hair ornament on her head was hastily put on.

"Hmm, people want Brother Yang Xiu to help them sort out their clothes!" said Amber pouting.

"Huh?" Yang Xiu was stunned, a little unsure of what Amber meant.

"It's like when I was a child!" Amber suddenly stood up again and looked at Yang Xiu with little stars in his eyes, "When I was a child, wasn't it all Brother Yang Xiu who helped people get dressed?"

"It's true, but you ...... now

" "Help me sort out my clothes!" Amber hugged her chest with her little hands and raised her little chin, looking like my best.

Yang Xiu: "......" Yang Xiu was powerless to complain for a while, most of the time he was used to Amber's appearance, but what can he do, his sister, well, is now a girlfriend. Yang

Xiu had no choice but to help him tidy up his clothes little by little, and even help her put on the rabbit ear hair ornament on the top of his head, and then Amber showed a satisfied smile.

"Hehe, Amber knows that Brother Yang Xiu is the best!" Amber hugged Yang Xiu, and then left a saliva mark on Yang Xiu's face.

"Hehe, huh?" Yang Xiu's face turned red and he touched the back of his head with his left hand awkwardly, a little at a loss.

"Poof-

" Amber looked at Yang Xiu's big boyish restraint, feeling a little funny, and then sat down on the chair and looked at the lotus crisp that had just been served on the table, holding his chin with his little hand, "Brother Yang Xiu, what did you eat this morning!"

"You'll know later." Yang Xiu smiled and said mysteriously.

"Eh!"

"By the way, Ying hasn't gotten up yet?" Yang Xiu said as he looked in the direction of Ying's room.

"No, something happened. Amber quietly stretched out her little hand, grabbed a lotus cake, and quickly put it into her mouth, and said vaguely.

"Amber, are you stealing food again?" Yang Xiu heard that there was something wrong with his voice, so he turned his head and stared at Amber and said.

"No, no, no. Amber hurriedly waved her hand, but she was still chewing the lotus cake in her mouth, and she didn't recognize it.

Yang Xiu shook his head and left her alone, and asked again, "What's going on?"

"It's not a big deal!" Amber swallowed the lotus cake and shrugged her shoulders, "It's this morning, Paimon didn't know why he got up so early, and when he got up, he didn't know where he got a bunch of snacks to eat, and Ying rolled over and pressed them onto those snacks.

Amber said, picking up another lotus cake and eating it, "Paimon is angry that the food was crushed, and Ying is angry when she wakes up." The two fought. But it's just a little fight, don't worry!"

"But because I couldn't stand the noise, I got up. Amber said decadently as she leaned on the table.

"Is that so?" Yang Xiu nodded and looked in the direction of Ying's room.

"Click-"

At this moment, the door slowly walked out, and Ying, who had become a chicken nest, walked out of the room, looked in the direction of the kitchen, and saw Yang Xiu standing there looking at him, so he immediately ran over and hugged Yang Xiu and cried.

"Brother Yang Xiu, Paimon bullied me, obviously I slept well, and suddenly Paimon used snacks to slap me, and even beat me. Ying said with a handful of snot and tears, as if she had really been wronged.

"Okay, okay, Yingbao doesn't cry, don't worry that your Brother Yang Xiu is here, I'll teach Paimon a lesson for you. Yang Xiu gently patted Ying's back and helped her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and finally helped her tidy up her messy hair.

"Hmm. Ying nodded.

"By the way, what about Paimon?" Yang Xiu said as he looked in the direction of the room again.

"Paimon ......" Ying spoke a little hesitantly, as if she didn't want Yang Xiu to know.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xiu said with some confusion.

"Woo woo ......" came from Ying's room, and there was a whining sound, and then a little guy with his hands and feet tied and his mouth covered with duct tape stumbled out of the room.

The moment he saw Yang Xiu, he flew into Yang Xiu's arms as if he had seen a savior, pointing to Ying who was standing next to him, whining as if he was going to say something.

Yang Xiu: "......" Yang Xiu

looked at Ying with a slightly embarrassed expression, "This is what you said Paimon bullied you?"

"This and that...... Eh, hey!" Ying pointed her fingers, her eyes wandered, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu untied the little guy, and the next moment Paimon pointed at Ying and told her about her crimes.

Yang Xiu nodded again and again when he listened, while Ying lowered his little head and didn't dare to refute.

I don't know how long I talked about it, but I had no choice but to stop because I was thirsty.

"Sniff~~ What is burning?" Paimon said as he sniffed and scratched his head.

"WC, my dry pot bacon!

Everyone: "......" is worthy of being a dry pot bacon!

(There is nothing to say, salted fish asks for electricity, flowers, praise, and pushes the book shortage ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄*₎◞ ̑̑).