Marshal Spoils Sweetheart Baby

[Please collect it^v^! Jiang Xiaoqiong is a poor person in the ninth district of the interstellar world. As his name suggests, he is extremely poor. There are three pairs of pants, each knee is patched, and the last patch is patched again. The thickness is amazing. He calls it "multi-layered protection." He eats three meals a day and relies on scraping expired nutritional ointment to survive. His biggest asset is a white, shiny white mink. He eats bran-throated vegetables, and the mink eats fresh minced meat. He wears rags, and his mink hair is as shiny as satin. The neighbor persuaded him to sell the mink in exchange for half a year's rations. He hugged the mink tightly and said with a serious face: "I can treat myself badly, but I can't let myself eat chaffy vegetables." Neighbor:? Until one day, the mink ran away. Jiang Xiaoqiong chased for three streets in the heavy rain with bare feet, watching helplessly as his baby disappeared towards the city center. The cheapest meal there was enough for him to collect scrap metal for a month. When the mink was found, it was nestled in a man's arms. The man was dressed in a black military uniform with complicated epaulettes, and his aura was so cold that it could freeze the flowers outside the window to death. As for his mink, not only did he not lose weight, he also gained weight. His hair was shiny and reflective, and he even had a double chin. Jiang Xiaoqiong looked through the glass window for a while, then looked down at his patched trousers covered in dust, and then at the little white ferret that had been pampered and made smooth. "It's following me, and it's really useless." He smiled, turned around and left. Then he fell down and fell unconscious. When I woke up again, there was a man in military uniform sitting beside the bed, holding his mink in his arms. One man and one mink had exactly the same expression, and they both looked at him expressionlessly. "Is that your mink?" The man asked. Jiang Xiaoqiong reached out to hug him, but the other party slightly avoided him. "You can't take it away for the time being. The condition of your picture is too bad, and it will collapse with it when it goes back." Jiang Xiaoqiong: "What should we do?" Man: "Move here and recuperate with it." Jiang Xiaoqiong: "... I don't have money to pay the rent." Man: "Do you think I lack your share of the rent?" Later, Jiang Xiaoqiong learned that the man who picked up his mink was Lu Xiaoman, the youngest marshal of the Federation. Only later did he realize that his mink had not run away because he disliked poverty and loved wealth, but had gone to find a way to survive for him. Until the day of the awakening test, Jiang Xiaoqiong stared at the glowing tree in his picture and asked cautiously: "How much is this worth? Can I finally get rid of poverty?" Lu Xiaoman glanced at him: "If you stay here, everything will be yours." Jiang Xiaoqiong: "Including you?" Lu Xiaoman was silent for three seconds: "Including." Small theater ① As we all know, the security of the Marshal's Mansion is very tight. There are mechanical dogs patrolling the west gate at night and equipped with A-level anesthesia teeth. The bite doesn't hurt, just sleep for a day. The night Jiang Xiaoqiong ran away, he walked to the back door in the dark with bare feet. The little white ferret in his arms suddenly jumped out and ran towards the study without looking back. Jiang Xiaoqiong: "Why are you running!" The marten ignored him. Looking up, at the door of the study, Lu Xiaoman was holding tea, and the white ferret was squatting at his feet wagging its tail. "The running direction is not right. There is a patrolling mechanical dog at the west gate." Lu Xiaoman said. Jiang Xiaoqiong said harshly: "A-level anesthesia for teeth. It won't hurt if you bite it. You can sleep for a day." Lu Xiaoman took a sip of tea and said, "The new one is C-level. I can't sleep after biting it, but it hurts a lot." Jiang Xiaoqiong: "..." Angry. I can't beat him, I can't run away, and I don't dare to scold him. Lu Xiaoman: ^v^ Later, Jiang Xiaoqiong learned that the mechanical dog at the west gate only recognized him and Lu Xiaoman. When someone else comes, it really bites. When he comes, the mechanical dog will lie down and turn its belly. Jiang Xiaoqiong: "So you were bluffing me again that day?" Lu Xiaoman: "Yeah. Your expression is very interesting." Small theater② One night there was a thunderstorm, and Jiang Xiaoqiong was awakened. He stood barefoot at Lu Xiaoman's door for five minutes, and the door opened from the inside. "You have been standing for five minutes." Lu Xiaoman said, "Your mental power fluctuates so much that I can feel it through the door." Jiang Xiaoqiong bravely climbed onto the bed, as stiff as a board. Lu Xiaoman's mental energy flooded over him like moonlight, and his tense nerves relaxed little by little. "Marshal Lu." Jiang Xiaoqiong whispered, "The thing I want to protect is not the mink or the picture." He took a deep breath: "It's you." Lu Xiaoman was quiet for a long time. "Same." Jiang Xiaoqiong's heart was beating wildly, and he gently grabbed a corner of his nightgown in the darkness: "Then can I sleep like this tonight?" Lu Xiaoman didn't say anything. After a few seconds, he reached out and pulled him closer together with the quilt. The little white ferret jumped onto the bed at some point and formed a ball between the two of them. Its tail rested on the back of Jiang Xiaoqiong's hand, as if to say: Okay, stop making noise and go to sleep. Reading Guide ·Interstellar Sentinel, the cold marshal attack × the healing system that is so poor that only the ferret is left, the spiritual black beast × the white ferret. Two-way salvation, short-term protection literature. Strong in the early stage of attack, counterattack by awakening in the later stage, growth type. If the baby cannot accept it, exit immediately! If you are poor and weak in the early stage, you will gradually become stronger. You will cry in the early stage and protect your husband in the later stage. ·Accept well-intentioned suggestions and please don't scold the characters (T^T) Intention: Everyone will be favored by the stars.