The Guardian rescued a particularly cute cat in the dark, and in order to make up for the guilt of the cat's grandfather, he planned to raise it as a baby.
"Pull it out, I want Huahua." Xu Xiaomiao was three years old.
The guardian used a red moon sickle that was as sharp as clay to cut all the flowers in the park next door and took them home.
"Pull out, I want a plane." Xu Xiaomiao is ten years old.
The Guardian Lord sold the high-grade energy stones that others were asking for and exchanged them for wallets to go to the largest airport in the city.
"Dad, I want that brother." Xu Xiaomiao is eighteen years old.
So...
"Eat."
Li Xiran looked at the handsome and cold stranger standing in front of him with an unknown green pill in his hand, slightly confused, "What is this?"
"Chun medicine." The uncle was cool and cold. "After taking it, I will take you to my son's bed. Don't leave any marks on it. It's your honor."
"..." Li Xiran's heart was cold.
I don't know who the protagonist is, so you can decide for yourself.
1V1 Shuangjie, a Buddhist author.