Chapter 12 Fruits

Before this, Deng Baoying had seen the information of the so-called "cub".

[...Preliminary judgment is that it is an orphan cub, with serious memory and common sense loss, and it is speculated that it may have been subjected to transformation experiments. ]

[Currently has no blood relatives, and the data about it in the database is blank. It is necessary to apply for permission to check with the higher level of the Supervision Department. ]

The information content is not much, and the pitiful fragility and helplessness of the person being recorded can be seen between the lines.

No one would have thought that such a lonely and helpless cub.

It was the supreme god who he had not seen for seven thousand years.

When he first saw the girl, Deng Baoying was almost in a trance for a moment.

Fu Jiao had never appeared in the form of a cub. The supreme god a thousand years ago always looked like an adult woman. His appearance was not particularly beautiful, at most he was pretty, and when he smiled, his unique golden eyes would bend and shine.

When they first met, he was still young and exhausted. Even though the divine blood saved his life, Deng Baoying was still thinner than an ordinary cub. Long-term abuse and beatings made him emaciated. If it weren't for his carnivorous body, he probably wouldn't have survived until the day when the Supreme God descended.

Fu Jiao personally carried him out of the wilderness.

The adult female image was relaxed and gentle, and the white robe seemed to be impervious to any filth in the world. The little lion griffon nestled in her arms shyly and guiltily, huddling as much as possible, fearing that the blood-stained little lion griffon would make the Supreme Being show even a trace of disgust and contempt. The wolf-like lion griffon cub really didn't look very suitable for her.

However, Fu Jiao didn't care about that.

She even joked with him naturally, shaking the cub's weak body, and then commented: "Too thin."

Deng Baoying still remembers the warmth of that embrace. The little lion griffon sniffed and quietly buried his face in the Supreme God's shoulder.

A tear fell into the faint light emitted by the divine power and disappeared completely.

——But now, everything seems to have turned upside down.

The reliable, steady, dignified and calm adult has become him, and the Supreme God who once leaned down to touch his head with soft words has become a young cub.

The black-haired, golden-eyed girl was wearing ostentatious clothes that didn't fit her, and the moment she looked into his eyes, there was undisguised surprise and confusion in her eyes.

Deng Baoying.

It was Deng Baoying.

Fu Jiao expected Deng Baoying to be grown up now, but she never dreamed that the grown-up little lion griffon... would be like this.

Neither the loneliness of childhood nor the gloom of youth, the man with long platinum hair has a handsome face and sharp features. When he is used to the calm and noble temperament of a superior, his light golden eyes, with eyelashes like bird feathers, are slightly raised. Even if there is no ripple, it still carries an extremely aggressive and fierce look. He

is tall and has long legs, and his snow-white military uniform is full of oppression.

Just sitting there is enough to make the huge rest room silent.

...

The Supreme God has certainly simulated the scene of reuniting with his own children.

Fu Jiao can accept anger or sadness, contempt or hatred. People who leave without saying goodbye have no right to find fault with old friends.

But it was just like this, just like this in such an undignified way, she saw the little lion-griffon she raised.

It was just like this.

Fu Jiao closed her eyes cruelly, unwilling to face the sad and embarrassing reality. Time seemed to be in a shocking stagnation, and even the trembling breathing of the team members behind her could be heard clearly.

The Supreme God opened his eyes slightly and carefully, and saw that a tall shadow had already fallen over his head.

The shadow of the lamp was standing in front of her.

The long, platinum-colored, brilliant hair fell to the waist, like moonlight flowing down from a distant galaxy.

The leather gloves were taken off, and the slender, pale, bony palms gently touched her cheek.

The Supreme God's pupils shrank slightly as he watched the man bend down and kneel on one knee as devoutly as usual. Behind the door, from an angle that no one could see, Deng Baoying took her hand, lowered his eyes, and touched the back of the Lord's hand with his cold lips.

It was like a kiss on the hand that was like selling one's soul to the devil.

"......So, it's true."

Fu Jiao heard Deng Baoying's hoarse, slightly trembling voice, like a madman talking to himself.

"You're back?"

"......"

The Supreme God exhaled deeply and closed his eyes.

Fu Jiao reached out and touched the hot divine pattern engraved on his pale skin at the collar, and pressed her forehead against his forehead.

Seven thousand years ago, when the little griffon didn't want to sleep by himself and rushed onto her bed like a frightened bird, the Supreme God comforted him like this.

She touched his palm, his forehead, and whispered the name she had given him.

"I'm here, Baoying."

"I'm here."

At the moment when cold and warmth touched, the Supreme God in the form of a girl heard the powerful heartbeat of the griffon.

Beat.

Beat.

Rapid and loud.

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"Sir... that..."

Hearing the adjutant's cautious voice, which was trembling with gritted teeth after a long period of thinking, Deng Baoying turned his eyes away from the document and said calmly: "Go ahead."

"The relevant procedures have been handled, and the director of the M31 Galaxy Inspection Bureau has also received a follow-up notice. The Audit Department will hold him accountable based on the degree of his violation."

The adjutant paused for a few seconds and tried to make his voice more official.

"Well, I will personally review the follow-up accountability, and the issue of the transfer of pensions will also be strictly investigated by the action team in various galaxies." Deng Baoying nodded slightly, very satisfied with the speed of his subordinates. He put down a piece of paper and gave instructions without looking up.

"Okay, sir." The adjutant responded.

"Anything else?"

"...Yes."

The adjutant closed his eyes tightly, and under the gaze of his subordinates who were terrified in the lounge, he still became the first to speak out.

"Sir, we have been here for two hours. The news spread quickly. A large number of reporters and media have gathered outside the door... Excuse me for saying so much, but when will we, uh... go back? The rest area and bedroom on the starship have been cleaned up..."

Deng Baoying did not answer immediately, but turned a page steadily, and his forearm tightened slightly unconsciously.

So Fu Jiao's small struggle was subtly suppressed by the tightened forearm. She wanted to say something but hesitated, and continued to look pitifully and pleadingly at the upright adjutant Xiao Qingshe beside her.

Yes.

Fu Jiao was now being held in Deng Baoying's arms.

And this was definitely not her own will.

If you want to hate her, hate her now for her young appearance with short legs and short height, which looks basically the same as a malnourished cub. Deng Baoying, who had been trained and baptized by battles for a long time

, was calm and didn't even say anything. He just waved his hand and asked someone to change her into comfortable clothes. After changing clothes, the man came over, picked her up with one hand and pressed her to the seat next to him. He sat on the sofa so calmly and read the documents of the Inspectorate in a businesslike manner.

...Too close.

Normally speaking, three meters is a very polite social distance that normal people will not feel offended.

The instinct of living things rarely allows strange beings to break through this distance and approach themselves, especially the more ferocious large carnivorous subspecies.

Even the adjutant who usually runs around with Deng Baoying in various star regions for work rarely breaks through this safe distance that everyone knows.

"..." The eyes of everyone in the living room began to become a little subtle.

Staring at a group of strange eyes, even Fu Jiao, who is a calm person, felt a little anxious.

So the Supreme God chose to use his eyes to reprimand the adult version of the lion griffon who had just reunited. The latter lowered his eyes and remained silent, pretending not to see it, but his heartbeat and body temperature were significantly increased. So Fu Jiao further chose to symbolically move out. Deng Baoying not only did not react, but even pushed the small red fruit on the table in front of her.

Fu Jiao had never seen this kind of fruit, and couldn't help but look at the fruit plate twice more. The lion griffon calmly put down a page of paper.

He started to peel the fruit for her.

"....."

The atmosphere in the living room was like a dead cemetery. The expressions on everyone's faces were different, but they were all equally wonderful.

Fu Jiao silently turned her head and whispered from between her teeth: "Deng Baoying."

The man didn't react. He continued to peel the crystal clear little red fruit for her lightly, as if his sensitive hearing had completely failed in an instant.

But Fu Jiao swore that he clearly saw that the corner of the lion's mouth slightly curled up by one millimeter.

......Is this really the well-educated, taciturn, good boy I raised in the past?

What on earth did the years do to you, Deng Baoying.

Why do I feel that you have changed from the only pure white jasmine lion's griffon to a disgusting man-eating plant.

Forget it.

It must be that the little lion griffon has not seen him for too long and feels insecure.

This is also his fault, just give him some way.

The Supreme God found a reason to convince himself, and sighed guiltily again, tolerantly tolerating the other party's approach.

But in Fu Jiao's eyes, this is the behavior of a raised cub who has lost his sense of security and fled to the forest.

In the eyes of others, the current scene is quite weird.

The reception hall was silent throughout the whole process. The team leaders and members of each group stood aside in silence, holding their breath and watching the whole process.

Including this being who stood at the highest point of federal power, he took the initiative to bend down, and with a natural and calm expression, he peeled the whole plate of fruit for her.

Seeing Fu Jiao slowly finishing the plate of fruit, Deng Baoying seemed satisfied and spoke, "Green."

The adjutant stepped forward upon hearing the voice and replied in a low voice, "Sir."

"Prepare to locate the star field route and return directly to the headquarters of the Capital Star Inspectorate," Deng Baoying stood up, his tone returning to his usual calm and indifferent tone. His eyes swept across the light screen that the director of the M31 Galaxy Inspectorate had just hurriedly closed, his pupils narrowed slightly, "We'll discuss other things later."

"Yes, sir."

Green nodded, temporarily suppressing his other complicated thoughts, turned around and walked out of the reception hall to report to the door.

Seeing the Buddha was leaving, the Rabbit Ear Captain, who was currently the highest-ranking person in the reception hall, stood up and wanted to see him off, but was waved by the shadow in the light. The lord did not care about these empty formalities, but turned around and stretched out his hand to Fu Jiao who was standing behind him, motioning her to hold it.

Or in other words, in the entire reception hall, he only had the Supreme God in his eyes.

The rest were just insignificant decorations that did not harm the elegance, nothing more.