Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

"Ahem, let me make it clear first, I'm fighting for justice, not for a house!" Zhuoyang coughed twice and explained.

"I understand, I understand!" The ghost nodded immediately with an expression of understanding.

"By the way, I remember you said before that we are monsters!" Zhuoyang picked his ears and asked with a smile.

"No, you heard it wrong!" The ghost shook his head and explained.

"Hehe, I still like your previous rebellious look!" Zhuoyang smiled and teased.

The ghost smiled bitterly and looked at Zhuoyang eagerly, waiting for his response.

"Hehe, how about this, you be my housekeeper first. After everything is settled, I will help you to be reincarnated!" Zhuoyang coughed twice and asked the ghost.

"By the way, what's your name?" Zhuoyang looked at the ghost and asked.

After all, it's not very polite to keep calling someone a ghost.

"My name is Mingkong!" Mingkong replied immediately.

"Okay ghost, sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard at night!" Zhuoyang nodded, then covered his mouth and said:

"Well...I'm tired. I'm going to sleep!"

Zhuoyang shook his head and walked into the tidied room.

A crane also flew away quietly in the sky above the courtyard.

When Xiao Ganyu saw Zhuoyang leaving, she quickly followed him. She was still a little afraid of ghosts.

Zhuo Yang just lay down on the bed, and Xiao Ganyu quickly climbed up.

Zhuoyang felt something extra in his arms, so he opened his eyes and saw little Ganyu looking at him pitifully.

Before Zhuo Yang opened his mouth to ask, Xiao Ganyu said weakly: "Brother, I want to sleep with you, I'm scared!"

Zhuoyang was a little helpless. He had just told her to be independent today. Now, she didn't even dare to sleep alone!

"Okay!" Looking at Xiao Ganyu's earnest eyes, Zhuoyang could only agree helplessly.

After a while, Zhuoyang gradually fell asleep.

"Senior brother, senior brother, are you asleep?" Little Ganyu pushed Zhuoyang and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Zhuoyang rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Xiao Ganyu in confusion.

"Senior Brother, you haven't slept either. I can't sleep either!" Little Ganyu said happily when he saw Zhuoyang wake up.

The corner of Zhuoyang's mouth twitched slightly. Why did he feel like Huaimin hadn't slept either? He was clearly sleeping soundly!

"Well, if I can't sleep, I count sheep, one sheep, two sheep..."

As he was counting, Zhuoyang fell asleep.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ganyu also started counting.

But when she got to “ten sheep,” she got stuck, her face full of confusion. How many number comes after ten?

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" Little Ganyu couldn't think of an answer, so he could only ask the knowledgeable Senior Brother Zhuoyang.

"Hmm..." Zhuoyang responded without even opening his eyes.

"How many is after ten?" Little Ganyu looked at his ten fingers and asked curiously.

"Um... eleven!" Zhuoyang answered in a daze.

"Then...what's the number after eleven?" Upon hearing this, Xiao Ganyu scratched his head and asked again in confusion.

"twelve!"

"That……"

"Thirteen, fourteen, ..."

"What about after twenty-five?"

Zhuo Yang was directly awakened by Xiao Ganyu, and said helplessly: "Junior sister, this will be handed in at the academy later. Now is the rest time, not the study time."

Zhuoyang scratched his messy hair and lay down again.

"But I can't fall asleep without counting sheep..." Little Ganyu said aggrievedly, counting on his fingers.

"Well, I'll tell you a story..." Zhuoyang began to tell the story in a half-asleep state.

"Once upon a time there was a puppet named Pinocchio. Whenever he told a lie, his nose would grow longer. He had a dream, which was to become a real person..."

As little Ganyu listened to this fantastic story, he gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know whether Zhuoyang’s storytelling skills are too poor or the story’s hypnotic effect is too good.

……

In the early morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the window and fell on Zhuoyang and Xiao Ganyu.

This scene is very peaceful and makes people feel at ease when watching it.

Zhuoyang woke up slowly, and seeing little Ganyu sleeping soundly in his arms, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He prepared to get up carefully, as if he was afraid of disturbing her sweet dream.

"Senior Brother!" Xiao Ganyu suddenly shouted, and Zhuoyang, who was about to leave the room, immediately stopped.

"Junior sister, I'm here!" Zhuoyang hurried over, patted her on the back and comforted her.

"Senior Brother!" Little Ganyu rubbed his eyes and sleepily stretched out his hands to ask for a hug.

Zhuoyang nodded, immediately held little Ganyu in his arms and took her to wash.

“Master…Senior Brother, gurgle gurgle…”

Zhuoyang was helping Xiao Ganyu brush her teeth, but she kept talking. Fortunately, toothpaste is salt, otherwise Xiao Ganyu might have been forced to jump and blow bubbles.

"Okay, remember to brush your face once in the morning and once in the evening, okay?" Zhuoyang took a towel and wiped it on Xiao Ganyu's face while reminding her.

"Brother, I'm hungry!" Little Ganyu touched his stomach and said loudly.

"Okay, I get it. It's better to be very hungry and still have the energy to talk so loudly!" Zhuoyang smiled and teased.

"Brother... I'm hungry... hungry!" Little Ganyu also learned on the spot and immediately said in a weak voice.

"Okay, got it. Let's go out for breakfast!" Zhuoyang touched little Ganyu's head and said with a smile.

"Great!" Little Ganyu jumped up immediately. At her age, eating is the most important thing.

Soon, the two of them sat in the restaurant. There were two trays of dumplings and two bowls of porridge on the table!

"Wow...Wow, it's so hot!" Little Ganyu was about to open the lid, but his hand touched it and he immediately pulled his hand back in pain.

"You can't eat hot buns in a hurry, hehe!" Zhuoyang smiled, grabbed Xiao Ganyu's hand and blew it gently.

A cool breeze blew out of his mouth, and Xiao Ganyu also found that the pain in his hand disappeared.

"Thank you, senior brother, hehe!" Little Ganyu laughed immediately. He was probably just remembering the food and not the pain!

"Senior Brother!" After getting the bun, little Ganyu did not put it into her mouth immediately. Instead, she held the bun with her pink little hands and stretched it to Zhuoyang's mouth.

Zhuoyang was deeply moved and nodded immediately, then put the bun into his mouth in one bite.

Little Ganyu looked at Zhuoyang, then looked at her own hands, and immediately her eyes turned red with grievance.

Zhuoyang was stunned. What was going on? Wasn’t this for me to eat?

"Junior sister, what's wrong?" Zhuoyang asked hurriedly.

"You...you ate my bun, wuwuwu..." Little Ganyu pouted and immediately started crying loudly.

Zhuoyang was dumbfounded. If it wasn't for him to eat, then why was he stuffing it into his mouth to entice himself to play with it?

"Then you put the bun to my mouth, I thought you were going to give it to me!" Zhuoyang spread his hands and explained helplessly.

"Wuuuu... I just asked you to help me cool it down!" Little Ganyu was very sad. How could such a delicious bun be eaten by his senior brother!