Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

After the butler finished speaking, he left in a hurry, trying to figure out what to do.

The players looked at each other, Cheng Mingjie's face was pale, and he stood there at a loss.

Zhang Xia patted him on the shoulder. He always had a sunny smile on his face, warming others like a little sun: "Don't worry, since the task is related to dolls, there must be other ways besides invitations. Get the puppet.”

Song Nan looked at the twins Zhang Shang and Zhang Xia curiously.

They have the same delicate face, but completely different temperaments, one is gloomy and the other is sunny.

Zhang Shang raised his eyes and looked at Song Nan with an expressionless face, but Song Nan just felt that he was being targeted by some vicious animal, which was a bit creepy.

Song Nan paused, looked away, and walked towards the stairs.His invitation was placed on the bedside table. He was in a hurry to visit the host in the morning and forgot to take it with him when he left.

Soon, he stopped and walked back to Ni Yuyan.

Ni Yuyan glanced at him and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Song Nan frowned and looked unhappy: "It's too late to walk to the room in five minutes."

Ni Yuyan opened the feather fan and put it under her lips: "The housekeeper wants to eliminate some people first." She tilted her head and looked at her nephew who was as beautiful as a doll, "Don't you have the invitation letter with you?"

Song Nan pursed her lower lip and spoke in a gloomy tone: "I took it out last night and forgot to bring it with me this morning."

Ni Yuyan's eyes narrowed slightly, her expression a little excited, and her eyes wandered up and down his body: "Don't worry, he likes you, and he probably won't do anything to you. At most... you understand~"

Song Nan frowned, and his hair trembled when he thought about what the butler would do to him.For him, even if something does happen, it won't happen with someone other than the target person. He doesn't like to do things without benefit.

5 minutes later……

The housekeeper walked in from the door and saw a few people sitting quietly waiting. He smiled slightly and took out his pocket watch to check: "It's already ten o'clock. Everyone, where are your invitations?"

Ni Yuyan glanced at Cheng Mingjie, who immediately took out the invitation and handed it to her.

Zhang Shang and Zhang Xia had no choice but to take out the invitation letter themselves since their deacons were not around. But Song Nan, who didn't have the invitation letter with him, couldn't take it out at all.

The butler glanced at Song Nan who was doing nothing, narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled warmly: "Count Nora, where is your invitation letter?"

Song Nan squeezed the cane with an unhappy expression, raised his head and said with disdain, "Don't you want to serve me? You can't do such a basic thing well, and you still want to be my deacon?"

The butler's dark eyes were bright and his smile became brighter: "It was my dereliction of duty that made the earl dissatisfied. Don't worry, earl, I have already prepared your invitation letter for you."

As he spoke, he opened his suit jacket with his silk-gloved hands, pulled out an exquisite invitation letter engraved with a gold-rimmed rose pattern from the inner pocket, walked up to him, and handed it to him respectfully.

Song Nan paused and glanced across the invitation, settling on his handsome face that had regained its whiteness.

He raised his hand, stiffly took the invitation, coughed lightly under the butler's fiery eyes, and said against his will: "I won't do it again."

The butler's eyes were even brighter. He gently took the earl's jade-white, slender and fragile hand, leaned over, and kissed the back of his hand devoutly: "I will be a qualified deacon."

Song Nan's scalp was numb and his heart was horrified. What he meant by saying this was that he wanted to keep him here forever!

The butler ignored the weird looks from other players, stood up straight and stood behind Song Nan, and said gently: "My lords, you are ready to go."

……

Song Nan was sitting in the carriage, opposite Zhang Shang, staring at him coldly.

The housekeeper originally wanted to sit with him, but at the strong request of several earls, he said that they would take a carriage and the servant should sit with the servant, so he was able to get rid of him. Unfortunately, Cheng Mingjie was the only one here. The deacon had no choice but to sit with the butler.

Song Nan looked at Zhang Xia's sleepy appearance with her head resting on Zhang Shang's lap. She coughed lightly, breaking the silence, and asked curiously in a low voice: "Why are the dark circles under your eyes so heavy?"

When Ni Yuyan heard this, she immediately puffed up her cheeks and looked dissatisfied: "I don't know who was sawing wood there last night. It was so noisy, and it made a creaking sound. It was so unpleasant. If it weren't for the fear of triggering death conditions, I would have quarreled with that person. One."

The more she spoke, the more excited she got, and the louder she spoke, causing Zhang Xia's head to move and her brows to frown impatiently.

Zhang Shang lowered his eyes, covering the ears of the sleeping person on his lap with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice: "Someone must have been making a puppet last night. The creaking sound was probably the movement of the puppet's joint balls, or the puppet was moving Walk outside.”

Song Nan's pupils shrank, a little in disbelief: "Dolls can still have self-awareness?"

Zhang Shang pursed his lips and looked serious: "Normally not."

But this is not normal...

Song Nan was silent, realizing this and unable to refute, and then heard Zhang Shang continue: "I am more inclined to make dolls. This copy does not look like it has supernatural elements."

Song Nan's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at Ni Yuyan. Seeing her teasing eyes, his cheeks turned red. He leaned against the soft and comfortable cushions like a broken pot, waiting for the carriage to arrive at its destination.

……

"Appreciate~"

The housekeeper opened the car door, stretched out his hand and waited for Song Nan to help him get out of the car.

Zhang Shang stared at Song Nan coldly, silently urging him to take action.

Song Nan was shocked. He raised his hand and pressed his slender hand. He quickly stepped out of the carriage and withdrew his hand.

The butler followed him to the side, arranged his clothes and hairstyle, and then moved away to reveal the pure black pavilion surrounded by roses in front of his eyes.

The exhibition hall is almost completely submerged in rose bushes, with only a winding path extending out. The path is very narrow, and it is estimated that only one person can stand on it, and the person must not be too big, otherwise he will definitely be cut by the surrounding rose thorns. .

The butler saw them all stepping off the carriage and smiled slightly: "The doll collection room is just ahead. Please be careful not to touch the roses. If you are stabbed, I can't guarantee what will happen. Now, please get going."

The players looked solemn, thinking about how to pass the path without being embarrassed. After all, there was a butler who was always observing them and constantly looking for trouble.

Song Nan frowned and looked at Ni Yuyan and others calmly.

If you want to divert the butler's attention, you have to let him go in front, but he doesn't seem to have the intention to move...

Song Nan pursed her lower lip and was the first to walk towards the path. Sure enough, the housekeeper moved, but still did not step forward.

He squeezed the cane with his fingertips and pretended to have pain in his knees at the intersection. He stumbled a few steps to the side and was about to fall into the rose bushes.

A gloved hand suddenly appeared, wrapped around his waist and dragged him back.

The housekeeper stabilized his body and said gently and helplessly: "Earl, be careful where you step."

Song Nan raised his head, his light-colored eyes reflecting his handsome face.

He frowned and said indifferently: "Take me there."

The butler smiled and responded softly: "According to the past, you are not allowed to pass the path with the help of others... If it is you, I will be happy to help."

After saying that, he put one hand around Song Nan's waist and the other hand on the crook of his leg, picked him up steadily like a child, and walked into the path.

Song Nan was cautious, holding on to his collar, looking at Ni Yuyan and others, signaling them to move quickly.

Ni Yuyan smiled teasingly, lifted up her skirt and quickly followed. She carefully entered the path sideways, calculating the distance between herself and the flower stems to ensure that she would not make any mistakes.

Zhang Shang, Zhang Xia and Cheng Mingjie don't have to worry about distance. They only need to shrink a little to be at a safe distance from the flower stems.

It can be said that as long as there are no accidents on the road, they can pass this path safely.

……

"what!"

Cheng Mingjie suddenly screamed and fell sideways.

He reflexively stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Xia in front of him, and Zhang Xia also turned to the right.

Zhang Shang frowned, and there was a bit of anger in his gloomy eyes.He immediately reached out to hug Zhang Xia, and at the same time stabilized Cheng Mingjie to stop him from falling further.

Cheng Mingjie's pupils shrank suddenly. In front of his pupils, a rose thorn was about to pierce into his eyes. He was only a few millimeters away from going blind!

Zhang Shang pulled Cheng Mingjie back, then turned around and continued walking forward. The difference from before was that he took Zhang Xia's hand and led him to speed up.

Cheng Mingjie's face was pale and sweaty. He looked towards the bottom of the rose bushes on the left in horror. Something just pushed him and he fell to the side. If it weren't for Zhang Shang's help...

He swallowed, and when he saw them speeding away, he became more and more panicked, and cautiously increased his speed.