The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Zhao Jun moved in a day later, and he didn't have much property. A middle-aged woman followed behind him, holding a sleeping child.

The issue of changing surnames must be discussed. Zhao Jun was not very averse to surnames and was mainly considering Zhao Ji's surname.

Rong An's meaning was very clear. Zhao Ji was an outsider after all, and he couldn't have any ulterior motives. He let Zhao Jun calm himself down.

After thinking about it, Zhao Jun still asked Zhao Ji to change his surname and name to Rong Xun.

From now on, he was just his younger brother, without parents, that's all.

Because he loves Rong Xun so much, Rong An also carefully prepared a baby room upstairs, reserved for Rong Xun.

Rongqi caught a glimpse of the confinement nanny holding a child in her arms and wanted to look but didn't dare.

Afraid of being disappointed by looking too ugly.

The confinement nanny was very considerate. She brought the child to the two of them and whispered, "Let's take a look. He's sleeping. His little face is so pink and white."

Ling Si was curious about the human cub. Rong Xun's cheeks were too fat to hold together, and he was chubby. He didn't know what was going on in his sleep, but he kept smacking his lips, with his fists clenched tightly in front of his chest.

Rong Qi took a look and looked away, "It's okay."

Ling Si looked at Xiaotuanzi, then at Rongqi, and found that their mouth shapes were somewhat similar.

Ling Si poked his arm and motioned for him to look, "Are they similar? The lips look the same."

Rong Qi covered his mouth, unable to hear clearly, his eyes widened, "How are they similar? Not at all!"

Humans always make mistakes, so Ling Si didn't bother with his eyesight problem.

Rong Qi always felt that the boy's eyes were full of pity, as if he was looking at a fool.

Rong Qi: "..." Who gave him the courage?

"Go upstairs and rest first, don't wake him up." Rong An said in a gentle tone.

Rong Jun nodded at him and took the confinement nanny upstairs.

"A welcoming banquet has been prepared at noon," Rong An added.

"Thank you." Rong Jun thanked him politely.

Rong An knew that change would take time, but he still felt tired.

Although the news from the outside world has been suppressed, there are still people who want to make a fuss about this matter. The first priority is to ensure Rong Jun's safety.

"Ling Si, you don't have any other brothers or sisters?" Rong An asked.

"No." He is an only child.

"your parents……"

"My parents are traveling around the world, and I can't contact them."

"Forget it," Rong An waved his hand, "Take care of it, and I'll give you a higher salary next month."

Add a few more bodyguards, just in case.

Ling Si was a little embarrassed, "Sir, I have limited energy."

Besides, the only protected person written in the contract was Rong Qi. If danger occurred, he would definitely consider Rong Qi first, and would not be able to take care of Zhao Jun.

Rong Qi felt something was wrong when he heard this. Was he trying to steal someone from him?

You can give other things back to Rong Jun, but Ling Si is not an object.

Rong Qi looked resentful, pulled Ling Si behind him, and said quietly: "Dad, how can you steal someone?"

Rong An coughed a few times and said, "No, no."

Ling Si looked up and saw Rong Jun standing upstairs, looking down at the ground. He couldn't see his expression clearly.

Ling Si took a glance and then looked away.

Rong Jun put his hands in his pockets, his face calm, his fingers hidden in the dark were slightly curled, and numbness spread.

My thumb nervously scratched the bone of my index finger, and when I suddenly came to my senses, I found that the skin had peeled off.

He turned back to his room, took some paper and taped it around his hands.

When going downstairs to eat, the sharp-eyed housekeeper noticed the wound on Rong Jun's hand at a glance.

"Oh, young master, what happened?" The old butler felt sorry for the child who came back later and tried his best to take good care of him, but he didn't expect that he would get injured on the first day.

Rong Jun hid his hand behind his back and said with a smile: "It's okay, I bumped into it when I was sorting things."

"Let me show you," the overly enthusiastic old butler said as he was about to remove the tape on his hands.

There were footsteps on the stairs. Rong Jun's ears twitched slightly and he stopped dodging.

"It's already white, don't get it wet. I'll go get the medicine box." The old housekeeper looked around and caught Ling Si who was coming down the stairs. He asked embarrassedly, "Mr. Ling, can you help hold it up? In case it was touched by mistake."

Ling Si quickened his pace and walked up to the two of them. He took a look at the wound, which was half the size of the nail on his little finger.

Ling Si: “…” It’s almost healed.

Have humans become so weak?

Rong Jun sat on the sofa and looked up at him. Under the housekeeper's eager and expectant gaze, Ling Si stretched out two fingers and pinched the boy's fingertips.

The housekeeper freed his hands and hurried to get the medicine box.

The fingertips felt warm and cool, and Rong Jun's fingertips were slightly bent. The boy pinched them and heard him say with some disapproval: "Don't move."

Rong Jun responded softly: "Yeah."

He moved aside, "Would you like to sit?"

Rongqi came down after playing games and was waiting for dinner. What he saw was two young men looking at each other "affectionately" (? )

A golden head suddenly appeared beside Ling Si. The boy's eyes fell on the two people's intertwined hands and he was startled: "What are you doing!?"

Ling Si had already recognized his footsteps and was not frightened. He said simply, "The housekeeper asked for help."

"The housekeeper is too cautious." Rong Jun seemed to feel embarrassed and wanted to take his hand back, but was grabbed by Ling Si.

"do not move."

The boy's calm tone was slightly unhappy, and although it was no different from usual, Rong Jun could hear it.

"Oh." Rong Jun didn't move obediently.

Rongqi: It seems weird no matter how I look at it.

"How about I help you?" Rong Qi felt itchy inside.

Before Rong Jun could say anything, the housekeeper came with a medicine box.

I disinfected Rong Jun several times and put a Band-Aid on the wound.

Ling Si, Rong Qi: "..."

"What's wrong? Why are you all gathered together?" Rong An put on his clothes and went downstairs.

The butler spoke first: "Master, did you knock your hand?"

"Did you bump into it?" Rong An leaned over and said, "Buy some cashmere to wrap up the sharp spot."

Ling Si, Rong Qi: "..."

"It's okay, it won't be that serious..." Before Rong Jun could finish his words, the housekeeper spoke.

"Okay, Mr. Rong." Butler Le Diandian agreed and left with the medicine box.

Rong Xun was already able to drink some rice porridge, which was ground into powder and boiled into a paste.

Ling Si was sitting next to the confinement nanny and found that the little guy was eating very happily. His two short legs kept kicking and making "Aba Aba" sounds.

Rong Qi came close to him, "Why, do you like children?"

"Not bad." After all, Rong Xun looked very well behaved.

After feeding, the confinement nanny put the little girl into the stroller.

Ling Si noticed that he kept stretching out his hand, wanting to grab something, so he handed him the toy on the small table in front of him, but unexpectedly the child refused to take it.

"Baby, do you want Mr. Ling to hold you? Mr. Ling is eating." The confinement nanny picked up the child. He was still looking at Ling Si, drooling from the corner of his mouth.

"Abba...Abba..."

Ling Si had almost finished eating, but he didn’t know how to hold a baby. Humans are already so fragile, so a baby would be as fragile as crispy skin.

He didn't dare to hug.

It would be bad if it fell.

"I didn't expect you to be so popular with kids. He's been staring at you." Rong Qi complained in his heart. The brat had good taste and recognized the most good-looking person in the room at once.

Rong Jun glanced at the black-haired boy, then looked at Rong Xun, and lowered his head to eat.