Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Almost everyone has left.

Song Yao covered his chest and slowly got up from the ground.

When he passed by Jiang Que standing at the door, he nodded slightly at him with a calm face: "Thank you, butler."

This thank you includes last night and just now.

Because they were so close, Jiang Que took two steps back, keeping a safe distance, with a faint smile on his face: "Third Young Master, you're welcome. I'm just doing my job. You just happened to be here."

The two steps the man took back were polite yet distant, making it difficult for strangers to approach him.

Song Yao frowned.

It's too difficult to conquer this guy.

Song Yao felt as if his chest was on fire, and his internal organs seemed to be exploding.

Song Yao walked back with heavy steps.

Before he even walked out of the yard, he fell to the ground, holding his chest, and his life or death was unknown.

Jiang Que suspected that he was pretending to be dead, so he walked over and pushed the boy's lower back with his black leather shoe.

Seeing that the person was really fainted, he frowned, and carried the person back with a look of disgust and displeasure on his face.

This guy, how long has it been since he took a shower? !

The last time I came into contact with water was not the heavy rain last night! !

It's all marinated.

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When Song Yao woke up, he found himself sleeping in a strange room. The air was filled with a faint woody scent.

A soft and comfortable big bed, a clean and tidy room, and a warm bay window that lets in sunlight.

The bathroom alone is much larger than the container he lives in.

Faced with the unfamiliar environment, Song Yaowei sat up from the bed. He didn't know what he had experienced during his coma, and his body felt a little sour.

Song Yao pulled the quilt and looked inside.

The clean and comfortable new clothes, as well as the refreshing feeling all over his body, all showed that someone helped him change his clothes and take a bath.

Song Yao was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and touched his butt.

I didn't notice anything unusual, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yao’s injuries won’t heal in a short time.

Song Yao went to the bathroom and found that the clothes he wore this morning were thrown into the trash can like garbage.

Especially his shorts, I don’t know how that guy took them off, they were rolled into a twisted rope.

The thought of being seen naked and being turned over and over and washed.

The fever that had just subsided rose up again and rushed straight to my cheeks.

Song Yao was still thinking about taking a shower when the toilet door was suddenly opened.

Before he could react, a tall and straight man opened the door and came in.

Seeing him stunned for a moment in the toilet, and then staring at the trash can in a daze, his handsome face raised an eyebrow and teased: "Did this underwear save your life? Why are you reluctant to part with it?"

"Butler Jiang."

Jiang Que suddenly opened the door. Song Yao was startled and turned around to cover the trash can as if he had done something wrong.

To be honest, he was a little afraid of this guy.

The top ten Alphas in the rankings have combat power that should not be underestimated.

Lu Jing was only ranked in the top 100, but he was already so suppressed that he had no power to fight back, not to mention the person in front of him.

"Yeah." The man nodded slightly, glanced past the young man, and reached out to pick up the cell phone that he had forgotten to take on the sink.

"Since the Third Young Master is awake, let's go back quickly."

"My humble abode is afraid of offending the young master's eyes."

The man went out with his cell phone.

He called him "Young Master" politely, but in fact he didn't take him seriously at all.

Song Yao, who was left behind, said: "..."

You call this duplex house your humble home? Then what do you call the container I live in?

Homeless shelter?

Brother villain, don't be too ordinary.

Song Yao followed Jiang Que downstairs.

This is just a temporary residence that the Lu family arranged for Jiang Que in the backyard.

Just like the staff dormitory, Jiang Que basically lives here except for weekends.

"Third Young Master, is there anything else?"

Song Yao had been following him. After Jiang Que went downstairs, he sat on the sofa in the living room, crossed his legs and asked.

The tight-fitting suit made his legs look longer and longer, and a light woody scent lingered gently around him.

Song Yao suspected that this was the smell of Jiang Que's pheromones.