After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

"So what kind of mooncake filling does Eleven like to eat? Five-nut, lotus seed paste, red bean paste or fresh meat?"

"Do you like crispy or icy skin?"

"Would you like to try the osmanthus-flavored mooncakes?"

……

Lou Jingyu held Ying Shiyi's fingers and stroked them across his slender and distinct knuckles. With a patient and doting look in his eyes, he asked him one by one about the items that needed to be confirmed on the list.

He was slowly guiding Ying Shiyi to express his thoughts.

In the past, Ying Shiyi had never needed to make such a choice. He just ate whatever the church gave him.

He had no requirements for food, as long as it was edible. He was very simple. Otherwise, he would not have saved up all the monthly allowances over the years into a small bag.

He then said, "I like to eat what my master likes."

Lou Jingyu smiled, thinking that what Ying Shiyi said was clever, and passed the question back to him.

He also saw that Eleven really had no requirements, so he didn't force him.

"Then let the kitchen make some for you to try. That way you'll know which one you like best. There are so many people in the church, so there won't be any waste."

Ying eleven nodded, her eyes curved with a smile.

Lou Jingyu asked him if he had any other hobbies, and Ying Shiyi answered them one by one.

Lou Jingyu kept his words in mind and ticked off two items on the list from time to time.

Uncle Jiang, who was sitting on the other side, sipped the tea in his teacup and listened to the discussion between the two people on the other side of the desk. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Ever since the old leader and his wife left, Lou Jingyu has been celebrating the holidays alone.

Although Lou Jingyu himself did not feel very lonely, he still seemed lonely to outsiders, especially when he looked up at the moon alone.

Standing alone outside the mundane world, in boundless loneliness.

To outsiders, he really looks like an untouchable immortal.

But this year with Ying Shiyi by his side, I believe the Leader will have a very happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Finally, Lou Jingyu dipped his brush in vermilion paint and made some comments on the list.

"Uncle Jiang, let's do it according to this. You can decide the rest of the details." Lou Jingyu said.

While Ying Shiyi went to the side to pour him tea, Lou Jingyu quickly wrote a few words on a piece of white paper and handed it to Uncle Jiang together with the list.

"I have some small requests. Please excuse me, Uncle Jiang."

Uncle Jiang couldn't help but smile when he took it and glanced at Ying Eleven beside him, and he knew that this was prepared for him.

The leader is now more careful and knows how to please others, he thought.

He quickly agreed and left to prepare.

The tea that had just been brewed had gone cold, so Ying Shiyi took new tea leaves from the cupboard.

These days his tea-making skills have improved, and his movements are smooth and seamless.

Lou Jingyu was standing beside him with his chin propped up, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

The room is filled with the aroma of tea, which is elegant and refreshing, refreshing and refreshing.

Ying Shiyi poured a cup from the celadon teapot and handed it to Lou Jingyu.

"Master, have tea."

Lou Jingyu took it, took a sip with a smile, and pushed the person to sit next to him.

"Are you sleepy?" he asked.

Ying Shiyi shook his head. He knew that Uncle Jiang had just sent him a few memorials that needed his approval, and he wanted to accompany Lou Jingyu.

"I'm not sleepy. I'm grinding ink for the master."

Lou Jingyu laughed, knowing that he wanted to stay here, he squeezed his fingers and asked him to sit next to him.

"No need, just stay next to me." He said, reluctant to let anyone else do more work.

Ying Shiyi took a book and sat next to him, but his eyes stayed on the book for a while, and then unconsciously shifted to Lou Jingyu.

Looking at the person beside me, my mood gradually became peaceful.

The afternoon sunlight slanted in through the window, making people drowsy.

Ying Shiyi was holding a book and felt sleepy while reading.

I usually take a lunch break at this time of day, but today I feel really sleepy because I don’t sleep.

Lou Jingyu sat on the other side of the seat and let him lie down and sleep with his legs as a pillow.

The seat is wide enough to lie down.

Ying Shiyi's eyelids were drooping as she lay on his legs, enveloped by the familiar scent. Soon the book slipped from her hands and she finally fell asleep.

Lou Jingyu closed the book and put it on the table. Afraid that he would fall asleep uncomfortably here, he quickly sped up his men's work and finished approving the official business in a short while.

Putting down the pen, Lou Jingyu stretched out his five fingers.

He looked down at Ying Shiyi who was sleeping with his eyes closed and reached out to stroke the hair on the side of his forehead.

The window was half-closed, and a pot of lucky bamboo was placed on the windowsill. Fine light and shadows shone through, dancing on Ying's eleven-curl-long eyelashes.

Lou Jingyu's fingers moved from Ying Shiyi's deep brow bone to his tall nose bridge and gently tapped his cheek.

The boy always looks so peaceful when sleeping beside him.

Although I was lying down, it was not comfortable to sleep like this because my knees were bent. I had to go back.

Lou Jingyu put his hand under the boy's back and gently helped him up. He put his other hand under his knees and carried him sideways back to Canglan Palace.

Ying Shiyi was startled in the middle of the conversation, and opened his eyes to look at him with squinted eyes, like a kitten whose nap was disturbed.

He looked at the person holding him, whose jawline was firm, smooth, and angular, and he recognized it as Lou Jingyu, so he closed his eyes again.

Lou Jingyu found it funny, so he comforted the man to go back to sleep, covered his stomach with a corner of the quilt, and lay down beside him to sleep with him.

In fact, Lou Jingyu never had the habit of taking a lunch break.

It was simply because Ying Shiyi had an abdominal injury at that time and was so thin, and Lou Jingyu wanted him to recuperate peacefully in bed, so he let him take a nap every day. Unexpectedly, it became a habit.

It's noon now, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't hold Ying Shiyi in his arms and sleep in bed for a while.

Moreover, Ying Shiyi has started practicing martial arts again and is very diligent, which also consumes energy. Lou Jingyu feels that it is necessary to get a while of sleep during the day.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and only the gentle breathing of the two people could be heard faintly.

The two of them slept for about half an hour and then got up.

Mingyue came to inform Lou Jingyu that the tailor had arrived.

Ying Shiyi looked at Lou Jingyu in confusion. It seemed like he had just made clothes before, so why did his master call the tailor over again?

"Master?" Ying Shiyi asked him with his head tilted.

Lou Jingyu smiled, took him by the hand, parted the bead curtain and walked to the outer room.

He explained: "We made summer clothes before, but now the weather is getting colder, so we need to make new clothes. We asked them to come today to make some autumn and winter clothes for you."

Lou Jingyu felt that the cotton-padded clothes that Ying Shiyi had brought were too thin, so he didn't plan to let him wear them anymore and had already put them away in the cabinet on the bottom floor.

The newly built wardrobe contained only the summer clothes that Ying Shiyi had made after coming to Canglan Palace.

Lou Jingyu is committed to filling up his wardrobe so that Ying Shiyi can wear something different every day.