Hey, your bun dropped!

Luo Zhan stood up holding Ling Xiaoxian, and put his foot on Ling Xiaoxian's chest when passing by the little boss.

"My people dare to move? You are very courageous.

Xiao Liu, you have to teach him the principles of life, and then write me an IOU of ten... no, 20.

Don't forget to ask him to press his fingerprints..."

After finishing speaking, Luo Zhan lowered his head and rubbed Ling Xiaoxian's forehead, kissed his reddish eye sockets, and left the old factory building with him in his arms.

……

Ling Xiaoxian has never enjoyed such meticulous and gentle treatment since he was a child.

Luo Zhan carefully wiped the wound on the corner of his mouth and applied cold compresses to the wound on his face.

Gently took off his clothes, carried him into the bathtub filled with warm water, made shower gel and shampoo for him quite clumsily, fed him, carried him to bed...

Put the medicine into his mouth one by one, and pass the water glass to his lips...

In the end, she lay down beside him, hugged him in her arms, and gently stroked his back to comfort him without any lust.

"Tell me where you want to go in the future, if I'm busy, I can find Xiao Tang, and don't go to such a dangerous place alone, you know?

Fortunately, I arrived in time this time, otherwise you would be finished. "

Ling Xiaoxian felt soft and warm in his heart, his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds.

"How did you find me?" He asked Luo Zhan softly.

"Little country bumpkin, don't you understand? Your mobile phone has GPS positioning. Thanks to my wit, I allocated a mobile phone for you in advance."

"En." Ling Xiaoxian slipped into Luo Zhan's arms and said, "Thanks to you."

Luo Zhan patted his head and said: "But you don't have to admire me too much. I have always been such a hero! You will know in the future, following me, it is a blessing of eight lifetimes!"

Ling Xiaoxian pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "It is indeed my blessing."

This is my heart.

……

As the days passed, Ling Xiaoxian was like a bath of spring, his face was radiant, and he lived a very nourishing life.

Originally thought that he needed to do something to please the benefactor, but it turned out that he was enjoying the meticulous love from the benefactor every day.

Whenever I have time, I will take him to taste delicious food, which is as romantic as a date; the wardrobe is full of gorgeous custom-made clothes; precious little gifts are given to him from time to time; I hold him, laugh and whisper in his ear...

If there is heaven in the world, Ling Xiaoxian feels that he is already in heaven now.

On this day, with nothing to do, Ling Xiaoxian went to starlight.

"Why did you come here?" An Tong warmly entertained the little guy.

"Come here to see you. By the way, this is my mobile phone number. We can contact you by phone in the future."

Ling Xiaoxian and An Tong exchanged numbers, and then said: "Actually, I came today to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?" An Tong was quite surprised.As far as he knows, Ling Xiaoxian should not have anyone more familiar than himself in Xingguang, right?

"It's the guy who played the piano in the bar last time. He said he's also a staff member here."

An Tong's expression changed when he heard this, and he asked, "Why are you looking for him? You don't know why Mr. Luo threw you out last time, do you?"

Ling Xiaoxian looked bewildered: "Isn't it because I beat his head?"

An Tong said helplessly: "Little brother, you should have some snacks! Do you know who the person you are looking for is? He is a delicacy that Mr. Luo can't bear to eat. Because you got too close to him last time, It made Mr. Luo furious, so he threw you out.

Why did you come to him again when you said you were fine? "

Ling Xiaoxian reacted for a long time, remembering what he saw and heard the day he first came to Xingguang to apply for the job, and what Luo Zhan said, "I can get used to it, if you follow suit, you are asking for trouble..."

It turned out that the person Luo Zhan wanted to eat but was reluctant to eat was the one who taught him how to play the piano.

Sure enough, he looks like a gentleman, handsome, and can play the piano...it should be worthy of Luo Zhan's yearning.

Ling Xiaoxian lowered his eyebrows and said why he came: "Last time he talked to me for a while, and said that he could teach me to play the piano if he had the opportunity.

When Mr. Luo was at work, I had nothing to do every day, so I thought of coming to learn piano from him. "

An Tong heard it and said: "If you want to learn the piano, you just tell Mr. Luo, and let him arrange a professional teacher for you."

Ling Xiaoxian blinked and said, "Boss Luo treats me very well, I don't want to bother him with anything..."

An Tong hated iron and pointed his finger at him and said: "I tell you Ling Xiaoxian, don't be stupid, you have to take advantage of the current time when Mr. Luo is doting on you, and get as much as you can.

If he doesn't get tired of you one day, and when he wants to get it but can't get it, you won't have a place to cry! "

Ling Xiaoxian listened to it, but he obviously didn't agree with it.

An Tong waved his hand and said: "You are a big fool! If you see that person, you can avoid it. If you can't save your face and talk to Mr. Luo, I will tell you for you!"

Ling Xiaoxian didn't expect that An Tong really said it, and he was very active.

The night after he came back from Starlight, Luo Zhan brought up this topic while pulling his clothes.

"Did you go to Starlight?"

"Ah, I'm going. I went to learn the piano from that handsome guy."

"Tsk..." Luo Zhan really showed displeasure: "If you want to learn the piano, tell me, why do you go to him? He is at the level of half-baked, and he can't even understand how to play, so why teach you?"

Speaking of this, he paused, squinted at Ling Xiaoxian and asked, "Is he pretty?"

Ling Xiaoxian nodded, thinking, can you like him so much because he is not good-looking?

Sure enough, Luo Zhan nodded triumphantly: "He is good-looking, but he is a little worse than me." After speaking, he looked at Ling Xiaoxian's face and added: "He is also a little worse than you."

Ling Xiaoxian met Luo Zhan's eyes when he heard these words, his heart suddenly missed half a beat.

"Why do you want to learn the piano? That thing is purely for pretend, and you can't point and play it to fill your stomach at critical times."

Ling Xiaoxian found it funny when he heard it, but felt that what he said was crude and reasonable.

Playing the piano is an art job, and not everyone can afford art.

"I just... like it.

The last time I saw your friend playing the piano, watching his fingers jump on the keys and make up a piece of music, that feeling was special...special...wonderful, magical. "

For Ling Xiaoxian, music has magic power, which can make people immerse themselves in it and forget the troubles of reality.

In the past, every time he was bullied, he would deliberately look for those stores with sultry music playing at the door, and stand by the street for a long time, until the grievance in his heart was washed away by the notes.

At this time, Ling Xiaoxian was alone in recollecting the wonderful feeling when his fingers touched the piano, and was immersed in it for a while.When he woke up, he found that Luo Zhan was looking at him quietly, his eyes were rarely focused, as if there was only each other in the whole world.

He said: "Since you like it so much, I will find someone to teach you well."

Luo Zhan is definitely a person who does things vigorously and resolutely, and never drags his feet.

After talking to Ling Xiaoxian that day, Assistant Tang made a study plan for Ling Xiaoxian the next day.

There are some basic music courses such as musical instruments and music theory on it, and the name and professional title of the teacher are marked on the back.They are all professors from music schools or something.

What Ling Xiaoxian needs to do is to choose the courses and study time according to his hobbies.

In the evening Ling Xiaoxian told Luo Zhan that he could pay for the study expenses by himself.

Luo Zhan pinched his nose and laughed at him: "You paid for it yourself? Where did you get your money? Didn't I give it to you?"

Ling Xiaoxian said, "That's different."

"What's different, it's all mine, including you."

Ling Xiaoxian was speechless.

"If you really have that kind of heart, just treat me well...Come on, sit on it, and move by yourself."

Ling Xiaoxian obeyed and did as he was told.

Apart from doing his best in bed affairs, Ling Xiaoxian really has no other way to express his desire to be good to Luo Zhan.

In a short period of time, Ling Xiaoxian was discovered by various teachers to have an unimaginable musical talent.

"His sense of music is very good. According to his zero-based level, he can be so accurate in pitch and rhythm, which is considered very talented."

"His voice is in good condition, and he can try to develop in this area."

"It's easy for him to get into it, and he can bring out the artistic conception of a very simple piece of music."

Listening to the music teacher's evaluation, Luo Zhan tapped his fingers on the table and pondered: I actually picked up a piece of rough jade, um, it's worth carving out.

……

Ling Xiaoxian saw off the music theory teacher and was busy with his homework when the doorbell rang.

Ling Xiaoxian was very surprised when he saw the person coming from the display screen.

Opening the door to welcome the guests, the man smiled and walked slowly into the house that Luo Zhan had given to Ling Xiaoxian.

Ling Xiaoxian made tea and served fruits, fulfilling his duties as a host.

"I really didn't expect you to come, how did you know that I live here?" Ling Xiaoxian asked.

The visitor took a sip of tea and frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with Ling Xiaoxian's tea-making skills.

"The music theory teacher who taught you knew me. When we met and chatted that day, he said that he was teaching Luo Zhan's new love. I thought about it and thought it should be you.

Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my surname is Song, Song Jingyu, let's get to know each other formally. "

Ling Xiaoxian reached out to shake his hand, and said, "My name is Ling Xiaoxian."

It's a little awkward to say that the two are sitting together, but it doesn't seem to affect the happy conversation between them.

Ling Xiaoxian is not good at words, but Song Jingyu is very good at guiding.

He asked about Ling Xiaoxian's age and hobbies, from the method of brewing tea in the cup, to the decoration of the room, and about Ling Xiaoxian's music teacher's resume and so on.

In the end, Song Jingyu asked Ling Xiaoxian to take him to the music room that Luo Zhan specially arranged for him, which was equipped with expensive pianos and various music books that Ling Xiaoxian was interested in.

Song Jingyu sat on the piano bench and played "For Alice".

Ling Xiaoxian has been learning the piano for quite a while, and at this time he has some foundations, so he can tell whether it is good or bad.Not as envious as when I saw Song Jingyu playing the piano for the first time.He could even hear that Song Jingyu played two wrong notes.

But at the end, Ling Xiaoxian still applauded enthusiastically, at least in his opinion, Song Jingyu looked very handsome when he played the piano.

Song Jingyu accepted Ling Xiaoxian's pursuit with her chin slightly raised, looking like a triumphant little rooster.

But the little rooster's face darkened slightly at the next moment, looking around Ling Xiaoxian's magnificent music room, he couldn't help sighing: "To be honest, Luo Zhan treats his lover really well, nothing to say!"

Ling Xiaoxian actually agrees with Song Jingyu's words, because he is a person who has personally experienced the benefits.Luo Zhan is indeed very good, very good.Didn't find it at first, surprisingly good.

but……

Ling Xiaoxian finally plucked up the courage to ask: "Mr. Song, you and Mr. Luo..."

In fact, he couldn't understand Luo Zhan's attitude towards Song Jingyu, saying that it was the cinnabar mole in his heart, Bai Yueguang, but he locked him in a place like starlight where fish and dragons mixed together.

But if you want to say that you don't care, I heard from An Tong that he has specially circled people up to prevent others from touching them, and he himself is not willing to touch them.

And Song Jingyu, like him, is not a regular employee with a contract with Starlight.They are all Luo Zhan's private lovers.

Therefore, Ling Xiaoxian was very curious, since he had such an opportunity, he naturally wanted to ask.

Song Jingyu seemed to have nothing to shy away from, when Ling Xiaoxian asked, she said:

"Me and Luo Zhan, what should I say? We have known each other since we were young. My family was in trouble last year, thanks to his help.

He is kind to me, he has helped me a lot.I can't repay him, isn't he a man and a woman?I just thought about making a promise with my body.

However, I don’t know if you can understand, I’m a man all the time, and it’s quite difficult to accept that kind of thing.

Luo Zhan was angry, so he locked me in Starlight and asked An Tong to teach/teach me well.

But this is a psychological problem, which cannot be trained.I just couldn't do it, Luo Zhan let me stay in Starlight and wouldn't let me leave. "

When Ling Xiaoxian heard this, he couldn't help but despise Luo Zhan in his heart, thinking that if he helped others, he should be promised by others?

But after thinking about it again, Luo Zhan probably coveted Song Jingyu's people for a long time, and maybe he helped him because he wanted him.

Moreover, Song Jingyu couldn't accept the bed thing, and Luo Zhan didn't force it.

As for his first night, Luo Zhan didn't care about whether he was willing or not.

After a daze, Ling Xiaoxian realized that he was comparing Song Jingyu's position in Luo Zhan's heart.

Are you thinking a little too much?

The two of them were talking about a more in-depth topic, when they heard the door knock, Ling Xiaoxian looked at the time, it turned out that he and Song Jingyu had been chatting for so long without knowing it.

As soon as Luo Zhan entered the door, he realized that something was wrong. Why are there more men's shoes at the door?

When I walked in, I saw that Song Jingyu was sitting on the piano bench. Unable to suppress his temper, he exploded immediately!