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Sim Mo lay on the window edge, blinking slowly.

'The system...does he mean...? '

The system pondered for a while, and the mechanical voice answered.

[The host should follow this person, after testing, the process should be related to the promotion task. 】

'……oh……'

Sim Mo nodded slowly.

Only then did he realize that to enter the courtyard of the residence, he would pass through a gate.

If the doorman, Uncle Heng, didn't stop him, he should be someone he knew at home...

When Shi Anyan straightened up from a slightly bowed standing posture in front of the car, her gaze was suddenly slightly taken aback.

That boy is...

- change clothes.

Should it be due to lack of defense in the family environment or something... The boy did not draw the curtains, nor did he look to the side.

There seems to be no relevant awareness at all.

The fluffy fabric was slowly taken off, revealing a corner of dazzlingly white skin from the waist.

Shi An Yan immediately lowered his head reflexively.

Then there was some belated awareness, as being of the same sex and older, he shouldn't have to have such a big reaction.

But he still didn't dare to raise his eyes, and he didn't raise his head until it was estimated that the time should be about the same.

He looked at the young child wearing a T-shirt and trousers, with his slender arms exposed, giving him a youthful look.

The little guy was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed slightly, his well-proportioned long legs hanging from the edge of the bed and falling to the ground, he still looked not energetic, and his big cat eyes were still half-closed in a daze.

"Forgive me for taking the liberty..."

Shi Anyan couldn't help but put his fist in front of his lips and coughed.

The young man seemed to hear the voice, and Maotong looked down the window as if he had sensed it.

"Sir, this outfit may not be suitable."

Shi Anyan leaned over and said slightly after deliberation.

Then he watched the boy turn his head slightly to the side, as if whispering something to someone.

Then I saw the boy rummaging through the huge wardrobe.

The wardrobe is much taller than the boy's. The boy is sunk inside like this. The visual effect looks like a little cat is submerged in the piled up fabrics, which attracts love and makes people laugh.

After a while, the boy pulled out the cleaned clothes from inside.

This time, it seemed that he finally realized that there was someone under the window, so he raised his slender arms.

One black suit and one white suit.

The boy stood behind, as if asking——

Which suit should I wear?

Shi Anyan looked up slightly, his face seemed calm, but his eyes moved undetectably.

The boy stood behind the clothes, like a very beautiful doll.

And let yourself make a choice, which set of clothes to put on.

This awareness even made him feel a little strange, and he began to vaguely understand the feeling of young women's favorite game of dressing up.

He lowered his head slightly, put his fist to his lips and coughed before hesitatingly said.

"Mr. Xiao may... wear the suit on the right is more appropriate."

He watched the young man hear the words and nodded, and sat back on the bed sideways.

Then I started changing clothes again.

Shi Anyan immediately lowered her eyes, but this time the waiting seemed to be inexplicably more difficult than the last time.

He turned his gaze to one side, feeling uneasy for some reason.

Until the estimated time was up, I saw the boy wearing a small pure white suit standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

As if hearing something, he frowned slightly and impatiently tossed the little bow tie around his neck with his slender fingers.

But it seemed that nothing could be done, the straps were tangled and always tilted to one side.

The boy looked even a little angry, it looked like a cat was tossing its own cat collar.

Finally, he seemed to give up, and stuffed the bow tie in his pocket unhappily.

After such a series of actions, the boy walked slowly to the window and looked down.

Pure white suit, crow-colored hair, black eyes half-closed like glass beads, still looking soft and tired...

The whole person exudes a fluffy breath like cotton candy, which makes people wonder whether poking it will reveal a cherry-colored candy heart.

On the first floor, a man in a black tuxedo stood in the center of the large and well-kept green courtyard, waiting patiently with a silver pocket watch in his hand.

This scene may easily give people the strange illusion that a never-ending tea party will be held in the courtyard.

But the boy quickly left from the frame-like carved window sill.

Shi An Yan waited quietly, seeing the young man coming out of the door, bowing sideways and respectfully opened the car door.

The boy walked to the car door in a daze and stopped.

Shi Anyan waited silently at the side, watching the young man standing in front of him with his head hanging down, his gaze was drawn towards Shi An.

Try to lean over.

"Sir...do you need me to tie your bow tie for you?"

The drowsy teenager who stood still didn't move until he heard the "bow tie", and then slowly reacted.

He pursed his lips a little unhappy, and said in a soft, young voice, "...don't."

Turning his head slightly away, he sat on the seat.

When Shi Anyan was rejected, her expression did not fluctuate, and when she lowered her eyes, she suddenly thought——

Cats really don't like any restrictive accessories.

He leaned over to close the door and sat in the driver's seat.

The boy's neck was untied because of the tie, and the small Adam's apple and the green neck were not covered.

Shi Anyan only glanced at him and then looked away, but when he lowered his eyes, he realized that the boy had fallen asleep leaning against the seat.

The man leaned over without any trouble, and helped the man put on his seat belt.

The driving was smooth all the way, and there was no excessive braking that would cause the body to vibrate.

However, as a family steward whose etiquette is so strict that it is almost strict, these are just the basic details.

The time to the main house was about to arrive, and the pointer on the dial of the silver pocket watch was neither too much nor too little.

After parking the car stably, he opened the door and went down to the side of the passenger seat first, and opened the door.

Patiently leaned over and called out to the still sleeping teenager in a flat tone.

"Little Mister...Little Mister, the place is here."

The boy opened his eyes half-dreamed and half-awake, his consciousness was still a little sleepy and fuzzy. When he was bent down to unfasten his seat belt by the warm breath, he still stretched out his arms in a daze, thinking it was his brother who was sent to school in the morning. Xiao wants to hug him.

At this time, Shi Anyan watched the movements of the young man nearby, and his body froze for a moment, which was rare.

He hesitated for a moment, leaned down slightly, and hugged the boy in a half-circle position for a while, until the person began to regain some consciousness, and then took a step back from the posture where the boy was relying on him.

"Sir."

He called again calmly.

After the boy's instinctive dependence on temperature and sticky strength when he first woke up, he has already noticed that it is not the breath of someone he is familiar with just now.

Pursing her lips, she said, "...Sorry."

The man in the black tuxedo paused, and still bowed his head and said, "Don't worry about Mr. Xiao, please come with me."

The promenade of the main house is open and bright, designed in Baroque style, with exquisite and rich carvings.

The boy was led by a man, until the man stopped in front of the side corridor door, put his hand on his chest and said, "Sir, my duty is to bring you here, after that you can make your own choice, to prevent presumptuousness, from now on Retire."

The man in the black tuxedo bowed slightly, saluted, and left as he said.

When the boy walked into the building, there were already people talking in the hall.

This is probably the banquet hall of the building.

The fine-lined chandelier on the dome.Ladies and ladies all wore retro baroque dresses, which were so gorgeous that they were almost exaggerated.

The men's dresses are more modern, except for the silk at the neckline of the shirts, and the complicated ruffles still imply Baroque elements.

The young man walked silently from the front side of the hall, the cuffs of the white suit and the faintly patterned decorations on the shirt were not out of harmony here.

This is probably the reason why Shi Anyan chose this set for the boy.

The whole hall seems to share a theme, but it is not rigorous.There was no loud music, the crowd in the hall talked in twos and threes, the volume was not high, and it seemed quiet even in the white, bright and spacious banquet hall.

This kind of atmosphere is not noisy, quiet and comfortable, and no one will stare impolitely at the strange guests who enter the hall later.

The meals on the long banquet table are not staple foods in the general sense, but pastries in the afternoon tea mode.

The boy originally planned to stay quietly in the corner, waiting for the banquet host to come here.

But looking at the snacks carefully placed on the three-tier shelf of the golden birdcage next to him, I was a little moved.

He slowly took a small piece of cake, put it between his lips with a small fork and took a bite, Maotong suddenly stopped.

He silently ate another piece of chocolate, sniffed at the tip of his small nose, and moved his invisible cat ears.

In fact, if you observe carefully at this time, you will feel that this scene is more like a...

An elaborate trap.

The quiet volume makes cats relax their vigilance, the entrance is not closed, the building is open and bright, as if it can escape at any time, and the crowd automatically avoids the sight of the comfortable atmosphere.

Such a perfect trapping environment is ready-then use finely prepared food that suits the taste to attract the attention of the cat, and the cat will step into the trap by itself.

After the cat ate a piece of chocolate, the beautiful eyes of the cat showed a little confused and slightly drunk.

He stood there, as if his movements were a few beats slower, sniffing at the tip of his cream-colored nose, and even seemed to want to make a childish little movement like licking the corners of his lips.

Then, as if being tempted, he began to eat another piece of pastry.

The boy was a little sleepy at first, and his mood was inexplicably sad after he recognized the wrong person when he just woke up, but now it has turned into a misty mist.

He didn't know why he became like this, but he thought the dim sum was delicious, although it made people feel a little groggy...

The boy shook his head, thinking it was his own illusion, and continued to put the sweet thing into his mouth, the invisible cat ears fluttering non-stop.

——So when a slender arm was firmly pulled back into his arms without haste, he didn't react to struggle.

The man looked at the boy with white cheeks that were pink, like a sweet dessert filled with primrose, and looked up at him slowly.

His glass-like black eyes were covered with a misty light mist, and his slender knuckles were also stained with an attractive pink.

……

"this is not……"

"—Are you properly drunk?"

The subwoofer with a chuckle fell to his ear.

The young man looked up in a daze, unable to distinguish the figure in the warm embrace...

But he smelled the mint aroma that made his pupils shrink.

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