The little assistant ran ABO with his cubs

Jiang Xingjian was taken aback by Shi Yue's enthusiasm. He unconsciously avoided Shi Yue's hug, straightened his body, and coughed in embarrassment, "Cough...where have you been these days?"

Shi Yue grabbed Jiang Xingjian who was hiding backwards, and buried his head in Jiang Xingjian's arms, looking like he was very dependent on Jiang Xingjian.

Shi Yue's actions made Jiang Xingjian stunned, but he didn't stop, he put his arms around the back of Shi Yue's head, and asked slowly, "I figured it out, decided not to leave?"

"Well, I think I still can't do without the young master," Shi Yue's voice was muffled, and he held Jiang Xingjian's waist tightly, as if he was afraid of being pushed away by Jiang Xingjian, "Master, it was me before Wrong, I won't go again, forgive me, okay?"

Jiang Xingjian cast his eyes on the tulle curtains blown up by the wind in the distance, he pursed his lips, gave a low "hmm", didn't ask anything else, just hugged the person in his arms tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xingjian slowly let go of Shi Yue.

"It's getting late, rest."

After watching Shi Yue lay down, Jiang Xingjian took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Before entering the bathroom, Shi Yue suddenly stopped Jiang Xingjian.

"Young master, kiss me..." Shi Yue propped up half of his body, and the white tender chest exposed by the loose pajamas seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally provoking Jiang Xingjian's nerves. He tried his best to raise his head and ask Jiang Xingjian for a kiss, "Master ,I really like you……"

Jiang Xingjian looked at the sultry spring on the bed, he raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly, turned around and returned to the bed, bent down, Jiang Xingjian moved closer to Shi Yue.

Shi Yue straightened his body sleepily, trying to kiss Jiang Xingjian's lips, but Jiang Xingjian dodged viciously, and lightly pressed the kiss on Shi Yue's chin, "Good night, Shi Yue."

Shi Yue evoked a familiar smile from Jiang Xingjian, he seemed to be so sleepy that he fell directly on the bed.

Jiang Xingjian kindly helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, the water was getting hot, Jiang Xingjian leaned against the wall with his mobile phone and looked at the messages on the mobile phone.

【Brother, some people say that my sister-in-law has gone home, do I need to continue the investigation? 】

The person who sent the information was Jiang Junting's eldest son, Jiang Yunqi. He has a few black and white intelligence dealers under him, and he can get a lot of news.

Jiang Xingjian thought for a while, typed a word and sent it.

There was a quick reply there.

[Okay, brother, I will tell you the news. 】

Below this message, another message suddenly popped up.

【Hi, Mr. Jiang, this is Bribren suit shop, you ordered from here a week ago...】

Jiang Xingjian saw this message and thought it was a spam message, but when he was about to delete it, he accidentally clicked on it, and the whole message appeared on Jiang Xingjian's mobile phone interface.

Jiang Xingjian simply glanced at all the information. When he saw the customized time, his right eyelid twitched suddenly. He thought of something, and quickly clicked on the disappearance of Shi Yue sent to him by the captain of the bodyguard.

Seeing the specific time of disappearance and the custom time, Jiang Xingjian's eyes gradually moved from the deep red rusty color rubbed on his fingers to the direction of the bed in the bedroom. His eyes were deep and his brows were furrowed. Sort out this incredible disappearance.

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In the classical western-style corridor, the male servant came in pushing the dining cart. He gracefully turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

The room was full of sunlight, and the morning breeze blew the flowers on the window sill, a petal fell down with the wind, and landed lightly on the hardcover book beside the bed.

The male servant saw that the person on the bed was already awake. He asked in English, "Sir, do you need me to bring you a hot towel?"

The person on the bed seemed to be in a daze. After a while, he seemed to notice the maid, so he waved his hands in a panic and replied in English, "No, thank you."

Seeing the man on the bed at a loss, the male servant smiled softly, "Then please lie flat on the bed, and I will give you a massage. After the massage, you can have breakfast."

The man on the bed nodded, his half-sitting body slowly slid down with the help of the male servant, but stopped several times in the middle because of the pain.

The male servant patiently guided the man's movements until the man was completely flat on the soft bed, then he rolled up his sleeves and began to massage the man.

In the middle of the massage, the man suddenly asked, "Dr. Elton... when will he come?"

The movement of the male servant's hands paused, "Sir, if you want to see Mr. Elton, I can call him up for you now."

"Is he at home now?" The man raised his voice.

The male servant continued to move his hands, without any ups and downs in his voice, "Yes, Mr. Elton also said that if you want to see him, he can come over at any time."

The man on the bed seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while he asked, "Can you please call him up for me, I want to talk to him."

"Of course." The manservant replied respectfully.

After the massage, the manservant helped the man out of bed for breakfast, and then he went downstairs to call Dr. Elton.

When Richard Elton was standing at the door of the room, he saw the man sitting at the table staring at the window in a daze. The food on the table had not been touched at all.

"Why, still not used to the Western-style food here?" Richard stood behind the man at some point, and his words shocked the man.

Richard quickly patted the man's shoulder reassuringly, "Relax, don't be afraid...it's me."

The man was slightly relieved when he saw that it was Richard. He pointed to the chair beside him, "Doctor Elton, please sit down."

Richard Elton smiled gentlemanly, leaned back slightly, and sat opposite the man.

Looking at the face of the man in front of him, Richard Elton seemed very satisfied. He put the cane in his hand aside and unbuttoned his suit.

"Doctor Elton, when can I leave?" The man looked very embarrassed. He didn't know what the purpose of Dr. Elton was, but he always felt uneasy living here. It seemed that there was always something under the peaceful life. The undercurrent is raging.

Richard Elton shook his head, "You are my most perfect work, you know I can't let you go."

"But! You are under house arrest! This is against the law..." The man was very emotional, his face was able to make any expression freely, and he was no longer as stiff as when he just finished the operation, "It is impossible for me to be here Stay in the room forever!"

Richard's dark blue eyes were obsessed with that face. He loved this face to the point of madness, but he also knew in his heart that it was just a reversible illusion—the person in front of him only needed to use his hands freely. , you will find that the plastic surgery he thought was just a thin mask.

The real owner of this face had passed away many years ago.

"Sorry, I can't let you go yet." Richard's eyes were a little red, and he hurriedly looked away, "You can only stay by my side with this face."

The stalemate between the two remained, and neither of them spoke.

After a long time, facing the breeze blowing outside the window, Richard said sadly, "I'm sorry, Shi Yue, I apologize for my selfishness."