Fast time travel tricks to death system

Xiao En always has a drooping face, and Ren Zhou Ming's hot face is pressed against his cold butt, but he is indifferent.

Ning De didn't like Xiao En, but he didn't bother Xiao En. How dare he provoke someone his master cares about.

But this Xiao En is too ignorant of flattery, the master has never been so serious to others, if he didn't know the master's temperament, he really thought the master was confused by Xiao En.

She looks even better than women, and she even comes to seduce men.

Zhou Ming sighed every day, he wished that Nuomi would come to him and call him mother.

Bah, what mother, those who have been influenced by Nuomi these days can't help admitting that she is a mother. Before letting Nuomi call him father, Nuomi changed his name to Chen Yan's daddy, and then Nuomi called him mother again. But Chen Yan didn't change it back.

Nuomi's situation is still unclear, but Xiao En's attitude towards him has changed from bad, perhaps because he was moved by his sincerity.

You know, every time he was alone with Xiao En before, he felt that Xiao En's eyes were going to cut him.

Even if she is indifferent to him now, she will still care about him from time to time.

Zhou Ming felt elated, as if he had returned to the time when he and Xiao En had a good relationship five years ago.

"Are you going to stay up late today?" Xiao En brought up a plate of fruit. He changed into light gray clothes, and tied his hair behind his head with a wooden hairpin. In just five years, Xiao En's hair has become like this. long.

Zhou Ming stroked his hair and said, "Your hair grows really fast." It was almost longer than his hair, and usually he didn't bother to take care of his hair, so he let the servants around him take care of it.

Now he asked Xiao En to share a room with him, with two beds in each room, and the first thing he did when he got up every day was to help Xiao En comb his hair.

This feeling is the same as a husband drawing eyebrows for his wife. Zhou Ming enjoys this feeling very much. His movements are very gentle. Xiao En raised his eyes and saw Zhou Ming in the mirror. His mood at this time was very complicated.

Zhou Ming's kindness to him is not like that of a master to a slave, nor does it seem like he wants to use him. This kind of sincerity is not easy to pretend.

But he didn't believe that Zhou Ming would really give him the so-called sincerity. If he really cared about him, he wouldn't hand him over to Qiu Dan.

The feeling that life is worse than death has completely destroyed all his friendship with Zhou Ming.

"I'll do it myself." Xiao En didn't want to be deceived by Zhou Ming's appearance, and he didn't want to fall into his tenderness again. Before that, Zhou Ming was a naive prince who had no scheming and treated people very well, but now Zhou Ming, To be able to establish Liuyun Pavilion is no small role.

"Don't move, you are only gentle at this time every time." Zhou Ming patted Xiao En's hand away, and carefully combed his hair. Xiao En looked at the crooked headdress speechlessly, and said helplessly: " My lord, this kind of thing should be done by myself."

Zhou Ming glanced at it, and it was really ugly, so he gave the comb to Xiao En. Every time Xiao En combed his hair again, he felt that the crooked hair on Xiao En's head was not bad. good-looking.

After Xiao En combed his hair, Zhou Ming shamelessly pulled him to help comb his hair. Anyway, he let others comb his hair. He had never combed his hair since he was a child. The main reason is that it was too troublesome to comb his hair here.

Xiao En stood behind Zhou Ming and lifted his hair. Zhou Ming's hair had a special fragrance. It was the shampoo made by Zhou Ming himself, a flower shampoo extracted with special tools.

Xiao En had thought about this scene many years ago, but thinking about it now, this kind of close contact would only make his heart hurt even more.

As he combed to the end, the movements of his hands slowed down.

This morning was spent dawdling, and when it was lunch time, Zhou Ming took Xiao En to enjoy the food.

Fortunately, Zhou Ming had the foresight. He had prepared everything in advance, so there were such good conditions.

Xiao En doesn't have to suffer with him.

"My lord..." Xiao En held up his chopsticks. There was a bowl of food in front of him, which was almost piled up into a mountain. Zhou Ming kept adding food to his bowl.

Zhou Ming propped his jaw, squinted his eyes and looked at him expectantly: "Eat, these are what you like."

Xiao En picked up a piece of meat, and he put it into Zhou Ming's bowl: "My lord, Xiao En is forbidden to eat meat, you should eat it."

"You're not a monk anymore, why don't you avoid meat." Zhou Ming stuffed the meat into Xiao En's mouth.

Xiao En opened his mouth, the meat was all up to his mouth, it was impossible for him to spit it out.

He tried to chew it, only to find that it tasted good, and he picked up another piece of meat.

What Zhou Ming said is right, he is no longer a monk, so why should he be taboo.

"Do you want to go out to the theater today? I heard that a famous actor came to our Wangzhou recently." Zhou Ming was eating. He wanted to cultivate more concern with Xiao En. Didn't everyone say that it would be best to invite his girlfriend to a movie or have a meal? Is it fun?

It's just that he can't let Xiao En touch alcohol, and neither can he. With their current status, they must always be vigilant.

"Watching a play?" For Xiao En, there has never been any other richer content in his life, and what Zhou Ming mentioned is something he has never touched.

"Well, I've already booked the whole venue, and the time is this afternoon." Zhou Ming made a generous move. You must know that the money in his pocket can even buy the entire theater, not to mention the booking.

"What the lord says is what it is." Xiao En never refused, he continued to eat his own food, but in his heart, a certain kind of defense was suddenly attacked.

"Xiao En, I'm not the prince I was back then, I'm just an ordinary person now, you don't have to call me prince all the time." Zhou Ming didn't want to be a prince at all, and he also found it strange that Xiao En called him that.

Xiao En's expression was awe-inspiring, and his eating movements were also slow.

Now it turns out that even the prince can't be called?This lord is the only belief that he suppresses himself.

Let him refrain from hurting Zhou Ming, but will he also take away this right?

"I said before that you should call me Zhou Ming. I don't like Wang Ye, who is called so distantly." Zhou Ming smiled and said to Xiao En, who lowered his head to demonstrate himself.

A tear welled up in his eye socket, but he quickly put it back.

"Zhou Ming..." He had never mentioned this name in front of Zhou Ming before, but now he said it on this occasion.

Zhou Ming was overjoyed, and he said, "Well, that's what I'll be called from now on."

Can make Xiao En change his usual ice face, Zhou Ming feels that he is very powerful.

After lunch, Zhou Ming asked his servants to prepare the carriage, and they went to the theater to listen to the play.

Zhou Ming has never cared so much about a person, no matter how Xiao En treats him, he will not be angry.

This kind of feeling is probably like liking, he never knew that liking someone is so tiring.

That is to endure his poker face, but also to do everything possible to please him.