[Comprehensive] President, come to the bowl

Arisugawa Mansion

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup to keep out the cold, Arisukawa Jun shifted his gaze to Domyoji who had his eyes closed tightly on the bed.

"Miss, it's time."

The housekeeper Maeda who was waiting quietly reminded him softly.

Since his elder brother Shun Arisugawa immigrated to the United States two years ago, [-] pm every Sunday has become a time for siblings to bond.This has become a practice that no one can shake, even the noble master Daoming Temple has to be treated coldly.

Nodding slightly, Arisukawa Jun stood up and smoothed the folds of the skirt.

"Send two stable maids in to serve you, butler Maeda, you should also go and rest."

Since Xi Chuan, the personal doctor of the Xichuan family, said that Master Mingsi was fine, they didn't have to make a fuss.

Arisukawa Jun instructed simply.

The right hand on the doorknob paused, and then glanced at Sisi Daoming who was asleep, his figure slowly disappeared beyond the door.

Arisukawa Jun walked towards the study alone.

>>>

The content of the conversation with my brother is nothing more than my life in Japan or telling him to pay attention to his body. It is the same every week.

In a sense, she is not very competent as the youngest daughter of the Arisugawa family. No matter in the past or now, the situation that she knows little about the business handled by the family has not changed.

However, Jun Arisukawa's mission was doomed from the moment he was born.

She only needs to abide by her duties for this, which is the greatest contribution to the family.

Arisukawa Jun and his elder brother have a kind of tacit understanding by convention --- Domyoji Tsubaki has always avoided talking about him.

After reporting the recent situation, Arisukawa remained silent for a while.

"A few days ago, she came to see me. Did you quarrel?"

The existence of Domyoji Tsubaki is very subtle, Arisukawa Jun can neither call her sister-in-law calmly, nor can she call her by her name blatantly.Because until now, Arisukawa still couldn't figure out the definition of Domyoji Tsubaki in his brother's heart.

Wife, shame or something else.

I'm afraid only the heavens and the earth know it, and Arisukawa Shun knows it himself.

Again and again, Arisukawa Jun chose to use "she" instead of the title.

My brother really understands.

Arisukawa Jun was a little dazed, unable to catch the fleeting loneliness on his face.

"What are you thinking about? How could her tepid temper quarrel with me. She said she missed her brother in Japan, so she went back to China alone."

There is no need to find any clumsy excuses of "I'm too busy to take time off", the relationship between Arisukawa Shun and Daoming Temple Tsubaki has always been limited to respect and respect, and my sister knows it too.

On the screen, Shun Arisugawa raised his head and said to the people beside him:

"Waitaminute."

Arisukawa Jun had just said goodbye to his brother, when there was a dispute outside the door.

"Master Daoming Temple, you are too weak to run around, you should follow me back to your room to rest."

While speaking, Sisi Daoming broke free from the shackles of his servants and rushed into the room.

"Go and bring me a bowl of ginger soup."

The maid quickly took orders and retreated as if she had been pardoned.

Seeing her performance in his eyes, Arisukawa felt sorry for him.

How could such a trouble be caused by a momentary soft heart?

Sisi Daoming, who was leaning against the door frame, was pale, and his short sentence seemed to exhaust all his strength.

Regarding the situation of the young master of Daoming Temple, Arisukawa Jun is still happy to see it succeed.

Because the first sentence he met was not very pleasant.

"You dead woman, who asked you to meddle in your own business and bring me back?"

I have already experienced the arrogance of the young master of Daoming Temple, but I never thought that this young master would be equally arrogant in other people's territory.

Come to think of it, the four words of being cautious in words and deeds will never appear in the life dictionary of Young Master Daoming Temple.

"Then tell me where I should send you. Your home? If Daoming Sifeng asks you why you got wet in the rain, I'm afraid you won't be able to answer it. I'm to blame for my sympathy attack today. I should have pretended not to see it and put It would be best if the young master of Daoming Temple is left there."

Daoming Sisi's pale lips smacked a few times and murmured:

"That old woman doesn't care about my life."

Arisukawa is not very interested in exploring Daomingji's inner world, so it is right that he did not hear this sentence.

Seeing Arisukawa Jun standing where he was, he had no intention of helping.

The director of Daoming Temple twitched the corners of his mouth and shouted:

"Hey, are you an idiot? Didn't you see that my uncle is weak and can't walk!"

I knew in my heart that Master Ming Si was subduing in disguise.

Generously ignoring the offense in Daoming Sisi's words, Arisukawa quickly took a few steps to hold his arm, and led him to sit on the sofa.

As soon as the two sat down, the maid who had left earlier returned with ginger soup.

"Drink the ginger soup, then go back to the room and sleep."

The director of Daoming Temple silently took the porcelain bowl from the maid, and took a sip coyly.

"It's so spicy, I won't drink it."

The maid who stood on the spot looked at the worried young lady in embarrassment, and dared not make a sound.

"Go to the kitchen and get me a slice of lemon."

>>>

Holding the lemon slice with two fingers, squeezing the abundant juice into the ginger soup, Arisukawa Jun took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped his hands.

Thinking of the handkerchief that was soaked in sweat by Yushi Ninzu, and then remembering the scene where he was holding his right hand imitating Atobe's signature, Arisukawa Jun was a little dazed.

"Hey, hey..."

Daomingji stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Arisukawa.

"Ah, I'm sorry. It shouldn't be spicy now, so drink it quickly."

Calling back the thoughts of exile, Arisukawa's tone to Daoming Temple was much gentler than before.

If Daoming Sisi before he met Makino Shancai might attribute her abnormality to the fact that she was planning a scheme, then the current Daoming Si can clearly understand what that expression means.

Because, recently, he can also empathize.

From time to time, I will stare at something and get caught in my own thoughts and can't extricate myself.

That was when he was thinking about that stupid woman Makino Shancai.

So, is Arisukawa Jun missing someone too?

No, how could a woman like her fall in love with someone else.

However, when he thought about this tiny possibility, he felt a sense of discomfort in his heart.

The Secretary of Daoming Temple recalled the chance meeting in the restaurant.

"What did you do at the restaurant last time? Wearing such a formal kimono, it can't be a blind date, right? Which family is so unlucky."

Tentatively asking Arisukawa Jun's purpose of appearing in the kiosk wearing a kimono, what she got was a merciless ridicule.

"This is my private matter, I don't think there is any need to report it to Young Master Daoming Temple."

Daoming Temple Si Yu was speechless, he snatched the bowl from You Qichuan's hand indignantly, and drank the full ginger soup in one gulp.

Drinking too fast, the taste buds have not fully functioned, and a bowl of ginger soup has been eaten.

Feeling the warmth rising from his abdomen, he belatedly realized that the ginger soup was not as spicy as before.

Seeing Domyoji's confusion, Arisukawa Jun took the initiative to solve the doubts.

"Lemon has a detoxifying effect."

"My uncle didn't intend to ask this!"

The Secretary of Daoming Temple put the porcelain bowl on the table and stood up.

"My uncle is going back to his room to sleep."

Feeling helpless about the uncertain character of the young master of Daoming Temple, Arisukawa also got up and said:

"I'll send someone... I'll help you back to your room."

Suddenly remembering the school celebration that caused her headaches, Arisukawa Jun decided to temporarily change his attitude towards Daoming Temple.

Daoming Sisi turned his head and glanced at her suspiciously.

"Why do you care about me so much all of a sudden?"

"Because my self-cultivation tells me that people who are sick should be treated kindly. You know, our family runs a medical business."

The director of Daoming Temple looked at Youqichuan for a while, and unexpectedly found some sincerity from her face.

He suspected that his symptoms had worsened again to produce such absurd feelings.

In the next moment, Daoming Temple's speculation was completely fulfilled.

His knees bent, his body leaned forward uncontrollably, and he fell softly...

Arisukawa Jun didn't expect Daomingji's surprise attack at all, she didn't even have time to move her body, and her vision was invaded by darkness.

Daoming Sisi's body tightly covered her, and the sudden weight on her chest made her almost suffocate.

Arisukawa Jun tentatively pushed Doomyoji.

"Master Daoming Temple?"

The scorching breath sprayed on her neck, and a layer of pimples immediately appeared on the delicate skin. Daoming Sisi's side face was close to her, and the hot temperature of his cheeks was also transmitted to her body.

Arisukawa Jun touched Daomingsi's bare|exposed arm, which was also hot.

This guy must have a fever.

>>>

It was already midnight when Daoming Sisi woke up from the bed again.

Except for a dozing maid, there was no one else in the room.

Damn it, that woman left him again!

Unlike the previous time, the current Daoming Sisi can clearly feel the changes in his body.The lingering sense of powerlessness is gradually subsiding, and his mind is no longer as chaotic as before.

The door of the room opened suddenly.

Because of the carpet in the corridor, Daoming Sisi couldn't hear any footsteps.

Arisukawa Jun's face appeared in sight, pretending to be sleeping is obviously not a wise decision.

He stared at Arisukawa with accusation in his eyes, and Arisukawa rubbed his forehead wearily.

"cough."

She coughed to wake up the negligent maid.

The sleepy-eyed maid looked at the young master of Daoming Temple who woke up at some unknown time on the bed, and then at her own young lady with a gloomy face, she suddenly turned pale with shock.

Fortunately, the young lady just waved her hand and ordered:

"Bring in the dinner plate outside the door, and then you can go out. Next time, you can go to Maeda to ask for your resignation."

"Yes... yes, miss."

There was the bland porridge prepared by Jun Qi Chuan for Daoming Temple. The director of Daoming Temple was going to make a fuss about his appetite, but he obediently obeyed under her gaze.

Scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it until the temperature was right before handing it to Daoming Si's lips.

"When I passed out just now, didn't I..."

"I heard that you are going to attend our school's celebration as a student representative of Yingde College?"

Unintentionally entangled with Daoming Temple about what happened just now, Arisukawa Jun opened his mouth while feeding him porridge.

"Ice Emperor's school celebration? You don't care if I like to come or not."

Even if he was drinking porridge, Daoming Temple Secretary would not stop choking on Arisukawa.

Daoming Sisi put on a disdainful expression on his face, but his heart was restlessly trying to jump out of his chest.

He was deeply afraid that Arisukawa Jun's next words would be:

"Don't you come to Ice Empress to see me?"

Although unwilling to admit it, Daoming Sisi did successfully occupy the place of student representatives by extraordinary means.

However, his purpose is definitely not to go to Byodi to meet Arisukawa Jun.

It's because he's interested in Ice Emperor's style... that's all.

Of course, if he's interested, he can tease Arisukawa as a sideshow.

Arisukawa Jun didn't say anything as Domyoji imagined, in fact she fell into an unusual silence after asking this sentence.

Feed Daoming Si a bowl of porridge, and then carefully wipe off the porridge stains on the corners of his lips.

Domyoji had never seen such a gentle Arisukawa Jun, which was completely contrary to his cognition.

Forgetting to evade or refuse, he let Arisukawa act dully.

After finishing a series of preparations, it is almost time to enter the topic.

Jun Arisukawa raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was an indeterminate smile on the corner of his mouth.

She stood up and looked down at Daoming Temple condescendingly.

"I wonder if Master Mingsi can do me a favor?"

Although the inquiry was in soft words, there was an expression of determination on his face.

"What?"

"It's very simple. I would like to trouble Master Daomingsi to persuade the president of your school's council to attend the Bingdi's school celebration."

It wasn't until now that Daoming Temple Secretary realized that Arisukawa's gentleness was all purposeful.

His fingers couldn't help but firmly grasped the quilt on his body, looking arrogant.

"Why should I help you?"

Based on Arisukawa's understanding of him, tough measures will not work at all.

She pretended to tilt her head and thought about it.

"Well, it's because we have slept together in the same bed."

"Who...who has slept with you before."

Daoming Sisi's pale face turned red in an instant, and even a good excuse was stumbling, unable to hold up his momentum.

"You are sleeping on my bed, and the one behind your head is my pillow. What is this not sharing the same bed?"

He clearly knew that You Qichuan was playing tricks on him, but Daoming Sisi could only hear his own heartbeat echoing in his ears, one after another, as if to shatter his eardrums.

Just as she was about to refute, Arisukawa Jun pressed her index finger to her lips to make a silent gesture---her cell phone rang.

"Mr. Feng has been greeting you for a long time, please don't care about my negligence."

Arisukawa treated that person with a humble and polite attitude, as if he was extremely patient.

And she to herself...

Daoming Sisi clenched his right hand into a fist.

A wave of evil was born in his heart, he grabbed the pillow and threw it at Arisukawa, and said loudly:

"Didn't you say you want to share the bed with me, come on!"