After the marriage, the giant is really fragrant every day [Transmigration Book]

This is Cen Xing's second visit to Lu Mingshen's villa.

"Welcome Mr. Cen." When Cen Xing rang the doorbell, he was greeted by a dignified and elegant old woman, who smiled kindly and said: "The young master hasn't come back yet, if you don't mind, please go inside and have some tea and rest for a while .”

Vaguely remembering that the other party was the housekeeper of the Lu family, Cen Xing replied with a smile: "I came here early on purpose, if I remember correctly, you are Aunt Fang?"

"Thank you Mr. Cen for remembering," before Aunt Fang finished speaking, the grass in front of the two suddenly trembled, and a big golden hair emerged from the grass and rushed straight to Cen Xing.

Aunt Fang hurriedly stopped: "Xiao Jin! You can't do this to Mr. Cen!"

"Your name is Xiaojin? You are so cute, I like you so much." Cen Xing knelt down and hugged the golden fur that was arched into his arms, rubbed the fluffy dog's head, couldn't put it down, and reacted in a moment, surprised: "This Is it Lu Mingshen's dog?"

Seeing that he wasn't angry, Aunt Fang felt relieved and nodded, "Yes, his name is Lu Xiaojin. When the young master won the WEG championship a few years ago, Mr. Grisha gave him a gift."

Silently keeping this matter in mind, Cen Xing stood up and said happily: "It's a very special gift, and you can just call me Xiaoxing. Aunt Fang, can I ask, have you been in Lu's house for a long time?"

Putting the dog leash on Xiao Jin who was following them, Aunt Fang handed the rope to Cen Xing, and replied with a smile: "I have been working in the Lu family since the young master was two years old, how can I help you?"

"I heard that I will live with him in the future," Cen Xing asked tentatively, "Do you know what hobbies he usually has?"

Aunt Fang lowered her eyes, seemed a little sad, and said softly: "In the past, the young master liked equestrian the most, but..."

Halfway through the conversation, there was a sound behind the two of them. Unexpectedly, Lu Mingshen's car also came back early.

The hand was pulled hard, Cen Xing lowered his head, and the golden retriever actually raised two paws like a human being, and swipe in the direction of Maserati, as if saying hello.

He let go of the dog leash, only to see Lu Xiaojin throw himself into the arms of his master like an arrow, and put his head on Lu Mingshen's chin, like a coquettish child.

At this time, Lu Mingshen's expression still didn't change much, but Cen Xing noticed that the man's movements of stroking the golden retriever were gentle and skillful, and even if the big dog's movements were occasionally presumptuous, he didn't push away Lu Xiaojin who was wagging his tail desperately.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his side face, I don't know if it was Cen Xing's illusion, but the man looked at Xiao Jin with pity and loneliness.

Seeing Cen Xing and Aunt Fang, Lu Mingshen only nodded his head slightly, and steered the wheelchair to cross the path on his own, leading Xiao Jin into the house.

Following Lu Mingshen, Cen Xing came to the dining room with him, saw him pat Xiao Jin's head, took out dog snacks from the table and fed them to the golden retriever who had followed all the way.

The dining room of Lu Mingshen's house is spacious and bright. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the sunset hanging in the sky. The interior of the living room is simple, with several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, as well as a horseshoe framed in a picture frame and made of gold.He turned his head, faced Cen Xing who was standing, and said nonchalantly, "Sit."

Not sure about Lu Mingshen's attitude, Cen Xing sat down opposite him, looked at the dog groomer, and said calmly: "I wanted to tell you about the live broadcast on the same day, don't worry, I can handle it."

Lu Mingshen asked straightforwardly: "The horse you choose can only reach four stars at most. What are your plans for the future?"

Does that mean that Lu Mingshen has watched his video, judged the upper limit of the horse, and is not worried about his ability?Cen Xing was secretly surprised, and said frankly: "I plan to train to two stars within one and a half months, and then participate in various leagues while looking for suitable horses. It is best to find sponsors."

Except for people like Lu Mingshen who have mines at home, the horse owners who sponsor the riders are generally various rich and wealthy businessmen. For example, Meng Qian, relying on the contacts of the Meng family, is like a fish in water in the upper class, and never needs to worry about endorsements and horse sources.

On the other hand, Cen Xingtu has the name of the eldest son of Meng, has never attended any formal social occasions, and is notorious. If he wants to raise funds, he can only rely on live broadcasts. The cost of harness supplies is enough for him to have a headache.

Seeing Lu Mingshen raised his eyebrows, Cen Xing explained: "I know your family is not short of money, but our contract is only for one year, and we will always have to rely on ourselves in the future. I am already very grateful that you can lend me Fan Yu for training. "

Even if there is no limit on the black card, buying a horse can range from a few thousand to tens of millions. He thinks it is more confident to make money by himself.

"Yes." Lu Mingshen leaned against the backrest, folded his hands, pondered for a moment, did not raise any objection to his plan, but nodded to Aunt Fang to serve, raised his eyes and asked: "You are training Fan Yu today? How do you feel?"

Talking about the horses he loves, a smile appeared on the corners of Cen Xing's lips, his eyes rolled, and he turned out his mobile phone and said: "Fan Yu is worthy of being a thoroughbred horse, with strong power, brave and stubborn personality, and it will take a lot of money for the first time. It takes strength to stop. I took a photo of him, do you want to see it?" He leaned forward slightly, his black eyes stared at Lu Mingshen, and the pupils seemed to reflect the Milky Way, or like shining black diamonds: "You know Is it? The first time we met, I just approached him, and he looked down on me with his eyes, very arrogant. Even after I got on the horse, he would keep jumping hard, almost knocking me off the horse..."

There is a little secret that Cen Xing will not tell him: Fan Yu reminds me of you.Thoroughbred horses grazing in small fields are ferocious and unruly. Only professional jockeys can tame them.I'm the jockey, and I'm going to try to tame you.

Cen Xing himself may not know that at this moment, he has crooked eyebrows, twinkling stars in his pupils, and his eyes are as pure as a newborn deer, which is nothing like the "sinister and cunning" that Mrs. Lu said when they met for the first time. .

"I seem to be talking too vigorously," Cen Xing realized that he was the only one talking non-stop, and Lu Mingshen remained silent, thinking that the other party was already impatient, so he asked cautiously, "Do you want to see him?"

Two or three months have passed since the accident of falling from the horse. Cen Xing heard that after knowing the allergens of his beloved horse, Lu Mingshen invited a famous domestic doctor to treat the horse. He guessed that person should still care about it, right?

After taking a deep look at him, Lu Mingshen said: "Send me the photo." Not wanting Cen Xing to ask, he looked away: "The rest will continue after dinner."

The dinner was very quiet, and Cen Xing accidentally discovered that the dishes served were basically the same as the calorie intake he had calculated for each meal, but how could Lu Mingshen know?He secretly looked at the silent man in the main seat, the distance between the two was not too far, and Lu Mingshen even ate like a robot charging, as if the man was not eating food, but completing an extra job.

After the meal, Aunt Fang handed over a list to Lu Mingshen and Cen Xing, saying: "This is a gift for the two elders tomorrow night, please have a look."

Lu Mingshen looked at Cen Xing: "Is there anything you want to buy?"

There are dozens of items on the list above, ranging from antiques to supplements. Cen Xing glanced at them and responded obediently: "I don't know them well, so it's up to you."

"Okay." With Lu Mingshen's permission, Aunt Fang put away the list, and said politely, "Next, please ask Master Xiaoxing to go upstairs with me to try on the clothes for tomorrow night."

There are about a dozen liftable wardrobes in the cloakroom. There are two custom-made gray striped suits hanging at the entrance. There are two Patek Philippe watches and matching brooches on the coffee table by the wall, which seem to be specially prepared for him.

When Cen Xing changed his clothes and went down the stairs, Lu Mingshen only raised his eyebrows a little, but couldn't take his eyes off: the diamond pin on Cen Xing's chest was dazzling, but it was still not as beautiful as the emerald of the person wearing it.

"It fits well." Seeing that he was silent, Cen Xing walked up to him and put one hand on the chair: "That's it?"

"Continue to try another set." Lu Mingshen looked away, gestured to Aunt Fang, and commented: "Diamonds are too vulgar, change them."

It was really difficult to serve, Cen Xing reluctantly went back to the cloakroom, and was led to a wardrobe by Aunt Fang. As soon as the door opened, rows of antique brooches and watches were neatly arranged. From antique emeralds to gold rubies, it was dazzling .

However, his attention was attracted by a concealed closet door next to it. In the closet hung a set of short knight uniforms, simple black and white, slim and exquisitely tailored, ironed without a trace of wrinkle.

Aunt Fang patted him on the back and said regretfully, "That's the young master's knight uniform."

Looking away, Aunt Cen Xing and Ren Fang helped him change his coat and brooch, but couldn't help but think that if Lu Mingshen put it on, he would look heroic.

When he went downstairs again, Cen Xing saw several crystal fruit bowls on the empty seat opposite Lu Mingshen, which contained bright red cherries, green grapes...all his favorite fruits.

After glancing at him lightly, Lu Mingshen mechanically said, "Sit."

"Then I won't be polite." Since the other party didn't continue to criticize, Cen Xing acquiesced that he didn't need to change any more, sat down generously, suddenly remembered what Meng Qian said that day, raised his eyes and asked: "By the way, Madam Lu, I need to do something What is there to appease her?"

Although I don't think there will be much improvement, he will not fall behind in the superficial work that should be done.

After hearing him explain the whole story, Lu Mingshen shook his head and said with a blank expression: "I should be the one to come forward. Biased explanations are useless. Time will tell people's hearts."

bias?Cen Xing was thoughtful, half biting a cherry between his lips, and looked at the person sitting opposite him. Does this mean that Lu Mingshen believed what he said that day?Lifting the glass of red wine on the table, his slightly drunken eyes seemed to be filled with a little smile, he raised his head and drank it down, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Seeing the tip of his unconsciously protruding tongue, tender and small, licking off the alcohol on his lips little by little, as if deliberately provoking someone, Lu Mingshen inexplicably dry lips, frowned: "From now on, if you have anything to do, you can just send me a message." Message, my number is stored on the phone, I don't like to hide it." After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Also, I don't like to be delayed in replying, like last night."

"I replied within 10 minutes last night. I don't think it's a delay. How many things do you dislike? Do you want to make a list?" Cen Xing rubbed his forehead, leaned half on the back of the sofa, and said casually: "I'm afraid I don’t have a good memory, so I’d be embarrassed to step on thunder one day.”

He was just joking, and Lu Mingshen paused for a few seconds on his exposed, half-white wrist, and replied: "Your proposal is very practical, I like it, and I will ask my assistant to summarize it tomorrow and send a copy to you. If you You can also make a similar form if you think it is necessary, but if necessary, I will list specific specifications for you."

Cen Xing: ...Actually, you are an AI that enslaves humans, right?

In the middle of the night, seeing Cen Xing covered with a quilt in the surveillance, Lu Mingshen looked at the screen on the other side, and a clear and sweet voice came from the earphone: "Your personality is the same as Lu Mingshen." In the picture, it was daytime, and Cen Xing bent down , patted the horse's neck, and asked jokingly: "Do you miss your master? I'm going to see him tonight, do you have anything to say to him?"

The man on the horseback has gentle eyebrows and a bright and pure smile. Even if he only wears simple sportswear, he still can't conceal the elegance in his bones.

Since the accident, other people never mentioned anything about equestrianism in front of Lu Mingshen, as if they were sure that this would poke his "scar", Cen Xing was the only exception.