Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Although Jiang Chengli is tall and tall, his bones and flesh are well-proportioned, as elegant as a swan, his legs are perfectly proportioned and slender, his skin is a healthy porcelain white, and even blue blood vessels can be seen.

Ji Xun supported Jiang Chengli's ankle with his left hand, and stretched his sleeve with his right hand to gently wipe off the mud on Jiang Chengli's instep, as if wiping a precious and fragile artwork.

Seeing this, Jiang Chengli couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him: "There are tissues in the car."

Ji Xun lowered his head and remained silent from beginning to end. He took the wet tissue handed over by You Fan and wiped Jiang Chengli's feet very carefully. After drying, he put on socks and brand new leather shoes.

From Jiang Chengli's direction, all he could see was the jet-black and soft curls on top of Ji Xun's head, and his slender and straight back line outlined by the T-shirt. He was tall, so he looked like he was crouching in the gap between the seats when he bent over like this. , like a crouching wolf.

Jiang Chengli could almost feel that Ji Xun's gaze fell on his feet, which made his heart shudder, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Okay." The next second after he was dressed, Jiang Chengli quickly withdrew his legs, and subconsciously glanced at Ji Xun's expression, still feeling a little uneasy.

Very calm, without the slightest bit of displeasure and patience.

Jiang Chengli breathed a sigh of relief, as expected.

In the original text, Ji Xun is hard in his bones, but at the same time he is also smart and flexible. His hardness is reflected in his persistence. It can be seen from the fact that he knelt down to slag Gong in order to heal his mother. He endured for his purpose. A person of great strength.

In fact, Jiang Chengli felt strange when he read the novel. From the beginning to the end, he only saw Ji Xun's forbearance. Why would a person like him willingly surrender to Slag Gong.

For some reason, he always had the feeling that he had endured the humiliation step by step and controlled everything about Scum Gong, and the next moment he would reveal his true colors and let Scum Gong live on the streets.

But Zha Gong lived well until the end, Jiang Chengli can only explain it by illusion.

Jiang Chengli came back to his senses, the desire comes from asking for nothing, he wants to arouse Ji Xun's desire for his money, on the one hand to show his strong financial strength, on the other hand to give him some sweets from time to time.

Jiang Chengli wasn't worried that raising a wolf would overturn his car, even Slag Gong's series of slapstick operations were doing well, so why should he overturn?

When they arrived at the Central Hospital, before Ji Xun got out of the car, You Fan handed him a bank card with gold stamping and the address of the manor, and also told him his mobile phone number, asking him to call if necessary.

You Fan is wearing a straight black tuxedo, his face is light-colored, and only his pupils are extremely dark. Fortunately, he often wears a warm smile on his face to dilute the alienation.

Jiang Chengli knew that he was in his thirties, but he couldn't tell from his appearance at all. Some people believed that he was a college student who had just graduated, only the fine lines at the end of his eyes showed a third of maturity.

You Fan doesn't focus much in the novel, he is a stereotyped image of a wealthy butler, he is elegant, dignified, calm and capable, without revealing any flaws, he can always sense Slag Gong's thoughts at the first time, he is Slag Gong's most useful right-hand man.

Jiang Chengli didn't pay much attention at first, but the key point is that he is also in the character book given by the system.

Jiang Chengli gets a headache when he thinks about it. There are many people in the character book, but they are all men without exception.

Although the desire for money is also a desire, this word is still awkward, especially when it is used on men.

He can still use money to seduce Ji Xun, but You Fan is not short of money, and it is difficult to be seduced, otherwise Zha Gong would not trust him so much.

Jiang Chengli asked the system, but the system was as silent as if it was disconnected, and there was nothing in the system space except a character book.

"What do you think of Ji Xun?" In the silence, Jiang Chengli broke the silence.

You Fan glanced at Jiang Chengli from the rearview mirror. The latter leaned his head on the back of the seat, his slender legs crossed, his facial features were flickering in the dark, and the street lamps cast a few faint yellow shadows on his face, as if fascinated the demon.

You Fan only took one look and then looked away.

You Fan lowered his eyelashes, Jiang Chengli had never asked him such a personal question.

He subconsciously tugged at the fingertips of the white gloves, impatiently, but the corners of his lips curled into a perfect arc: "The person who can be favored by the young master must have something special."

Jiang Chengli deliberately wanted to observe his expression, but only saw a face with a decent smile, which was You Fan's usual mask.

Jiang Chengli was just probing casually, and he was not too disappointed. As long as You Fan is still by his side, he will show his flaws one day.

It is rumored that nine out of ten presidents in the novel have stomach problems, and it is indeed true.

On the third morning after Jiang Chengli returned to the manor, he was awakened by a burst of pain on the big velvet bed.

Jiang Chengli was born pale, and his face became paler when he frowned. He covered his abdomen with one hand, and his body gradually curled up into a curved bow.

Jiang Chengli forced himself to stand up straight, and went to touch the internal phone beside the bed, but his eyes were soaked in cold sweat and hurt so much that he accidentally pressed the wrong button. He wanted to call You Fan, but he pressed the phone number to Quan Manor instead.

Fortunately, it was called out.

Such a simple movement, but the pain hit like a tide, the pain made profuse sweating, the hair on the forehead was wet into wisps, and the ends of the eyes were rosy.

After a while, a series of hurried footsteps came from the door of the room, Jiang Chengli opened his eyes a slit, and what he saw was You Fan's anxious face.

Since Jiang Chengli called every room in the manor, the servants also followed You Fan, crowding each other to fill the room.

You Fan sat on the bed, took medicine from the doctor behind him, supported Jiang Chengli's upper body in his arms, held warm water in one hand, and fed the medicine with the other.

After drinking the medicine for a while, Jiang Chengli's curled up body began to relax slowly, and the effect of the medicine dispelled a lot of the pain in his body.

When he opened his eyes again, they were clear again.

You Fan skillfully took out a handkerchief and helped Jiang Chengli wipe off the sweat on his forehead. This action seemed to have been done many times, whether it was Jiang Chengli, You Fan, or the doctor's servant who followed.

Except for the newcomer Ji Xun.

Ji Xun settled down for his mother last night, and asked her to take care of Aunt Zhang's second-year-old grandson on the condition that he used the summer vacation as a tutor. He packed his things in a hurry and came to the manor according to the address.

The manor is located in the middle of the mountain. This area is sparsely populated and there is no public transportation. Ordinary vehicles are stopped at the foot of the mountain. Ji Xun had no choice but to walk up step by step by himself. It was already midnight when he arrived at the manor.

Fortunately, there was an officer on duty at the gate of the manor, who took a look at Ji Xun's face, and took him to Pianyuan without waiting for him to waste a word.

That person took him to sign a one-year contract. Ji Xun carefully read it twice, and it was really the same as what Jiang Chengli had said. He must always obey Jiang Chengli's orders.

Ji Xun had already been mentally prepared for this, and signed without hesitation.

He was allocated a separate room. The room was small but warm and tidy. In the center was a small single bed covered with a thick quilt that was soft enough to be seen by the naked eye. Other furniture needed for daily life were readily available.

The carpet was soft and clean, and he couldn't bear to step on it with his shoes on, so he took off his dusty shoes, revealing a pair of socks that had been washed until they turned white.

Thick curtains were hung on the small window sill, and outside the window was a large rose garden. He pushed the window open a gap, and suddenly the fragrance of flowers wafted into his face, and his aching muscles and bones finally eased a little.

Before dawn is the darkest moment, the stars are dim, only a morning star in the sky is the brightest.

There were footsteps passing by outside the door, approaching and leaving in a hurry, the servants had already gotten up before dawn and started to prepare for the busy day.

Even though it was far away from the main building, the servants did not speak when they walked around, and everything was in order, as if they were afraid of disturbing the sleeping owner.

He saw the main building lit up one after another not far away, where the sleeping prince lived, and he was in a different world from him.

Ji Xun looked away, took out the things in the suitcase, and placed them in the suitcase. After packing, the sky was gray and half-light. He sat on the soft sofa to rest, and subconsciously turned off the chandelier to save electricity bills. The room fell into darkness instantly.

After a while, he realized that he didn't need to leave such a little electricity bill for the manor, and laughed at himself.

He was plunged into darkness, as if he had merged with the sofa, but he didn't turn on the light.

He didn't sleep all night, and now he was so tired that he didn't have any strength, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He had just arrived on the first day, and he hadn't been assigned a job yet, so he could only listen to the busy voices of the servants outside the door.

"Jingle Bell--"

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside rang, and Ji Xun suddenly woke up from his thoughts. There was a faint voice on the phone. The voice was somewhat familiar, and it was Jiang Chengli's.

"You Fan, bring stomach medicine here..." The original very cold voice was mixed with a little weakness, and he was taken aback for a while.

The phone was hung up, and there was a series of doors opening and closing and hurried footsteps outside the door.

Ji Xun opened the door and found that the opposite door just opened, revealing a handsome young face, and smiled when he saw him.

"New here?" The boy at the opposite door walked out while putting on his clothes.

Ji Xun also showed a smile, and chatted with the young man. The young man was very talkative, and when he reached the main building, he had roughly figured out the reason of the matter.

If they are needed in the main building, the young master will call them to come over, otherwise they will only go to the main building when they are working. This courtyard is the dormitory for their servants.

Although this time it should be the young master who wanted to find the housekeeper but made the wrong number, but since he called their room, he couldn't pretend that he didn't hear him.

Ji Xun followed the servant, entered the main building, and saw You Fan hurried past him with the doctor's footsteps.

Ji Xun's eyes flickered, and he found that everyone in the manor had a good-looking skin, even the doctor was very handsome.

Compared with the side garden, the main building is bigger and more complicated and gorgeous.

Entering the master bedroom, on the big bed surrounded by layers of servants, Jiang Chengli was pale from pain, and his whole body was showing fragility.

Because his face was too pale, his hair, eyebrows and eyes became darker, as if only black and white remained on his body, and he was as handsome as a mountain fairy.

He was only wearing pajamas but did not hide his dignity at all, most of the people were leaning on You Fan behind him.

Ji Xun looked through the gaps in the crowd, just in time to meet Jiang Chengli's opened eyes.

As soon as Jiang Chengli opened his eyes, he met a circle of concerned gazes, and the sight above his head was completely covered. Seeing the layers of servants around him, he felt that the air was not smooth.

He couldn't bear Zha Gong's high-profile style of acting everywhere, but he couldn't change it for a while.

He glanced at You Fan, You Fan understood, and turned to the servant: "Okay, let's go."

The crowd dispersed one after another, Jiang Chengli called Ji Xun who was in the crowd.

"Can you cook?" At this moment, Jiang Chengli only had faint pain in his stomach. He remembered that in the original text, Ji Xun was very good at cooking, and Zha Gong's stomach was slowly nourished by him.

Ji Xun nodded: "I will."

His grandmother was getting old and had a bad appetite, and he had developed a good cooking skill over the years.

The kitchen in the main building is very large, and there is a special cold storage room, which is filled with fresh ingredients from all over the world every morning.

With the help of two chefs, the meal was ready within half an hour.

The meal is very simple, a bowl of smooth and tender egg custard, next to it is a plate of refreshing side dishes, plus a small bowl of oatmeal.

It's hard to say how amazing it is, but the outstanding thing is that the heat is extremely precise, and it is very comfortable when it falls into the stomach.

Jiang Chengli felt warm in his stomach after eating, and his complexion softened a lot. He decided to speak clearly to Ji Xun.