Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

He maintained a regular schedule before wearing books, and he was sleepy every day when he couldn't be shaken.

Take a shower at 09 o'clock in the evening, drink a cup of hot milk and lie on the bed at 30:[-], and fall asleep on time before ten o'clock, because this habit has missed a lot of things, and was often laughed at by colleagues.

[System, what happened just now? 】

Jiang Chengli recalled the feeling just now, and he couldn't tell whether it was sleepiness or some other feeling. In short, it was hazy, and he couldn't help feeling two points of doubt in his heart.

It's just that he waited for a while, but he didn't wait for the system to reply.

The system almost never paid attention to him, and Jiang Chengli didn't find out anything, wondering if he was too sensitive.

It was already one o'clock in the morning after returning to the manor and cleaning up. Jiang Chengli was so tired that he didn't drink any milk, and he couldn't speak a word in bed, because he missed the usual time to fall asleep, and he couldn't fall asleep for a long time because of tossing and turning.

At 2:36, Jiang Chengli looked at the ceiling, his open eyes were full of despair, he did not expect that the biggest difficulty he encountered while walking through the book was actually the problem of work and rest.

In the second half of the night, Jiang Chengli managed to fall asleep in a daze, but was woken up on time by the biological clock in the morning. He looked at the gorgeous European-style wall clock on the wall, and it was only seven o'clock.

He got up in a daze, washed up and went downstairs.

He woke up physically, but remained on the bed.

It wasn't until Jiang Chengli sat in the dining room that he smelled the aroma of food and the smooth yogurt fell into his stomach, and then he felt awake.

There are six breakfasts on the table, each of which is not too much, but the delicate color of the plate looks very delicious. Ji Xun is not a professional chef, so it can be seen that it took a lot of time to achieve this level.

Ji Xun stood by the dining table with an apron around his waist: "Master, I asked the butler until you are used to drinking milk for breakfast. I specially made a bowl of yogurt last night. I wonder if it suits your taste?"

Jiang Chengli felt more comfortable and refreshed, nodded slightly, curious: "Good job, when did you start preparing?"

"It started at five o'clock in the morning."

"Five o'clock, so you haven't had time to have breakfast yet?" The manor servants have their own kitchen and dining room, breakfast time is six o'clock, and there must be nothing left at this time, "If you don't mind, you can come and come with me."

Jiang Chengli wiped his mouth with a wet handkerchief. The six breakfasts on the table were not used much, and two points remained untouched, and there is still a lot left.

"Thank you, young master." Ji Xun really didn't have time to eat breakfast.

In fact, it's not just breakfast, he didn't eat dinner at the hospital last night to save money, and he's already hungry by now.

He thanked him, and came out from the kitchen with a set of disposable tableware, put a little from the plate on the dining table into a bowl, and planned to go to the kitchen to eat.

He didn't care about eating other people's leftovers. When he was in elementary school, he worked part-time at a non-staple food store with his mother, and his dinner was all stale leftovers from the store one day. It was many times dirtier than this.

What's more, that young master's fingernails are carefully nourished, he is born arrogant and noble, even the soles of his shoes are cleaner than ordinary people's clothes.

"No need, just sit here and eat." Seeing that he wanted to avoid going to the kitchen, Jiang Chengli subconsciously stopped him.

When he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that there was only one chair in the dining room that he was sitting on.

Ji Xun walked back again, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and the voice in his ear spit out word by word from the man's thin lips, like alms from above.

He didn't refute, nodded: "OK."

Ji Xun simply knelt down on the carpet, he ate without slowness but did not look vulgar at all, on the contrary because of his exquisite appearance, which seemed to be a bit fluent.

Jiang Chengli was a little guilty, he was already full, but if he didn't eat it, it seemed that he would let others eat his leftovers, and eating with Ji Xun didn't fit the personality of the boss.

Jiang Chengli rested his fingertips on the chopsticks for two seconds and then let go, simply looking down at him to eat.

"Thank you, young master." Ji Xun finished eating in silence while facing his gaze, and then cleaned up the dishes.

Jiang Chengli went to the company, looking at the full schedule was a headache, and there are two more dates today.

Jiang Chengli was very puzzled, isn't the slag attacking him tired?

Even if all the unimportant dates have been turned off, after these three days, Jiang Chengli has met a total of six partners, including starlets, Internet celebrities, and new Xiaokai, and the dating venues are all over the city's high-end restaurants.

Every time he saw a partner, he had to give out the gifts prepared in the desk, and he was so tired that he couldn't tell who was who in the end.

Jiang Chengli went to bed late and got up early every day without a good night's sleep. His biological clock was in such a mess that he couldn't hold on until the fourth day and couldn't wake up in the morning.

When he opened his eyes, there was a cool and beautiful face in front of him.

"Master woke up?"

Jiang Chengli was not quite sober yet, only a blank expression appeared on his serious face for the first time.

He first looked at the wall clock, it was 11:30 noon, and his first reaction was that the appointment at noon would definitely be late.

Jiang Chengli regained his composure, and then suddenly realized that the person in front of him was Ji Xun.

"Who told you to come in?" Two days ago was the day when his mother had an operation, and every day he waited for Jiang Chengli to have breakfast before leaving, and the two of them had no other interaction except for eating.

"I'll ask the young master to have breakfast." Ji Xun stood in front of the window with a slender figure, like a young willow, exuding the innocence and uprightness of a young man.

"How was your mother's surgery?"

"Thanks to the doctor that the young master helped to hire, the operation was a success. I asked the auntie next door to take care of her."

Finally, he did not repeat the mistakes of the original text. Although it is said to be a fictional character in the novel, Jiang Chengli was always depressed when reading the novel, and now he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since it was too late to go to the company, Jiang Chengli simply postponed the work. He remembered that the current plot in the novel was that the slag Gong brought Jing Si home, and deliberately refused to return Ji Xun Qian to torture him, and even made him make a fool of himself at Jing Si's birthday party. .

In fact, in the novel, Jing Si is the senior of Ji Xun High School, and he has a good impression of Ji Xun, so he lent him money to treat his illness, but due to Zha Gong's power, he dare not resist Zha Gong.

It's just that Jiang Chengli didn't intend to do this: "There is a banquet tonight, you go with me."

Ji Xun was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Jiang Chengli leaned against the head of the bed and narrowed his eyes slightly. He grabbed Ji Xun's upper body by his collar with his right hand, and what came to his face was the scent of shower gel on the young man's neck, which was the uniform fragrance of oranges from all the servants in the manor.

Ji Xun seemed very obedient, bent down following Jiang Chengli's strength, propped his arms on the head of the bed, and let his hair hang down softly.

With his left fingertips, Jiang Chengli gently lifted a strand of long hair that blocked his eyes, looking mean and picky: "The hair is too long, I'll cut it in the afternoon," and saw the collar of the clothes he was holding, I don't know how long he had worn it , It has been washed and turned white and fluffy, "I also buy new clothes."

After speaking, Jiang Chengli let go of his hand, and pushed him away as if a little disgusted.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Chengli packed up and took Ji Xun out the door.

The pure black modified car looks ordinary, following the traffic flow into the most prosperous area of ​​City H, and getting off at the landmark Huabu Building in City H.

Jiang Chengli arrived at the 10th floor according to the location in his memory. When he got out of the elevator, it was the modeling studio on the first floor. A group of people immediately surrounded him when they saw him.

"How dare Young Master Jiang ask you to come in person? If you have something to do, call me and I will come to you in person!" A middle-aged female stylist started with a smile on her face.

Jiang Chengli shook his head. Naturally, he wanted to save trouble and send someone directly to the manor to help, but that would not be able to more intuitively show his wealth as the overlord.

He pulled Ji Xun who was beside him over: "It's not me, it's him."

"Yo, so it's this gentleman." The stylist looked Ji Xun in sportswear up and down, and saw that his whole body didn't exceed 1000 yuan, so he understood and took them there with a smile. separate room.

The room is very large, and it looks very luxurious in this area where every inch of land is expensive.

"What kind of look do you want?" The stylist pulled Ji Xun to sit down in front of the mirror.

Ji Xun saw Jiang Chengli in the mirror who was looking down at the phone with his long legs up on the sofa beside him, pursed his lips, and said, "Just cut it short."

Jiang Chengli was replying to the email, when he heard Ji Xun's words, he raised his head and looked at his hairstyle.

In fact, I can't say what kind of hairstyle it is. Ji Xun's hair naturally hangs on his forehead, because some of it is a bit long, blocking the view, and it fits together with his deep bones and red lips and white teeth. It doesn't look gloomy but rather decadent and seductive. means.

"The bangs are blown up, and the forehead is exposed to look energetic." Jiang Chengli was worried about Ji Xun's aesthetics, a good boy, and couldn't help giving him advice.

The stylist was a little perplexed, observed Ji Xun's reaction, saw him nodding in agreement, then smiled and said, "It's the first time I've seen Young Master Jiang treat people so caringly, sir, you're really lucky."

Jiang Chengli had a chill and was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't even maintain the evil smile on his face.

Jiang Chengli suspected that Ji Xun had the same aversion to cold as him, but there was no sign of reluctance on his face, so he couldn't help observing for two seconds.

After finishing the modeling, Ji Xun showed a clean and tough forehead, his browbones were straightened and pressed down to outline the deep eye sockets, his temperament suddenly changed from soft to sharp, Jiang Chengli was taken aback.

But Jiang Chengli immediately regained his composure, noticed the inconsistent sportswear on Ji Xun, and took Ji Xun to the mall.

I don’t know how long I’ve worn Ji Xun’s jacket. Although it’s been washed clean and still has a natural fragrance, it’s old in style, and the side pockets have been re-stitched with fine stitches and the same stitches as the clothes. Dark blue, you can see the obvious intentions of the people who sewed.

It wasn't that Jiang Chengli deliberately observed other people's privacy, it was just that the atmosphere on the way here by car was too dull and he couldn't help but notice it when he was distracted.

How should I put it, he suddenly felt that he was a bit despicable, using wealth that did not belong to him to show off and seduce an already very difficult teenager.

Jiang Chengli randomly chose a men's clothing store that looked familiar. The clerk was very enthusiastic when he saw him, and surrounded him and Ji Xun: "Welcome, what service do you need?"

Jiang Chengli was a programmer in a big company before wearing a book. He wasn't rich but he had a small amount of assets. At least he didn't worry about money.

He has few hobbies, and he doesn't like to argue with others. If there is something that can be solved with money, he will not think of other solutions. As time goes by, he just doesn't like dealing with people, and then he turns into a social terror.

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