The decent boss always wants to attack me

Bai Qing pursed his lips, was he saying, what are you doing here when you have nothing to do, or was he asking, what's the matter here?

He didn't speak, and the atmosphere became a little delicate.

Chu Xiu showed no expression, just waiting for Bai Qing to answer.

[Is there any difference between these two sentences?Host, please control your facial expressions!You seem to be bursting with anger right now! ! 】

Bai Qing lowered the corner of his mouth: What do you know?Chu Xiu didn't have a tone when he spoke, and he couldn't tell the difference between yin and yang. According to his reaction, I can better draw up a set of rules of flattery.

If he dislikes me and comes to him, I will slip away. If he asks me what I want to come here seriously, I will go.

502's tone calmed down, probably because he wanted to reason with him: [Chu Xiu doesn't dislike you now, but if you look at it like this for a few minutes, he will leave if you can't keep it. 】

The young master asked suspiciously: Really?

【certainly! 】

Many students passed by them, and the flow of people formed a circle around them, like a circular relief floating in a pool of clear water, quiet and stubborn.

Bai Qing's jaw line relaxed a bit, and when he was about to speak, he bumped into Chu Xiu's shallow amber eyes, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, like a half-grown child encountering a puzzled problem.

He asked, "Hungry?"

!!!

At this moment, he felt like a pet raised by Chu Xiu, who came to him just for food.

[Hahahahaha, the host, he kept you as a pet! ! 】

A fist the size of a sandbag landed on the translucent operation panel, and 502 shut his mouth in time.

When a young man passed by them quickly, he happened to hear Chu Xiu's words. He turned his head for an extra look, covered his mouth and let out an exclamation: "Wow..."

The breath around Young Master Bai's body became a little colder.

502 popped up quietly: [Host, please curry favor with him! 】

Oh shit.

Bai Qing squeezed out a smile, winked at him, and said flatteringly, "Going to a restaurant?"

"it is good."

Bai Qing opened the bamboo umbrella again. He hadn't tied his hair up today, and a few strands of black hair with some raindrops on his temples hung down on his face, forming a perfect arc, which dissipated the icy temperament a bit. Had some human fireworks.

The knuckles of the fingers holding the umbrella handle are sharp, and the vermilion color makes his skin more cold and white as jade.

The eldest young master stood in the rain holding an umbrella, turned around and urged: "Come quickly."

Chu Xiu lowered his eyes, and stepped on the gray-white stone path full of water in black-soled plain boots, and the smell of mud washed by the rain in the air became a bit better.

He walked side by side with Bai Qing under the umbrella.

According to the memory of the original owner, the most famous restaurant in Zhongzhou is called Wulai Restaurant.

I don’t know if it has something to do with Qiwumen, but this restaurant has become a signature shop in Zhongzhou, and it is famous far and wide. Many monks also like to gather here, chatting about everything, so it gradually evolved into: I want to hear stories Just go to Wulai Pavilion.

A story restaurant that does not rely on a storyteller to prop up its facade can be regarded as one of the best in a hundred.

When Bai Qing swaggered into the Wulai Hall, the footsteps behind him slowed down.

The young master only remembered the moment when he entered the building that the original owner often brought Chu Xiu here.

But the way it came was not normal.

This was probably the first time that Chu Xiu walked into the Wulai Pavilion openly.

Bai Qing hurriedly dragged the little ancestor all the way upstairs, and patted him on the non-existent dust on the chair.

Xiao Er nodded and bent over to deliver the menu, and asked skillfully, "Master, is it still the same as usual?"

The hand that caught the bamboo slip froze, and Bai Qing didn't make a sound.

Chu Xiu showed no expression, and replied on his behalf: "Well, it's the same as before."

Xiao Er put the linen white square scarf on his shoulders: "Good! The guests in the mist are like..."

Bai Qing raised his eyes and interrupted him: "My boss hasn't spoken yet, why are you about to start serving food?"

The waiter in the shop reacted very quickly, and immediately bent down and said loudly: "What you said is, seeing that this man is very familiar, I thought it was still the same as usual. It's the little one who is stupid. Don't blame him."

In the past, the original owner always brought Su Jiancheng here, and the dishes were all ordered for his liking, so he spoiled him so much that even Chu Xiu thought he liked those dishes.

As for the role played by Chu Xiu, the one who is always humiliated, Xiao Er's words are very familiar, and it hurts my heart.

Bai Qing hooked his fingers, and brought the light wood bamboo with black characters engraved briefly, put it in front of the young man, smiled at him and said, "Order what you like."

Chu Xiu looked at him, his brows softened a little.

While he was looking at the menu, Eldest Young Master Bai crossed Erlang's legs, put one hand on Chu Xiu's shoulder and looked downstairs, muttering, "I don't know what story they are going to tell today."

The moment Chu Xiu put his hand on his shoulder, the fingertips of Chu Xiu holding the pen tightened, and his sitting posture was unusually upright. His eyes were erratic on the bamboo slips. After a long time, Bai Qing heard him ask in a dull voice: "What do you want?"

Bai Qing turned his head, glanced casually and said, "Just look at it."

"...Huh? Wait, let's have fresh shrimp balls, your new dish?"

Xiao Er hurriedly nodded: "Exactly, this is a new dish that our chef has recently researched, and many adults like it very much!"

Bai Qing nodded, turned his head and whispered to Chu Xiu, "Then let's try whether it's yours or their cook's."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Xiu's body froze, and some intoxicating pink rose on the tips of his ears.

!!!

This reaction is a bit abnormal!

Bai Qing was startled, and asked him cautiously: "Chu Xiu, is there something wrong with you?"

It was probably an illusion, he felt that the posture of the little ancestor turning his head was very stiff, as if it had not been oiled for a long time and was rusted.

The boy rubbed his ears and said in a low voice, "You're too close."

......

Bai Qing sat a little further away.

The young man's face became even more stinky.

what...

Bai Qing collapsed a bit.

Little ancestor, what do you want from me! ?

The young man lowered his head, the redness in his ears hadn't faded, he spoke clearly, and said softly, "When you're talking, don't get so close to me."

Bai Qing's expression convulsed, he let out a dry oh, and sat back down again.

The little ancestor probably has a mental cleanliness.

"Have you heard? The young master of the Bai family is getting married!"

"Married?? Where did you hear about it? How can you go to Qiwumen when you are married?"

"Hehe, don't you know, Young Master Bai's fiancée is the daughter of the Fengyue Sect, if they really succeed, they will naturally go to the eternal gate! It's not his turn to be the first disciple of Shuang Zun's sect!"

The man was dubious: "Is your news reliable? How could the Bai family do such a stupid thing? Fengyue and Qiwu, anyone with a brain will choose Qiwu."

The person who started the conversation was choked for a moment, and didn't seem to know how to refute it, so he just picked up the gossip that he knew well and said firmly: "Of course it's reliable, Miss Feng has made such a fuss in the White House in recent days, it's called joy. Sending away all the maids in the eldest and young master's courtyard, wouldn't that already be a prestige? If she didn't want to get married, how could she do this?"

They were so loud that even the guests on the third floor could look down.

Bai Qing had nothing to say. As the person involved, it was the first time he realized the helplessness of being a celebrity without privacy.

It was because he was too naive that he thought that the people who came here really knew how to tell stories and tell some interesting stories about the humanities in the world. If so, it would be better to go to a small restaurant than to listen to his own gossip.

It's just that Chu Xiu beside him seemed less happy than him.

"what happened?"

"Don't take Feng Youyi."

"Why?"

"She's too fierce."

Bai Qing smiled.

For the first time, he found some common topics from Chu Xiu, like many boys who love to talk about girls, he folded his arms and nodded earnestly: "That's right, she is indeed a bit fierce, so what do you like? "

"You are like this."

? ?

This unusually clear sentence floated into Bai Qing's ears like a thin layer of mist, and he heard it intermittently, like falling clouds and smoke.

He showed a puzzled look, and raised his voice: "What kind?"

The little ancestor showed no expression, as if he didn't realize how amazing what he said, he looked at Bai Qing with serious eyes: "You are like this."

502's voice floated back and forth in his mind like a ghost: [Host, he seems to like you~~~]

I can slap you against the wall with a single slap and you won't be able to buckle you down!

Bai Qing was depressed. He had been confessed to by a girl, but not by a child.

[Is the host excited? ! 】

My heart beats you, uncle, I am straight!

Thinking of the unconscionable things the original owner had done before, Bai Qing was a little terrified.

Could it be that because the original owner was gay, Chu Xiu was also misled?

He glanced at the progress bar above Chu Xiu's head very distressed, it was still at 37.

This is too strange, how could he say such things with a favorability of only 37, wouldn't the girl who saved him in the previous life be confessed by him madly?

The young master's expression was indescribable.

Bai Qing, who was immersed in his thoughts and hadn't come out yet, suddenly heard the boy's voice again, seeming to be defending: "You are good to me."

He is saying: Because you are kind to me, so I like it.

These words were very light, but they caused ripples in Bai Qing's heart, and he suddenly felt a lot of guilt that didn't belong to him.

Those fragments of bullying and abuse in the past have bred a thorny thorn tree in my heart, which keeps multiplying and blooming.

If he left at this time, would the little ancestor be sad?

The idea only appeared for a moment, and was immediately annihilated in the noise.

Xiao Er shouted and started to serve the dishes, and the debate among the people in the audience reached a heated stage.

Chu Xiu's eyes were quickly attracted, and he continued to look at the audience.

The young master only saw the expressionless face of the young man, as if he really meant that just now, but it seemed that he cared too much.

He was in no mood to listen to the nonsense downstairs anymore.

502 Ah.

[The host changed his mind? 】

No, I want to ask you, I said earlier that in the ending of the captivity, there was a girl who almost died trying to save Chu Xiu, and his favorability with her was 50, right?

502 hesitated: 【...Yeah, do you want to...? 】

Give me all the information about her.

He was sure that this girl must be the heroine in the main plot of the little ancestor. After leaving the protagonist, currying favor with the heroine can also increase the survival index.

[Host don't embarrass me, it's the first time we've taken this route, do you know the butterfly effect?Now I can't check the girl's information. 】

Bai Qing smiled charmingly: I knew you would be so evasive, just showing me the information about the villain's ending is enough.

【This...】

He persevered: photos are fine too.

[For photos, I think you can just look at yourself. 】

???

502 slowly called up a screen from the control panel.

After seeing it, Bai Qing exclaimed in shock.