Green Tea Young Master and Male Butler[Transmigration Book]

"You are finally back."

Bai Qiu returned to the dormitory, turned on the light in the dark, and was startled. Chen Yan sat on the bed, stared at the door without blinking, and said with resentment on his face, "You still remember coming back."

"Why don't you reply to my message."

Chen Yan complained: "It took me a long time to get to the stadium! As a result, that bastard Shen Changqing told you to leave, so I went to get him a watch! He didn't want you to go to any store!"

Chen Yan punched the bed angrily: "I can't find you, so I can only go back to the dormitory and wait for you."

"I waited all afternoon."

"I didn't ask you to wait for me."

Bai Qiu sneered and hung up his clothes.

He pulled out the toiletries from the drawer and took them to the bathroom, took a hot bath happily, wiped himself clean, and happily took out the hair dryer to dry his hair.

"Did you buy a hair dryer?"

Chen Yan took a closer look: "Li Bo just... Pfft, what kind of broken brand hair dryer, I haven't even heard of it..."

Bai Qiu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and rubbed the glass with his other hand.

"Well, it must be a high-end brand," Chen Yan said immediately, "tsk tsk tsk, look at the quality, look at this, it looks like a high-end and precious product."

Only then did Bai Qiu's complexion turn bright, with a bright smile.

Chen Yan: "Your brother bought it for you?"

"No."

Bai Qiu glanced at him and turned on the hair dryer.

It wasn't his brother who bought it. How precious is a miscellaneous brand?

Chen Yan's face darkened in an instant, and he couldn't hold back his anger. In order not to be noticed by the young man, he could only turn his head and stare at the door viciously.

This is the scene when Xu Qing pushed the door open.

Startled, he shrank his neck.

"You fucking..."

Chen Yan found an outlet to vent his anger, and wanted to scold him angrily. After catching a glimpse of his face, he froze on the spot: "Fuck, you are Xu Qing? You fucking look like this."

Chen Yan jumped off the bed, looked around at Xu Qing, Xu Qing stood there bewildered.

It's really similar to Bai Jin.

But—it’s just a long portrait, and the charm is gone for a long time.

Not as good as Bai Qiu.

When the young man smashed down the glass with a cold face, Chen Yan's last look was Bai Qiu's cold, condescending eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Chen Yan withdrew his emotions, looked contemptuously, and said, "Your clothes are all famous brands. Hey, you don't want to be a lover. Are you a human being? Can your family afford such a big deal?"

"No, no!"

Xu Qing's face was flushed with anger: "I, I was a model for others, and my clothes were stained with water, and he compensated me. You are dirty, and Wanning and I are clean!"

Wanning.

At the mention of this name, Chen Yan became dumbfounded, with a sarcastic smile froze on his face.

He is afraid of Wanning.

In other words, he is afraid of everyone.

He is not in power, and his elder brother doesn't love him as much as Bai Jin. It's just that the relationship is mediocre, and he belongs to the four major families.

What's more, a dark horse like Wanning rushed out of the dark road.

He curled his lips after a while, straightened his chest and said, "Wanning, that's true, he's not blind, how could he like you."

Xu Qing bit her lip.

He lowered his head and twisted his fingers, sadly said: "Yes, how could someone like him have a crush on me..."

"Not at all."

Chen Yan looked at that face, and felt a little soft-hearted: "You are not too bad."

At least the face is on his mind.

"No, you don't understand."

Xu Qing had tears in his eyes: "I'm really bad and dirty, I'm not worthy of him at all."

"How can you say that?"

Chen Yan came up, he couldn't understand Xu Qing saying these words with such a face.

The two said "I'm bad" and "You're not bad" back and forth, just like acting in a TV series.

It's louder than Bai Qiu's hair dryer.

The boy was not interested in the two of them at all. After drying his hair, he hugged the hair dryer, smiled brightly, and started to take selfies. It took him a long time to post two particularly sunny photos.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Thank you brother for the hair dryer~ Super easy to use!

The opposite is almost back in seconds.

Zou Chen: Yes.

Dark Shark Cat Head: Cats Weep.gjf

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Why is my brother so indifferent to me.

Zou Chen:?

Zou Chen: No.

The word "straight man" was almost etched on his face.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Yes!Woohoo, how can my brother's 37-degree fingers type such cold words as um and oh.

Zou Chen: ...

Zou Chen: Then how should I say it.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Hey.

Zou Chen stared at these two words and had a bad feeling that he just wanted to withdraw them.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: You don't have to thank the baby, this is what I should do, as long as the baby is happy.

Zou Chen: "..."

baby.

His fingers froze on the screen.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: hhhhh, just kidding~

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Actually, you just need to say um, it’s okay.

Dark shark cat head: cat crying gif

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Woohoo, every time I see brother Zou Chen posting such a word, I feel that my brother is so indifferent to me, and I also worry that my brother has encountered something unhappy and is in a bad mood .

Zou Chen: No.

Zou Chen: No.

It was inputting for a while, and then Zou Chen's message was slowly sent.

Zou Chen: I'm not very used to chatting with others, so I don't understand much.

Bai Qiu's ten fingers fluttered, and he typed quickly: "It's okay bro~ We can chat more together in the future~

His focus is on the screen.

Chen Yan called him several times but did not respond. It was not until the young man leaned over and cast a shadow on the screen that he realized that he quickly breathed his screen, dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yan felt a little guilty.

But he didn't see anything, so he felt guilty.

Thinking of this, the young man straightened his back: "I've called you for a long time."

"Is something wrong?"

"Have."

Chen Yan nodded: "Xu Qing is going to be a model at Wanning's tomorrow, and he wants to ask if you can accompany him."

When did these two get along so well.

Suspicion flashed in Bai Qiu's eyes: "Why didn't he come and talk to me himself?"

Chen Yan curled his lips: "He is cowardly, like a little chick, he shrinks from everything he does, and he speaks in a haphazard manner, and it gets annoying when he hears it, so I will help him."

Bai Qiu asked back: "He is a model, what should I do?"

"Bai Qiu," Xu Qing also came over, embarrassed to say, "I don't know if I'm going alone, can you accompany me for a day, I'm only your friend, and I can't find anyone else."

He subconsciously bit his lips again: "And don't you like to look at paintings the most? Teacher Wanning has a lot of treasures in his collection."

I like painting the most.

The original body did.

How did he know.

Bai Qiu put down the phone, and bent her beautiful eyes at him: "Okay."

"Great."

Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "With you by my side, I feel more at ease."

"really."

Chen Yan sneered: "I'll save that pervert Wanning..."

He stopped abruptly.

Xu Qing looked over in a daze.

Chen Yan naturally continued: "Save that pervert who draws like crazy and forgets about it, he draws too easily, the last time the model stood for a long time, the one who stood had hypoglycemia and was sent to the hospital. "

"It's not a big deal," Chen Yan smiled, "I'm going to wash up and go to bed first, and you guys go to bed early too."

"Ah."

Bai Qiu responded and got into bed.

This season was already rather cold, and the dormitory at University B was extremely empty. The boy's hands and feet were cold. He adjusted the angle and took a photo for Zou Chen. The man didn't reply for a long time.

It's so late, maybe fell asleep?

Bai Qiu said good night again, and closed his eyes.

"..."

A good night's dream.

Bai Qiu sent Zou Chen good morning before going out with Xu Qing.

"How do we get there?"

Bai Qiu was extremely enthusiastic: "I can drive you."

Xu Qing thought of the boy's small tram, and quickly refused. He smiled shyly: "Mr. Wanning said that he will send someone to pick us up right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pitch-black extended car stopped in front of him silently, the window slowly rolled down, the old man poked his head out with his face full of wrinkles, his eyes were slightly cloudy, and looked at the two of them .

This is really immediate.

"Who is this……"

Xu Qing stepped forward to explain.

The moment he turned around, his youthful face was revealed.

The old man immediately retracted his head and rolled up the window: "Both, please come in."

He smiled politely and said, "Please forgive me for my incompetence. I'm really unwell recently, so I can't get out of the car to greet you in person."

"no problem, no problem."

Xu Qing hurriedly waved his hands: "We will trouble you."

The old man smiled and nodded, and closed the window completely.

It is different from Shen Changqing's car.

Shen Changqing also likes black, but his black is flamboyant and shiny, and the sound of tires scraping is loud and harsh.

Wanning's car is extremely low-key.

It's unobtrusive, and it's almost silent when it starts up.

The old man was wearing a black tuxedo and white gloves. He looked five or sixty years old, wrinkled, but still elegant and calm.The years seem to only leave traces on the wrinkles on his face.

This is like a butler.

"It's an honor to see you again."

The old man smiled and spoke while driving.

"Me, I'm honored too."

Xu Qing was flattered.

The old man smiled again, did not speak, and reached his goal quietly and silently all the way. He got out of the car first, opened the door gracefully, bowed slightly, and said, "Please."

Wanning's residence is a standard western-style castle.

Roses are attached to the iron gate, and a thick and soft red carpet is spread at the door, all the way to the steps of the old castle. Both sides of the red carpet are full of bright red roses.

The butler introduced: "This is Mr.'s small garden."

"Are these flowers raised by Teacher Wanning himself? It's really good."

Xu Qing asked curiously.

The butler smiled and said nothing.

Pushing open the door, one could see the almost endless reception table with a huge crystal glass chandelier hanging above the head, and the butler led them to the second floor.

Different from the luxury on the first floor, the second floor is depressingly simple.

The corridor is full of black and white, without other colors. Even the roses in the vases in the corridor are grayish black. This accumulation of tones makes people feel dull involuntarily.

Living in this layout for a long time, it is easy to be depressed.

"Please come in."

The butler pushed open a door, and the two walked in. Inside was a studio full of canvases. At this moment, the lifeless old castle came alive, full of bright colors.

"coming."

Holding the paintbrush, Wanning raised his head expressionlessly: "Today..."

When he saw Bai Qiu, he was stunned.

"Why are you here?"

The man's tone was cold and hard, unable to distinguish emotions.

"Yes, I asked him to accompany me."

Xu Qing spoke timidly, but he slurred nervously: "Teacher, don't blame him, I insisted that he accompany me. Bai Qiu, he also wants to see the teacher's paintings."

Bai Qiu: "..."

I always feel that this is a bit wrong.

The young man stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Wanning was wearing gloves. Hearing this, he took off his gloves and threw them aside. He forced a smile on his face and said, "Let's sit next door. It's not suitable here."

"too messy."

He thought for a while and explained again.

The man took the initiative to get up and opened the door of the next room. It was a tidy reception room. Wanning gave some instructions, and after a while, the housekeeper went upstairs with a tray.

The old butler put down the tray, which contained dessert and two cups of steaming milk.

"Your favorite."

Wan Ning gently pushed the glass over to Bai Qiu: "You also like biscuits."

"Thank you, Brother Wanning!"

Bai Qiu didn't eat, so he picked up his phone and took two photos with a "Kaka".Wanning tilted his head in doubt: "Why don't you eat it, do you not like it? Then I will let the kitchen do other things."

"No, it's delicious!"

The boy immediately took a piece of biscuit, crushed it, and the milky aroma was rich: "Brother Wanning, you don't understand the joy of posting to Moments before eating."

Wanning really didn't understand.

The boy ate happily, he thought, maybe he can try this in the future.

Xu Qing sat beside him without moving.

Wanning asked casually, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"No," Xu Qing said softly, "I'm lactose intolerant."

"Ah."

Wan Ning responded, and looked at Bai Qiu intently. Seeing the boy eating so contentedly, he couldn't help but pick up a biscuit, put it in his mouth and chew it slowly.

"delicious."

Xu Qing watched all this quietly, her smile unchanged.

He clenched his right hand tightly, pinching the sunken crescent with his nails in the palm of his hand, and he could barely hold back.

unfair.

Why is it that some people are born, standing at a height that they can't reach all their lives, being liked by everyone, like a prince, living in an ivory tower.

It's ok.

Xu Qing let out a breath.

Such days are not long.

"Do you like my paintings?"

Wanning swallowed the biscuit thoroughly and spoke.

Bai Qiu doesn't have any special feeling for paintings, he can't understand them, in his eyes there is only difference between beautiful and ugly.

"Yes, I have one more thing to ask Brother Wanning," the young man blushed and said embarrassedly, "Brother Wanning, can you draw a picture for me? I'll pay for it."

"can."

Wanning didn't even think about it: "What to draw."

The boy smiled and said, "Draw Shen Changqing."

Shen Changqing.

Whatever he is, he deserves to paint.

Wanning raised his chin, a sarcasm flashed in his eyes.He declined: "It might be a bit difficult to draw Shen Changqing, he has so many things to do every day, he doesn't have time to come and be a model for me."

Bai Qiu: "Is it impossible to draw in front of a photo?"

"No."

Wanning shook his head: "The photos are not fresh, there is no inspiration, and painting things that you don't like is a very painful thing for a painter."

"but……"

"But what?"

Wanning said, "Do you have time to be my model?"

"I?"

Bai Qiu pointed at himself blankly.

"Yes, you can inspire me."

Wan Ning said seriously: "The inspiration you bring is beyond pain, even if you are painting a person without inspiration, it will be more comfortable."

Believe in you.

"But I don't have much time."

Bai Qiu refused with a sad face: "I usually have to go to class, but today is the only day I can take a little time off."

"It's ok."

Wanning: "Enough."

Enough is enough.

The boy's face was stiff. He didn't want to be a model for a man. Wanning definitely had bad intentions.

Manning's last model.

Failed to get out of the castle.

The roses planted in Wanning Garden are the most beautiful that Bai Qiu has ever seen. It is as red as blood, corrupt and attractive.

The rose was raised by Wanning, and it wasn't.

It has another owner.

dead model.

Growing from the bones, the roots spread and overlap. It is not so much that Wanning is his master, it is better to say that these corpses are.

Blood is the most special pigment.

Wanning tied the woman with a thin rope and hung it up, admiring her desperate expression before she died, watching the rope cut into her flesh, and finally followed the rope's lines with one knife after another.

It's easy to bleed out.

This isn't the first time a man has done something like this.

A beautiful girl with no father and no mother, as long as she is well arranged, even if she dies, not many people will care about it, and not many people are willing to extract the vague truth from the clues.

Not only that.

He also likes to abuse them, especially those who look similar to Bai Jin.

The eyes are dug out and stored away, and the fingers are chopped off and placed neatly.

Wanning grew out of blood. He used to be in the military and ammunition business. After being washed, he was too comfortable and lost his inspiration. For three full years, he did not draw a single painting.

until--

The first person died before his eyes.

Only blood and crime can bring excitement, he is used to it, and cannot do without these.

Bai Qiu stared at the lonely painter who seemed dull and unaccustomed to communicating with others. He held the cup tightly with both hands and lowered his head, barely able to suppress the disgust in his heart.

Wanning actually stared at him.

"Of course you can."

Bai Qiu smiled brightly and raised her head.