Green Tea Young Master and Male Butler[Transmigration Book]

Zou Chen: "..."

Bai Qiu waited for a long time, but Zou Chen didn't reply a word.

Only the "typing" on the chat box was repeatedly displayed back and forth, and the young man could almost imagine that the man was holding the phone at a loss, stroking the buttons and thinking about how to answer.

Bai Qiu couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth, trying to play tricks on the man.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Just kidding, this is the meal reimbursed by Shen Changqing~

Zou Chen immediately retreated.

Zou Chen: I don't need it.

Knowing that it was Shen Changqing's money, he immediately returned it.

Why did you hesitate for so long when you didn't say anything?

He wants to collect money.

The villain in Bai Qiuxin was rolling on the ground laughing, he immediately transferred the money and typed slowly.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: He gave it to me, so the money is mine, and I want to give it to my brother.

It's not Shen Changqing's money.

It's his, you can take it.

The man still clicked back.

Zou Chen: It didn't cost much to eat last time, so you don't need to forward it to me, you keep it for yourself.

Bai Qiu persevered and continued to spin.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: The money I transferred to my brother was not for the reimbursement of meal expenses by aa.

The man was taken aback, and subconsciously clenched the phone tightly. After holding it for a long time, sweat oozes slightly, which is a little sticky.

He pulled a piece of paper and wiped the screen clean.

Zou Chen: Then...what is it for.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: I said it~ It's a maintenance fee, but I also know that it's not realistic to support brother Zou Chen with such a small amount of money.

He is a super butler with an annual salary of hundreds of millions.

Can't afford it.

but--

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: So one day.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Is this money enough to buy Brother Zou Chen for a day?

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: I heard that there is a super good movie coming out next Sunday. I want to watch it with my brother, okay?

Zou Chen returned the money again.

"?"

Bai Qiu was puzzled.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Hey, why didn't my brother accept my money? Didn't he want to watch a movie with me?

Zou Chen: No.

Zou Chen: I would like to go to the movies with you.

Not nurturing.

There is no need for money, nor does it need to be linked to other factors, he is willing, just because——

I want to watch a movie with him.

There is no other reason.

Bai Qiu blinked before he understood the hidden meaning. The heat on both sides of the young man's cheeks rose sharply, and his face blushed involuntarily. He stretched out his hand and patted his face lightly twice.

Why are you so dishonest!

He hated that iron could not be made into steel, thinking that he could be teased like this by a few words.

"Ding dong."

The phone rang again.

Bai Qiu quickly opened the message, and Zou Chen transferred 20 to him.

Zou Chen: You can only transfer these.

"!"

Why transfer money to him!

Just turn these...

How much more does he want to turn, prodigal!

Bai Qiu decisively clicked back.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: Brother, don't transfer money to me, if you transfer money to me again, I will be angry! ! !

Zou Chen:?

After he finished sending, he remembered what the boy had said to him. Sending a word in chat would appear indifferent.

Zou Chen:? ?

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: No money is needed, because, I would like to go to the movies with you.

What the man said.

After Bai Qiu returned the full amount, he added three more words.

Dark Shark Mao Maotou: I am willing.

Why so solemn.

it's wired!

The young man blushed even more, he was just chatting casually on WeChat, how solemn it seemed to be some kind of oath-swearing scene.

It's all Zou Chen's fault.

It's all because the man is too straight and can't turn.

Thinking of this, Bai Qiu couldn't help but smile.

His flushed cheeks were reflected on the screen of the mobile phone, and the young man hurriedly fanned the wind with his hands as a fan. He wanted to open the meeting window, but when he looked out the window, he realized that the car had stopped. sitting in the co-pilot.

I was afraid that after calling the boy, he would say that he had crossed the line just like before.

Then he can get paid and get out.

"arrive?"

The boy's feverish mind calmed down.

"Yes, sir."

The butler got out of the car, walked to the front of the car respectfully, opened the door, and saluted sideways.

Second time walking this route.

Bai Qiu's attention still fell on the roses involuntarily. Even people who hate roses, seeing such a sea of ​​flowers, couldn't help saying that they were beautiful.

Wanning was not in the studio this time.

He "greets" the boy at the door.

The canvas is propped behind the stone fence surrounding the roses. Wan Ning stands against the light, under the dappled sunlight, spinning his pen in boredom. The sunlight falls on his pale skin, making him look more sick and weak.

Seeing the boy, he raised his head slightly.

Wanning: "You're here, let's paint outside today, otherwise it's a pity that the sun is so good."

"it is good."

Bai Qiu responded with a complicated expression, hesitant to speak.

In film and television dramas, people who talk like this are basically numbered.

Wanning noticed the boy's emotions: "What?"

"Brother Wanning," Bai Qiu hesitated for a moment, and said sincerely, "Are you suffering from some serious illness, and you won't live long."

Except for my former self.

It was the first time Bai Qiu saw someone with such pale skin.

If you are really terminally ill, time is running out...

That would be great.

This shows that good people live long, but evil cannot last for thousands of years.

Wanning: "?"

Does he look so sick?

Wan Ning lowered his head, and placed his broad palms in the sunlight. The blood vessels and veins were clearly visible. Apart from being a little whiter than normal, there was no other abnormality.

Is this scolding him?

Wan Ning narrowed his eyes, and it was quite interesting to react to this point. He didn't seem to have offended the young man.

interesting.

Compared to Xu Qing, choosing Bai Qiu might be right.

At least the fun and surprises he brought to himself were several times more than Xu Qing's.

"..."

Different Wanning is full of interest.

The boy's mind was racing.

Wanning is not in the studio.

He chose to paint outside.

Then—the castle should be full of surveillance cameras, including here.

Maybe there are pinhole cameras hidden in the stones you step on and the petals of the roses that bloom.

Just like it's written in the book.

Wanning has a strong desire to control.

When dealing with Xu Qing, the man chose pervasive surveillance.

Wanning hates the feeling of being monitored.

But Wanning likes to stand behind the dense monitoring, and likes to see every bit of other people presenting and zooming in before his eyes.

This gives men the pleasure of having everything under control.

The characters in this book have one fine virtue—not people.

Mannings naturally carried forward this tradition.

Unlike Shen Changqing, Shen Changqing is just a change of state.

Wanning added on this basis - he is still a lunatic, a sober lunatic.

Bai Qiu thought that his treatment would be better than Xu Qing's, but not too much.

He is afraid of Bai Jin and the Bai family, the best he can do is——

Make these dirty things more concealed and restrained.

Just that.

Wanning knew the cost of what he did and what might happen, but he would still choose to do it.

Those who can control themselves are not crazy.

Bai Qiu lowered his eyes for a moment.

"what do I need to do?"

The idea slowly took shape, and the teenager smiled and raised his head to ask.

Wanning stared at his eyes, the boy's eyes were pure black, clear, without a trace of impurities.

No matter who looks at him, he will feel that he is warm and simple, and he is a wealthy young master who was raised by the rich.

Wanning knew that these were just the appearance of a teenager.

Hidden under the face is another cold and ruthless face.

Watched the video countless times.

The boy smiled and said he couldn't, and the scene of bending down and breaking off the old man's fingers appeared again before his eyes.

Just thinking about it made Wanning feel itchy.

The man took out a slender women's cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff. The ash bomb landed on the delicate rose petals, scalding a small hole.

Bai Qiu felt a little distressed: "The flower is burnt."

Such a beautiful rose.

Pity.

If you get one outside, you can sell it for ten yuan.

"It's ok."

Wanning glanced casually, and flicked the cigarette ash again.

Bai Qiu felt even more distressed.

Twenty is gone.

Wanning couldn't help laughing: "You really like flowers."

Facing such an indifferent old man, looking at Hua actually filled his eyes with sincere distress.

interesting.

"No."

Bai Qiu shook his head slightly - he really likes money.

Wanning nodded understandingly: "It's normal, don't those who study literature and art like flowers all the time? I remember that there was a very famous ancient essay about this kind of scene."

"?"

What does it have to do with literature.

What a mess.

Bai Qiu frowned, and looked at Wanning puzzled, wanting to see what the great painter could say.

Wanning opened his mouth and spit out four words: "Daiyu buried flowers"

Bai Qiu: "..."

If I remember correctly.

Wanning was talking about Dream of the Red Chamber.

Bai Qiu moved his lips, but couldn't say anything.

Outrageous.

The bull's head is not the horse's mouth.

hold back.

The boy thought with a smile.

Wanning is of mixed race. He grew up abroad. After washing his hands and going ashore, his whole family moved to City B.

Getting an education is different.

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