Green Tea Young Master and Male Butler[Transmigration Book]

"You finally came."

Bai Qiu sniffed, her face full of grievances.

He bypassed the man, and staggered into Zou Chen's arms, the sticky wine stains on his body rubbed against the collar of his suit.

Using both hands and feet, the boy pawed at Zou Chen like a koala. Bai Qiu's breath, with a strong smell of lemon wine, sprayed on the sensitive skin of Zou Chen's neck.

His eyes were shining, covered with a layer of water: "Brother, I miss you so much."

Zou Chen: "...um."

He pursed his lips uncomfortably, stretched out his hand hesitantly, and patted the boy's back lightly, with a sense of comfort.

The negative emotions that slowly surged up in his heart also faded away.

There is even a sense of satisfaction.

Bai Qiu is in his arms.

looking at him.

Zou Chen let out a breath, and cast his calm gaze on the man's face.

He wears glasses.

Can't see the eyes behind the glasses.

Zou Chenguang just stood here, every move brought a vague sense of oppression.

The man's arrogance subsided a little.

These two seem to know each other.

The person standing in front of him was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, which was expensive, and he didn't seem to be easy to mess with.

Others can't take it away, and it won't do anything good if you continue to stay.

"You two know each other?"

The man cursed secretly, he straightened his neck and said, "I just want to see him drunk by himself, and I'm just afraid that something will happen to him."

"Ah."

Zou Chen responded without saying no.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and stared at the soft hair ends of the boy in his arms, without giving the man any peripheral vision.

The man murmured and complained in a low voice before leaving.

"Where does it hurt."

Zou Chen still remembered the boy's words, he stretched out his hand, and pressed his cold fingers on the boy's forehead.

Bai Qiu's body temperature was on the high side, and the young man's skin was reddened by the alcohol stimulation. The temperature rose little by little, and the glistening water droplets in his eyes seemed to be evaporated into mist.

"Why... so hot."

Zou Chen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his voice was deep.

"Because of drinking~"

The boy hugged him tightly, and tilted his head: "Because of drinking, it will become hot."

"Just because of drinking?"

Zou Chen worriedly touched Bai Qiu's forehead again.

The young man subconsciously rubbed against the man's finger, tilted his head and thought for a while, then slowly said: "No, it's because I saw my brother."

He speaks very slowly.

Every time I say a word, I have to think for a long time.

"Because I see my brother, I get hotter. It's hotter than drinking. It's so hot."

"However, I am very happy."

"I'm tall and happy."

The young man was talking nonsense, he didn't say why, he just kept repeating that he was very happy.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his head and started fiddling with Zou Chen's hands. Starting from the wrist, he pressed them together little by little. The man's hand was a circle bigger than his, covering the boy's palm tightly.

The boy's fingers curled.

He slowly inserted his fingers into the gap between the man's fingers, and the two fingers overlapped and held each other.There was a contented smile on Bai Qiu's face: "My brother is holding hands with me."

Bai Qiu's hands are different from his.

Zou Chen was a little distracted.

The boy's fingertips are round and smooth.

Perhaps because of the heat, his knuckles were flushed, and his porcelain-white skin was flawless.

The man's eyes fell on his hands.

Those hands are slender and well-proportioned.

He holds a pen all year round, his fingertips are covered with a thin layer of calluses, his lack of maintenance skin looks a little dry, and the scar on the tiger's mouth is slightly raised.

Zou Chen's hand can also be said to be beautiful.

But compared with the teenagers, the judgment is judged.

Not only Bai Qiu, whether it is Shen Changqing or Wanning...

None of them have any blemishes.

It is difficult to make up for the day after tomorrow.

It seems that every bit of it is telling the gap between the two.

The man retreated slightly, wanting to withdraw his fingers, he retreated a little, and the boy followed him extremely quickly.

Zou Chen was a little helpless.

"Young Master Bai Qiu, you are drunk."

"I do not have."

Bai Qiu shook his head like a rattle: "I, I'm very sober."

Zou Chen: "..."

The man sighed slightly, looked at the intersecting fingers, but finally did not move any further.

They are holding hands.

The man's voice was very soft: "You are drunk, I will take you home."

"I'm not drunk!"

The boy retorted angrily and loudly: "I'm sober!"

"Ah."

Zou Chen responded, and he pushed his glasses: "You are not drunk, shall I take you back?"

Bai Qiu: "I don't want to go back."

Zou Chen: "It's very late."

Bai Qiu: "The dormitory is closed."

Zou Chen lowered his eyes: "Then I will take you home."

Bai Qiu: "..."

The boy was silent for a moment, his cheeks became more flushed, and he whispered: "I'm drunk."

"?"

The man's eyes are puzzled.

Obviously, he was still trying to deny it just now.

"My brother will scold me if he sees it. Why don't you go home?"

Bai Qiu stretched out his hand and gently tugged at the hem of the man's clothes, and said in a long voice, "I want to live in my brother's house."

The hidden smile in Zou Chen's eyes completely disappeared.

his home.

"not very convenient."

The man thought of the dilapidated and messy rental house, pursed his lips and refused: "I'll take you to open a hotel."

Zou Chen lowered his head slightly.

The man didn't want the boy to see such a mess.

Maybe he should buy a house.

A set that truly belongs to his home.

Try to get out of the past.

not very convenient.

The young man's smile was slightly cold, and the left hand that was pulling the corner of the man's clothes subconsciously clenched tightly.

In the original book, Xu Qing can live in it.

He can't.

The coldness on the young man's face flashed away, and he returned to being confused again. His voice was very soft, with grievances: "Okay, but, I want my brother to stay with me."

"Ah."

Zou Chen agreed: "I will accompany you."

The boy raised his face and smiled, and followed him obediently.

The man took the boy's hand and walked up to the bartender.

The bartender who was watching the fun was startled, he couldn't help laughing twice: "Hahaha, Zou, Zou, Zou Mi, you're here."

Is not this nonsensical!

The bartender secretly "spit" at himself, not knowing what to say in this situation.

"Ha, hahaha what a coincidence."

The bartender curled his toes in embarrassment and started raving.

He prayed silently in his heart, with only one thought in his mind.

Don't deduct his salary, put this matter on him.

Blaming others for their faults is a common practice of capitalists.

The last time a little boy was bullied in a bar, he looked at him coldly, but Shen Changqing deducted two months' salary. Who knew that little boy belonged to Shen Changqing.

The bartender gritted his teeth.

It's not that Shen Changqing doesn't know the nature of this bar. Can he be blamed for this? !

Damn rich!

"Ah."

Zou Chen nodded slightly, and said flatly, "Send me that man's information."

"it is good."

The bartender breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not a deduction.

"How long have you been working?"

Zou Chen asked suddenly.

"!"

"Three, three years."

The bartender wants to cry but has no tears, maybe he is going to quit him.

What a disaster.

"It's time for a salary increase, and I'll trouble you about the materials."

The man nodded slightly.

"Ah...ah? No trouble! No trouble!"

The bartender's eyes were flattered and he didn't know what to say for a while. He watched Zou Chen help the boy away in a daze, and almost jumped up excitedly.

Finally raised the money.

Zou Chen shouldn't be called King Zou Yan.

Compared to Shen Changqing, he is simply a Bodhisattva!

"..."

The man didn't know that he changed his nickname because of this.

He helped the boy to the front desk to open a room, took the elevator, and swiped his card to open the door of the room.

From the beginning to the end, the young man held him obediently, unwilling to let go.

His sweat-soaked hands were a little damp.

The man was holding him with his left hand, while his right hand was holding the young boy up, for fear that he would bump his head accidentally.

Bai Qiu is very light.

Light as if weightless.

Zou Chen carefully helped the boy onto the bed. After the man had settled the boy, he turned around and was about to leave. Bai Qiu, who was sitting obediently on the bed, suddenly exerted force on his hand.

The man became unsteady and fell towards the boy.

Zou Chen reacted quickly, and immediately propped himself up with his right hand, and put his left hand in the air, heaving a sigh of relief.

He was worried that if he pressed his left hand down abruptly, the boy's hand would be torn.

fortunately.

Zou Chen looked away from his fingers, and his body stiffened immediately.

It's only men who notice—

He was very close to the boy.

The tips of the noses were almost touching, and he could see the boy's hazy eyes and moist reddish lips.

Just go down a little.

can touch.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Genius Pai Daxing for mine~mua

I wanted to eat salted egg yolk sushi today!

But when I ordered takeaway, I made a mistake, and I ordered meat floss qaq

Damn, I wonder what the sushi with salted egg yolk tastes like.