Servants are all future bosses

As they got closer, the noble youth could see Su Yuan's back more clearly.

Su Yuan's white shirt was soaked with sweat, and it was pressed against the pale pink skin on his back, outlining the shape of two thin butterfly bones.

The noble young man couldn't help holding his breath, and stretched his hand towards Su Yuan's back.

Suddenly, an arm blocked him.

Xu Xisheng leaned forward, wrapping his slender arms around Zhu Yuan's back.

From an angle that Su Yuan couldn't see, Xu Xisheng looked at the aristocratic youth coldly as if offended, and the gentleness and carelessness towards Su Yuan just now disappeared without a trace.

If Su Yuan felt something, he turned his head and faced the noble youth.

The noble youth was taken aback: "It's you, Su Yuan!"

"Who are you?" Su Yuan couldn't remember which nobleman this was.

"We've met before."

At that time, the aristocratic young man and Su Yuan looked at each other with disgust, a bit like repelling each other, now seeing Su Yuan again, the aristocratic young man is in a complicated mood, and there are still some evil thoughts that have not subsided, his Adam's apple rolled, "Why do you look so good .”

His attitude inexplicably upset Su Yuan.

Su Yuan said, "Get out."

The friend of the noble young man hastily dragged him away.

Duke Su's only son is a young ancestor, so he is not easy to mess with, and the noble youth who let his evil thoughts go to his head will really end badly.

After the two left, Su Yuan noticed that the posture between him and Xu Xisheng was not right, so he silently pulled Xu Xisheng's arm around him.

"Sorry." Xu Xisheng opened the distance again and regained his shyness.

Thinking of the naked gaze of the noble youth before, Xu Xisheng felt uncomfortable, and put his uniform jacket back on Su Yuan.

"Wait for me."

Xu Xisheng left the training room, and when he came back, he took a bottle of iced drink and put it in Su Yuan's hand, "Drink some, you'll feel better."

Su Yuan didn't unscrew the cap in a hurry, he pressed the bottle body to his face, feeling the refreshing coolness pervading, and asked, "How can I help you?"

Xu Xisheng was startled, and wanted to say that he didn't need anything in return for taking care of Su Yuan, but he suddenly remembered something, pursed his lips, and said with difficulty: "I do have something that needs your help."

"What's the matter?" Su Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, it's good to have a relationship.

"I want you to find Jinchi's slave contract." Xu Xisheng said, "This is very important to Jinchi."

Su Yuan raised his head suddenly.

He realized that this incident was the key to Bai Jinchi becoming his servant.

Su Yuan asked, "Why does Bai Jinchi have a slave contract?"

"When Jinchi was young, he lived in the lower city of the capital. He had no citizenship. His father was an alcoholic and domestically violent. He also signed a slave contract for Jinchi and sold him to a wealthy family in the upper city." Xu Xisheng slowly explained , "Jinchi's pupil color is special, that family wanted to collect it, and helped Jinchi's father to complete the procedures of the slave contract. Jinchi's father got a large sum of money and took away all the money in the family without a trace. At that time, Jinchi He is young, according to the laws of the empire, he is not yet able to perform the duties of a slave, that family has not done anything to him, and they plan to wait for him to come of age."

"Bai Jinchi has grown up."

"Five years ago, that family went bankrupt, and Jinchi's slave contract disappeared."

Su Yuan asked suspiciously, "Did the Holy See help find it?"

In his opinion, Bai Jinchi is the future pope, and he has amazing talent as a divinely favored person, so the Holy See should attach great importance to him.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xi said: "Jinchi learned that he was carrying a slave contract, and the investigation into that family was already the result of the Holy See's help. Jinchi is just an ordinary member of the gods, and he doesn't want to trouble the Holy See, nor does the Holy See." would help him a lot."

How could Bai Jinchi be an ordinary god?

Asking Xu Xisheng couldn't get an answer, so Su Yuan kept the question in his heart.

"That contract used special props, and even stole Jinchi's blood and smeared it on it. It still has a binding effect on Jinchi. If it falls into the wrong hands, it will be very troublesome." Xu Xi said earnestly, "I I know you are dissatisfied with Jinchi, but I still ask you to help me with this."

"For the sake of you begging me so much, I promise you."

In fact, I am an outlaw, Su Yuan thought silently.

After the morning class, there was still some time before lunch, Xu Xisheng stayed in the gravity training room and ran an additional ten laps.Su Yuan was waiting outside, Xu Xisheng was training for him, he couldn't have no conscience to leave Xu Xisheng alone.

While waiting, Su Yuan turned on his brain and contacted the butler of the manor: "Help me find Bai Jinchi's slave contract."

"Is the name on the contract Bai Jinchi? I see." The butler responded directly.

Su Yuan thought about it: "You can focus on looking for it, is there any in Su's house?"

"Yes." The housekeeper said, "Lan Yu wants to communicate with the young master, may I ask for your permission?"

Su Yuan hesitated, and said, "Yes."

The voice from the opposite side was quickly replaced by Lan Yu's.

"Master, Lan Yu misses you so much."

Su Yuan couldn't deal with such blunt words, so he said dryly, "Oh."

Lan Yu didn't mind his attitude, and asked with concern: "Is the young master in good health? Did Yuan Mo take good care of you?"

"Everything is fine." Su Yuan didn't mention the injury during the assessment.

Chatting with Lan Yu, Su Yuan looked casually into the distance and suddenly stopped.

He saw Mo Siyu.

"Let's talk here first. It will be the college's holiday in a few days, and I may go back to the manor." Su Yuan said something to Lan Yu, hung up the communication, and walked towards Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyu noticed him and looked sideways.

Mo Siyu's complexion is a bit sickly white, his lips are reddish, and his black pupils appear to be empty blanks at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that he clearly sees Su Yuan's figure in his eyes.Mo Siyu's appearance is somewhat similar to Yuan Mo's, but compared to Yuan Mo's hard-edged indifference with corners and corners, Mo Siyu is so handsome that he is inhumanly handsome, even wearing the college uniform on his body. With a sense of dignity.

"Second Highness." Su Yuan greeted.

"Good afternoon." Mo Siyu nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the scar on Su Yuan's right hand, "Are you injured?"

"Injury during the assessment."

Su Yuan thought about what he would say based on the persona he likes Mo Siyu, and suppressed his shame and said, "It hurts, Second Highness."

Mo Siyu was puzzled and asked, "Does it still hurt now?"

"It hurts when I get hurt." Su Yuan complained, "You didn't even come to visit me."

"Sorry, I have business to deal with before, and I'm not in the academy." Mo Siyu said, "I have a very effective scar medicine, would you like to accept it?"

"Thank you, Your Highness." Su Yuan smiled a little, and showed Mo Siyu the Mermaid Tears on his sleeve, "And this gift, I like it very much, I always wear it on my body."

"As long as you like it." Mo Siyu said.

At this time, a girl's voice came from the side: "Your Highness and Junior Su, are you chatting?"

A beautiful and elegant aristocratic senior came over, and Su Yuan noticed the necklace she was wearing, on which was a gemstone called Mermaid's Tears.

Su Yuan lowered his head and compared his cufflinks. The two are almost the same, so it can be seen that they are all made by Mo Siyu.

Will Mo Siyu give gifts to girls?

Su Yuan has no memory of the relevant plot, no matter what, he knows what he should do.

Su Yuan glared at the two of them sullenly, and left without saying a word.

The noble senior was at a loss: "How did the junior go? I heard that he saved Yitong during the assessment. I still want to get to know him."

Mo Siyu looked at the direction Su Yuan left.

The noble senior called out, "Your Highness?"

She was quite surprised that Mo Siyu seldom lost his mind when talking with people.

Mo Siyu came back to his senses: "Sorry, I just can't figure out one thing."

The other party's necklace, Mo Siyu noticed, was the mermaid tear he gave to the eldest prince.

The eldest prince should have passed it on to this young lady.

He didn't understand why Su Yuan suddenly left in anger?

It will take time to find Bai Jinchi's slave contract, and Su Yuan will not receive any news for a while.

In the days that followed, Su Yuan took all kinds of rigorous courses that were beyond his ability, and he was physically and mentally exhausted.

Finally, the holiday came, and as long as he completed the reading notes assigned by a professor, Su Yuan could leave the college to play.

This professor has an old-fashioned personality, asks students to write notes by hand, and prohibits the use of brains.Su Yuan asked Yuan Mo to write for him, and he supervised by himself while eating the snacks made by Xu Xisheng.

After he didn't need to be taboo, Xu Xisheng took time every day to cook food in different ways and send it to his dormitory.

The dishes in the college canteen are mediocre, but with Xu Xisheng's extra meals, Su Yuan's picky stomach can be satisfied for the time being.

Xu Xisheng seemed to be worried about Su Yuan's selection of Yuan Yitong's dim sum. He made more types of dim sum and filled three layers of boxes.

There is no class today, Su Yuan is wearing loose short-sleeved shorts indoors, his white skin is more delicate than dim sum.

The cream stained his fingers, and Su Yuan sipped it habitually.

The pen in Yuan Mo's hand stopped.

Facing Shang Yuanmo's gaze, Su Yuan seemed to realize something: "Do you want to eat?"

Thinking about it carefully, Xu Xisheng made the dim sum with his own hands. He forced the protagonist to do the homework for him, and he relished tasting the dim sum made by the protagonist beside him.

Yuan Mo lowered his eyes and looked at Dim Sum indifferently.

Just when Su Yuan thought he would refuse, Yuan Mo reached out to take it.

Su Yuan smiled as expected. Once he asked Lan Yu to bring him breakfast, but Yuan Mo refused to accept it. When the protagonist was replaced, Yuan Mo accepted it.

He pushed the three-layer dim sum box towards Yuan Mo, feeling a little bit reluctant, left two portions of his favorite dim sum, and said to Yuan Mo, "I'll give you the rest, and if you can't finish it, you can put it in the refrigerator."

Yuan Mo said inexplicably, "Thank you for your gift."

He quickly finished the notes and handed them to Su Yuan.

The notes are perfect, the writing is neat, and the font is clear and powerful, as if carved by a knife. Su Yuan can't find any problems, but he is burdened with the task of tossing Yuan Mo, so he has to find fault: "What is this writing? It's not good at all. "

Yuan Mo didn't say much, and whispered: "I will rewrite."

Su Yuan couldn't imagine how to write better.

A plot point has already been written. Although Yuan Mo has been rewritten many times to achieve the effect of tormenting him, Yuan Mo has been taking care of him during this time. Su Yuan didn't want to do too much. Yuan Mo made an appointment with a psychologist, but still Don't waste his time.

Moreover, Su Yuan prefers to write homework by himself and let others do it for him. He is not at ease, and he is afraid that the professor will find out when he handed in the homework.

Su Yuan pretended to be impatient, and said, "I don't need you, I will do it myself."

He took a pen and paper, and lay down in front of the coffee table in the living room to take notes.

Yuan Mo's notes were placed beside him, and Su Yuan glanced at them from time to time for reference.

The deadline for handing in assignments was not far away, and it was impossible for Su Yuan to start from scratch. It would be too late, so he could only roughly copy Yuanmo's work and make some revisions by himself.

However, most of the modifications made by Su Yuan were wrong.

Seeing Su Yuan's crooked handwriting, Yuan Mo fell silent.

Su Yuan himself was ashamed. His handwriting before time travel was good, but the original owner's handwriting was not good-looking. Su Yuan's knowledge of the world's writing is based on the original owner's memory. It is inevitable that he will bring the original owner's style with him. To put it bluntly, the handwriting Like a dog crawls.

He wrapped his arms around the paper and stared at Yuan Mo: "You are not allowed to read."

Yuan Mo don't start.

Su Yuan waved his hand away, "Go see a doctor, don't stay here."

Yuan Mo saw that Su Yuan desperately wanted him to leave.

If he continued here, Su Yuan couldn't take notes at ease.

Yuan Mo looked at the snack box, "This, can I take it away?"

Su Yuan was startled, Yuan Mo liked the dim sum made by the protagonist so much that he wanted to carry it with him?

"Take it, it's already yours." Su Yuan said tolerantly.

Yuan Mo lowered his head slightly, turned and left.

He walked out of the dormitory, passed the trash can outside, and threw the snack box into it.