luck on thursday

Lin Qingyang slept extremely comfortably this time, and had to admit that the big bed was for enjoyment. He rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, huddled under the quilt and refused to move, and soon became dazed again.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the room was dark. He thought it was early in the morning, so he turned over and planned to continue sleeping.

Just when consciousness was about to disappear, there was a slight sound at the door.

Someone stepped on the carpet, walked past his bed, opened the curtains, and the light fell on Lin Qingyang's eyelids, which made him grab the quilt and quickly pull his eyes away.

There wasn't much sound, there was a sink in the side of the bed, the man sat down beside him, and put his palm on Lin Qingyang's exposed forehead.

The boy's slightly curly forehead was limp and deflated, and his beautiful pupils were blocked from seeing. Louis stroked his forehead hair, leaned down, and called his name: "Joe? Mr. Lunn? All right?" Well, it's time to wake up."

Lin Qingyang snorted a few words in a daze, feeling like she was still dreaming.

He thought vaguely: He is just an ordinary person, and his parents never cared for him so much, how could someone come to wake him up...

and many more!

He's not in that shabby little house!

The quilt covering Lin Qingyang's face was pulled down by Louis, and they looked at each other suddenly.

Once, Lin Qingyang took a closer look at Lu Yi's appearance - it was really a strange, sharp and gentle face.

When the brows and eyes sink, it's like an ice peak climbing a cableway, dotted with a few unremarkable pine trees; but when it smiles, it's like a pot of cheese fondue is boiling halfway up the ice peak, boiling.

However, watching it up close, no, he hadn't seen it so close, and he had a very different experience.

He backed away rustlingly until his back touched the head of the bed, half sitting up.

"Louis, you really surprised me." Lin Qingyang pretended nothing happened, pulled the quilt with a smile, and looked around for the clothes she changed yesterday, "There is no reason to suddenly pull someone else's quilt while sleeping .”

"But it's already ten o'clock, it's getting late." Louis sat by the bed, his eyes seemed to be looking at a child who was bedridden and just wanted to act like a baby.

Lin Qingyang was startled, and suddenly raised his head, the quietly swinging clock not far from the bedroom rang softly at this moment.

It's exactly ten o'clock!

Oh, God! ! !

What happened to him!Why are you only waking up now!

And let someone else wake him up!

He was about to get up from the bed, but found that the clothes he was wearing were gone.

"That, Mr. Wilfred," Lin Qingyang twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and gestured with her eyes, "my clothes?"

The butler stood up from the bed and put his shoulders on his shoulders. Lin Qingyang sat back on the bed in a daze, and even covered the quilt obediently... Huh?

The tall young man stood by the bed, feeling inexplicably oppressive.

"I asked the servant to wash the clothes." He said lightly, and walked from the bed to the other side of the bedroom.

Lin Qingyang's eyes followed him, and suddenly found that there was a door at the back of the spacious bedroom. He hadn't noticed it before, because it was integrated with the wall, and it was almost impossible to tell that there was another room here.

Louie put his hand on the hidden doorknob and twisted it open.

Dazzling lights leaked from the crack in the door, Lin Qingyang was startled, subconsciously raised her arms, and saw a hidden dressing room!

The bright light reflected everything in an extremely luxurious way. Looking around, both sides of the dressing room were covered with dense clothes, overwhelming, including a series of men's jewelry, which filled a full wall.

Lin Qingyang didn't care about anything else, just pulled on a pair of slippers and kicked them, and rushed into the dressing room.

"This--" He was dumbfounded.

"Sir, the ones prepared for you are just in a hurry, and the things are not complete enough," Louis didn't say, and he picked most of them. "After a while, this place should also be able to be furnished..."

"Wait, wait," Lin Qingyang almost thought that he would live here for a year or so, "I'm only staying here for three months, Mr. Fitzgerald is a bit expensive."

Louis smiled and didn't answer. He could guess a little bit what Philip was thinking, that funny old man.

It is nothing more than to tease Lin Qingyang, and then give him a surprise in three months, and then hold a grand banquet to wish the little prince a successful homecoming, invite everyone to attend, and then the little prince will officially have a baby. identity.

Now these are just drizzle.

Lin Qingyang sat peacefully on the white couch in the dressing room, waiting for Louis to pick out all the clothes.

The newly appointed housekeeper inherited the aesthetics of Wilfred and others, referring to Lin Qingyang's original dressing preferences, and brought out a set of well-tailored casual clothes, with a bit of a suit element, but much looser and more comfortable, with good-fitting trousers It made Lin Qingyang's legs thin and long.

Louis pushed him in front of the mirror, but he had some experience with the child-rearing game on his friend's mobile phone.

Lin Qingyang was like a rag doll, after being tossed and tossed, she finally changed into a new body with a head as big as a bucket.

Seeing that Louis turned around, as if he still wanted to go deep into the dressing room, he grabbed Wilfred's arm and shook it coquettishly: "Mr. I have some confidence in my vision.”

"But you still lack something."

Speaking of Louis, he turned a corner, and when Lin Qingyang came back to his senses, he had already returned with a pair of shoes.

From Lin Qingyang's point of view, this pair of shoes is comfortable and soft, the size is just right, and the appearance matches the suit very well. It is indeed the shoes Louis chose.

Lin Qingyang stretched out his hand and was about to take it: "Thank you, Louis, I just found out that I lack a pair of shoes that I can wear...Lu, Louis?"

He was pushed back a step, and sat on the sofa chair. The black-haired housekeeper half-knelt down, reached out and held his ankle, gently slipped it into the shoe, and then pulled the shoelace and began to tie it.

Lin Qingyang retreated quickly, but he restrained her with one hand, and she couldn't move at all. She didn't regain her freedom until all the shoelaces were tied.

"……Oh, God!"

His face was flustered, with such a big body, Lin Qingyang had never had the experience of being tied by others, let alone kneeling down to tie it like this.

Louis only wore a shirt, he put on shoes for Lin Qingyang, put on his coat and led the way, walked two steps but didn't hear footsteps, turned back and asked: "Master?"

Lin Qingyang rubbed her face, and hurriedly followed: "...Here we come." It seemed that the warm touch of his fingers still lingered on his ankle, which he couldn't get rid of.

Today's itinerary has been arranged to visit old Mr. Fitzgerald.

Old Fitzgerald doesn't live in Fitz Manor, it is said that he is recuperating in an inconspicuous and beautiful town in the north.

Lin Qingyang calculated the distance and thought that he would take a car to the station, but he didn't expect to get out of the black car and found himself in a huge field. He looked up and saw a plane parked not far away. Wait quietly.

As the airflow gushed out, the cabin door opened wide, and a group of well-dressed flight attendants came down from above, and lined up in two rows meekly along the steps protruding diagonally downwards from the plane, with downcast eyes as if they were waiting for some important person .

Judging by the specifications of this aircraft, it does not look like a passenger aircraft at all.

He asked in a daze, "Are we flying there?"

Louis nodded: "Yes, the plane is faster."

Lin Qingyang was led to the bottom of the plane door, so that he could fully see its whole picture. Its beautiful and clean fuselage and slender wings are all white, with only a line of dark golden characters sprayed on its abdomen. Under the refraction of different bright light.

After careful identification, he found that it was Fitzgerald's initials and family crest.

Lin Qingyang: "..." Okay, how could the famous Fitzgerald not have a private jet.

They walked between the two rows of flight attendants. It was Lin Qingyang's first time flying, and he was a little excited. He sat in the largest room of the plane and looked out from the window. The flight attendants thoughtfully adjusted the curvature of the seat back for him, and embraced He came to several small quilts and asked him the thickness of the quilt he needed.

"No, no, I don't really need it right now." He quickly refused, and the flight attendant had to walk away disappointed.

Private jet, the space is big enough, Lin Qingyang no longer looked at the vast airport, stretched out and lay down, comfortably pulled a pillow to cushion it, like a pet cat, lying lazily on top of the pillow .

Louis smiled and watched the little prince gradually relax, no longer the polite visitor before.

The plane took off across the long runway, Lin Qingyang's ears were a little uncomfortable at first, but he recovered quickly.

There was a knock on the door, and Louis pushed a dining car in from the outside, apologizing: "There is no food on the plane, Joe can eat something casually first? There will be a special cook when we arrive."

Lin Qingyang looked at the fully loaded dining car silently, and fell into deep thought about the words "not ready".

He turned over with difficulty from the pile of pillows, only to remember that he had forgotten something.

"By the way, what about Mr. Fitzgerald? Didn't he go with him?"

"It's Philip," Louis corrected his pronunciation. "He has something to do today, so he can't accompany you in person. He will definitely next time."

Lin Qingyang had never been on a plane before, so naturally she couldn't imagine how crowded it would be inside a normal passenger plane.

The place where he can't even straighten his legs probably has no chance for him. Now the young man is lying on the big bed, rolling over and over as if staying in his own room, and finally pretending as if he didn't do anything.

He got up, touched the huge display screen hanging in front of the bed, and then curiously studied the complicated buttons on the beige leather armrest.

"What are these for?" He just looked at it but didn't press it, fearing that if any button was pressed, the plane would fall to the ground.

Louis didn't tell him these uses directly, but encouraged him to try it: "Master, just press it and you will know? There is no danger."

So Lin Qingyang pressed a button casually, and the door that was originally wide open began to close quickly with a ding, so outsiders could not come in by twisting the doorknob.

He let out a "wow", and then pressed another button. In an instant, the wood-grained counter top by the window slowly rose, and the wooden cover was opened, and a cabinet of colorful drinks was pushed out from the inside.

Lin Qingyang saw his favorite sparkling water inside, and quickly turned his head, pretending to be very polite: "Louis, can I have some soda?"

He said so on his lips, but in fact his hand was already stretched out.

Who would have thought that Louis would walk around the edge of the bed calmly, hold down his wrist, and push the bottle of sparkling water back a little, and he said softly, "What do you want to drink? In theory, I shouldn't stop you," probably Refers to the lunch and dinner of the past two days, "It's just that I drank a lot of soda in the last two meals."

The butler's eyes clearly expressed the meaning of "shouldn't drink so much sweet".

Lin Qingyang didn't get what he wanted, he sighed with some disappointment, and began to think about how to get sparkling water from Louis.

Otherwise, why don't you act coquettishly while there is no one else around?

The author has something to say: The relationship line here has not officially started yet, and it will be clearly written when we fall in love with each other~ But it won't be long~

Thanks to all the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution~

10 bottles of pumpkin sauce; 5 bottles of Li Dangdang's small pudding, for fins; 2 bottles of Tianguang Guoxiu;

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