Chapter 14: Youth Campus Romance 02

Chapter 14 Youth Campus Romance 02
It can be clearly seen that this is a little girl's bedroom. The oversized room is full of pink dolls and various gadgets, and is devoted to the elder's love for her daughter. But Yan Xiaoxiao had never lived in this room in her memory. Obviously, this was another girl's room.
The room was spotless. Every day, the oldest maid with the most qualifications in the house came to clean it. Others were not allowed to go in. There were many new toys in it. Although no one lived, there was nothing missing.
Such love makes Yan Xiaoxiao jealous and mad, why can't she be the only little princess of the Yan family? Her parents were good to her, but she would be negligent for work, but she would definitely stay in that room for an hour every day when she returned home. She thought that it was a study room with confidential documents. Needless to say the maid, the young maid respects her, the older maid will only standardize her with Miss Shijia's etiquette, respectful but not at all kind, she will frown a bit if she does the wrong etiquette Correct her mercilessly. Although the grandpa butler was very kind to her, but as usual, when she went to visit other young ladies' homes, she found that the uncle's butler, the grandpa butler, all took her own daughter as her biological daughter. Why did she change when she came to her? She used to deceive herself into thinking that the Yan family was too rich, so the grandfather of the housekeeper was afraid to go over, but she knew it was not. The housekeeper looked like a kind of elder in front of her parents, but she was different.
Now she knew why.
No wonder they both treat her like that. No wonder their parents only gave her money. When you think of it, tease her. When you think about it, you do n’t have this person. No wonder that room is not allowed to enter by yourself. No wonder ...
She finally knew who the picture of the girl was on the big wall in the room. That was the biological daughter of the parents!
Yan Xiaoxiao secretly guessed that she might be an adopted daughter, but she refused to believe that she would rather feel that she was a twin sister who had died, or that her parents had died of a daughter before she was born, rather than being a fake lady of the Yan family. !!
Because of such speculations, Yan Xiaoxiao always had some inferiority. She could only use a mask of pride and pride to conceal her unconfidence, and then she became this unpleasant temper. Anyone who did not follow her, she felt that because those people looked down on, she had to use extreme means to clean them up, so that no one would dare to rebel against her.
Why should she deal with Yan Xiaoxiao? Of course, it is not as simple as those plain reasons, who makes Yan Xiaoxiao look like her name! And it looks a bit like the girl's photo.
Ye Junge hugged his chest leisurely to see her complexion changing constantly, her expression getting more and more ugly, and he was guessed by him. He had long felt that Yan Xiaoxiao's pride was not really pride, but to cover up her inferiority. She tried to find out that she really knew her own life, and that she probably did n’t have a good heart at Yan's family. Here is just a chance. It would be nice to disclose the news of the heroine to the two of Yan's family.
Ye Junge stopped paying attention to Yan Xiaoxiao who was immersed in his own thoughts, and went straight home with a bag. Yan Xiaoxiao was unaware of everything outside, and naturally he did not stop him. It was not good for several other classmates to see Yan Xiaoxiao without showing. On his own initiative, he went well.
"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?" Girl a asked Yan Xiaoxiao in a daze, whispering.
Girl b shook her head: "I don't know what Song Ke said to her, she looks so ugly."
Girl c smiled happily: "Who asked her to teach Song Ke a lesson and didn't look at her like that, what else could she do besides being rich at home? It depends on Wang Yiyu not letting Song Ke go. In the eyes, she deserves it. "
Several other girls looked at each other and did not answer, they did not dare to speak badly about Yan Xiaoxiao.
Yan Xiaoxiao gathered up and stood up and looked at them without saying anything, but she remembered what the girl c said in her heart, and planned to find a time for someone to pack her up, don't think she didn't hear what she said!
There is nothing else these days. It is just watching the relationship between the male and female masters getting better and better.
Ye Junge returned home this day, and the old housekeeper was standing by the door of the manor.
That's right, manor.
Although the Song Ke family is not the richest person in the world, it is the richest person in the country y. The ancestors also married the royal family of the country y. The family is prominent. There is a very large castle in the country of country y. Of course, there is also a large castle in China. , Just inside this very large estate. This manor is a big exaggeration. There is even a forest inside, but it is better to say that it is a huge forest.
In this unscientific novel world, there are all kinds of unscientific beings, Ye Junge said that he has adapted well.
Now, the housekeeper was standing at the door to meet him, bent down and saluting respectfully, and then asked him to dock and look aside the expensive black car-the distance from the entrance of the manor to the castle was far enough to be picked up by car.
Ye Junge drew a corner of his mouth and told himself to be calm. He had never seen anything in the world of Xiuxian, although he even wanted to fly directly into the castle with a constriction.
To be honest, that castle is a bit like a labyrinth. At least Ye Junge almost lost his way after accepting the memory of the original owner, but he did n’t know if the people who designed the castle had any bad taste or not.
The car drove at high speed for ten minutes, and then stopped in front of a simple and solemn castle. A young man who had never seen it came quickly, opened the door and carefully waited for Ye Junge to get off.
"You are?" Ye Junge stood beside him lightly and looked at the faceless man, and his heart moved, but he didn't show it.
The touch of the twins's seal told him that this was the reincarnation of his old attack.
The man is tall and sturdy, and a well-dressed butler suit is worn on the body, which is more stature. The handsome look matched with a spring-like smile makes people feel good at first sight, but Ye Junge's focus is still on his body It was healthy to go up, the white shirt was close to the body, and the shape of the abdominal muscles could be seen faintly.
Well, the future
Fu has fallen.
Ye Junge calmly thought about the issue of harmony.
The man bent and saluting with a smile, reached out to Ye Junge, and when he put his hand up, he lowered his head and kissed gently, saying in a religious manner: "Hello my master, I am your new housekeeper, Mo Sheng. "
A shallow kiss touched both of them, and Mo Sheng's heart beat fast, holding Ye Junge's hand tightly, some reluctant to let go, there was a voice telling him: "It's him! That's this person!" A sense of satisfaction that finally retrieved the treasure, almost moved the tears.
Ye Junge looked at the hands of the two holding each other, and his white
white palm was surrounded by the lover's bronze big hand, and the pleasing color brought by the contrast of color made him slightly disoriented.
At this time, the old steward came over with Ye Junge's schoolbag, and the two quickly returned to God. Mo Sheng pretended to let go of Ye Junge's hand naturally, and left it to the red area held by himself, and looked away awkwardly.
"Master, this is Xiao Mo who came back from abroad and will take care of you instead of me." The old housekeeper turned a blind eye to the strange atmosphere between the two.
"What about you? Are you going to take care of your parents?" Ye Junge asked.
The old housekeeper's tone was a bit guilty: "No master, I'm older, I'm afraid I can't take good care of the young master, and my son took me home to take care of the elderly, so I sent a new housekeeper to take care of you."
Ye Junge's tone was a little bit reluctant: "Then you should take a good rest and take care of yourself after you go back. I have a Mo steward here, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Yes, please take care of you." The old steward bowed, handed the bag to Mo Sheng, watched them enter the castle, and then got in the car and left. His luggage had been taken by his son long ago. bought.
As Ye Junge walked inside, he used Mo Sheng's words. He knew more about some love things. Although he could check them from the database, he still wanted to hear what his lover said to him: "I thought another housekeeper would come to a new grade. It's big. "
Mo Sheng didn't mind his rhetoric at all, but was more than happy to give his message: "I asked myself to return to take care of the young master." In fact, he suddenly had a hunch in the past few days. If he did not return, he would miss it. The most important treasure in life, this premonition is inexplicable, but extremely strong.
After Mo Sheng spoke, he looked nervously at his little master, for fear that he would misunderstand his own bad intentions.
Ye Junge smiled with satisfaction, it seems that the mark is working: "I'm glad you are willing to come and live with me." Ye Junge turned his head and looked at him, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to drown someone.
Mo Sheng jumped in his heart, suppressed the urge to circle people into his arms, and responded with a smile: "This is my honor."
Ye Junge returned to the bedroom on the second floor. The light in the old castle was actually not very good. Although the genius wiped it black, the curtains were still a little dark, and it was better after turning on the lights.
Ye Junge took a bath, leaning slowly against the floor-to-ceiling window, sipping red wine slowly, and admiring Mo Sheng who bent down and carefully picked flowers in the garden downstairs.
Originally it was a motherly movement, but a man has a different sense of beauty. The carefully picked action looks pleasing to the eye. Ye Junge stares fiercely at the man's waist, but unfortunately not yet.
Seems to be aware of Ye Junge's sight, Mo Sheng straightened up and looked up at him, facing Ye Junge exactly.
Mo Sheng's heartbeat was a little quicker, especially Ye Junge's fascinating smile that slowly appeared after seeing him looking up, making him swelled with blood and feeling the reaction of the body, Mo Sheng looked away warily.
Ye Junge smiled even more happily, his eyebrows bent, there was no bit of coldness as usual, and he drank the red wine in the goblet with a sip, and then the man was gone. Looking at the unmanned garden with a little pity, turned and pulled the curtains and walked towards the soft big bed.
"004, are there any tasks?" Ye Junge, in addition to watching drama in these heavenly schools, is boring. His plan is to wait until the female lead and the male lead establish a love relationship before implementing, so now he is very busy.
【Ding! Found a random mission "Love tokens", please give Mo Sheng your private
confidential items, may I accept? 】
... Ye Junge smashed the cup in his hand.
"Accept." Ye Junge squeezed two words out of his teeth.
004 hid in the corner and snickered, and was patted into a meatloaf by Ye Junge.
Private
confidential ... what is private?
Ye Junge rummaged, Song Ke basically did not have any personal belongings, not even a diary. When Ye Junge wanted to take something to make up the number, 004 jumped out unwillingly to die.
[Jun Jun must not be fooled, you must have your own private
secret items. 】
... Ye Junge decided to find him one of the items he picked from the original world. Anyway, um, his own man.
Ye Junge picked a jade pendant that he had carved freely before. There was a magic circle that exorcised evil and avoided disasters and blessed peace. He always wore this jade pendant, but only received it when he was abducted by the system to perform tasks in other people's bodies. Get up.
Just picked, and suddenly heard the knock on the door.
"Master, can I come in?" It was Mo Sheng.
"Come in." Ye Junge sat cross-legged on the bed, and his large bathrobe covered his body, revealing sexual
clavicle and white
fair chest, more tempting than not wearing
confused. Song Ke's body is relatively thin, and his skeleton is small, like a white-cut chicken, but with the unique cowardice of young people, it is easy to evoke the strong man's desire for protection and possession. This can be seen from the fierce and vague eyes of Mo Sheng who entered the door.
Ye Junge raised his chin, proudly refusing to speak first.
Mo Sheng lowered his eyes and handed the flower in his hand: "Master, this is the Zhu Dinghong that I picked specially. Will it be inserted in a vase?"
Ye Junge nodded, didn't speak, and asked 004 silently in his heart: "What's going on with Zhu Dinghong?"
[Ahaha, that's the flower that I changed for you. Isn't this your affair? Don't you like it? 】 004 pretended to be puzzled, the tone is very false, you can hear the guilty conscience inside.
Ye Junge has been in the previous world for decades. It would be strange if he didn't understand what the Zhuding safflower language is there. He is not a generous person, but he wants to pack 004 carefully.
"Is this the red flower in the world?" Junjun Ye looked at the red seal on the palm of his hand, and some places were torn by the previous cup, seeping
blood stains, which looked very serious.
【Yes. 】
Mo Sheng paused past the fragments of the cup. After inserting the flowers, he was ready to use tools to clean up the fragments himself. He turned around and saw Ye Junge looking at his palm. The red blood scared him: "Master!"
Ye Junge looked up at him. The man was anxious between his eyebrows. He quickly took out the medical box from the cabinet, helped Ye Junge pick out the broken glass, wipe the blood, and then applied the medicine to bandage.
"Does it hurt?" Mo Sheng asked distressed.
Ye Junge shook his head and handed Yu Pei over: "No pain, this is for you."
"Why?" Mo Sheng's heartbeat quickened, looking at the white jade jade pendant held by the young man's white jade.
【Ding! Random mission "Love tokens" has been completed, reward contribution 300]
Ye Junge closed his lips and didn't speak, and hesitated to speak after a long time: "I ... my parents have been abroad all the time, and no one cares about me. Grandpa butler is the only one who is nervous about me ... you are the first Two. "
Mo Sheng's heart was tight, and he looked at the thin boy in pity in front of him, trying to hold him in his arms to comfort him, telling him that he would always stay with him and care for him, but he couldn't, he was just a housekeeper.
Mo Sheng smiled stiffly: "Master, Mo Sheng will care about you." He will always care about you until you have a sweetheart and you don't need Mo Sheng anymore.
The thought of this little master would fall in love with others, he felt a little blocked, trying to tear the imaginary sweetheart into pieces. He knew he was wrong, but couldn't control it.
Ye Junge smiled weakly, leaning around the man's neck, leaning quietly for a while, constantly crossing the world to complete the task, to be able to meet such a good lover is his greatest happiness, and the seemingly boring life has also changed It was so colorful.
Mo Sheng stiffened and didn't dare to move, until Ye Junge let go of him, he got up stiffly and moved his numb legs.
"I'm sleepy." Ye Junge said softly, his eyes kept looking at him.
"You rest early, good night." Mo Sheng thought he was driving him away, so he stooped, and then quietly backed out.
Ye Junge disappointed with disappointment. This guy is really so, he obviously invited him to sleep with himself, but he still left. Forget it, don't worry, we only met today on the first day.
Ye Junge took the quilt in the same direction and lay down with his back to the door, covering his head with the quilt. Even if he came back, he didn't want to care about him anymore.
004 watching the host is so naive to make a small temperament, rolling about with a smile, but has learned to be good, did not dare to make a sound.
The host must not have slowed down from the last world. When the host died in the last world, he was over 80 years old. Old children, old children, people are the same as children, so now it is also → _ →
Mo Sheng came in lightly with the cleaning tools, watching Ye Junge sleep with his head turned away from himself, smiling petulously, carefully cleaning up the glass fragments on the ground, and then carrying things to prepare to go out.
"Where are you going?" Ye Junge lifted the quilt and stared at him.