Chapter 2

Even if we have to sacrifice him in the end, we have to let him have a psychological construction. We can't be so unknowingly dominated by men without cultivating any feelings.

"Seriously?" The man's deep voice, with a strong doubt.

Fu Yan nodded like a chicken eating rice, and then he froze completely.

Why

"Well, Lord, I know how to reduce the effect on you." Fu Yan looked at the man with a smile, and his heart had been greeting him for thousands of times.

It's a crook to be a man. It's a decoration.

The blanket was already loose. Fu Yan suddenly felt a cool place, and then a warm hand covered it.

The man kneaded and then said, "besides this method, can you think of a better one?"

Fu Yan was thrilled. As a straight man, he was done by such a handsome man, which made him stand upside down with cold hair and goose bumps all over his body.

Pushing the man's chest, Fu Yan wrapped his blanket and fled from the man's body in a panic.

He stood on one side respectfully, bent over and replied, "of course."

Fu Yan in the man's deep eyes, difficult set a few don't know is the man or his shirt.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Wang. The villain will bring the water."

When the man got up from the bed and stepped into the cold water, Fu Yan was envious and inexplicably angry with his golden figure.

Qi Ligeng relieved a little, and when he was sober, he looked at the contradictory servant, but unexpectedly saw an interesting scene.

At this time, he had leisure, and said in a slow voice: "you have nosebleed."

Fu Yan's instinctive reaction to sniff, really nosebleed. He blushed and turned to his head.

In the dim light of the candle, Qi Ligeng's eyes could see that the servant's clothes became transparent under the light, showing his graceful waist

Qi Ligeng felt relieved and his body began to heat slightly.

"Get the hell out of here." A man's sudden vicious words.

Fu Yan said: "yes, yes!" It's a quick step.

The night of pain, tangle, confusion and nosebleed finally passed slowly.

Think of last night's situation is really critical ah, almost failed to protect themselves.

At this time, Fu Yan was in the courtyard, lying on the steps to see the rising sun. Under his constant sigh, there was a long sigh.

To say that the original master of the body is also a cruel role, do not know where to get out of the medicine, unexpectedly so strong.

Fu Yan changed the cold water for the eighth Prince again and again last night. He didn't feel better until it was almost dawn.

He was also physically and mentally exhausted by the medicine, and the eighth prince fell asleep in the bucket of cold water.

After suffering, Fu Yan had to face a man's strong body, wipe his body clean, and then go back to bed.

Then, with the memory of the original owner, he hurried to the lower class yard, where he had no rest for one night.

"Come here, Miss Shenfu is coming to pay welfare again."

The housekeeper's call made Fu Yan alone. The courtyard was full of people. They woke up one after another, came out of their room, and pushed and shoved towards the door of the lower courtyard.

Fu Yan, who was lying well, had no choice but to go to the welfare distribution office with the flow of people. Then he had a little bit of coarse cloth in his hand.

Fu Yan went to a less crowded place and saw that there were no stone benches around. He had to squat down and open the small cloth bag carefully. Then, a faint fragrance of Osmanthus came out.

"Gulu..." Fu Yan is hungry.

Who is this Miss Shen Fu? That's great. In this era when people's lives are treated like dirt, people are treated with such kindness.

"My childhood friendship with the man in charge."

The sudden sound scared Fu Yan to the ground.

He looked at the distance with resentment: "why, you're out again."

System: "end of shielding time."

"I said your system is really idle. The man and the woman in charge of the family could have had a good life when both husband and wife returned their home. I had to destroy the family. "

Fu Yan slowly picked up the sweet scented osmanthus cake on the ground and gulped it after a breath.

The air was quiet for a while, and then the mechanical voice sounded again: "the system knowledge repository is in chaos, and it is about to shut down and reorganize the database."

Then there was no sound, until Fu Yan finished the sweet scented osmanthus cake on the ground.

"Shit..." The system he's bound to is so unreliable.

A pair of deep eyes have been looking at the place where Fu Yan squatted, until Fu Yan finished eating osmanthus cake on the ground, reluctantly driven to work, he moved his eyes.Looking at it like this, the pretty servant was a little pitiful, even more lovely

Qi Ligeng thought of Fu Yan who had been carrying water for himself despite Xin CI last night. In the end, it should be him who gets himself into bed.

Clearly is such a small physique

"Did you see anything interesting?"

Growing up with Qi Ligeng, Shen Xiaoxiao naturally noticed that he had gone. She spoke softly.

Qi Ligeng simply replied with one word: "none."

Looking at him so regardless of his small pace, stride away, and he is always so brief and his dialogue, Shen Xiaoxiao has a strong sense of frustration.

Frustrated in general, Shen Xiaoxiao small steps to keep up with the pace of Qi Ligeng, she continued to smile gently.

Qi Ligeng, with a paralyzed face, listened patiently to whatever Shen Xiaoxiao said and said one or two words in reply from time to time.

Fu Yan looked at the work he was about to do and said he was very upset. The clothes in front of Fu Yan are very familiar to him. They are the clothes that men wear.

Is it really good for him to let a rough man wash the Lord's clothes?

"I don't know who is lucky enough to wash the Lord's clothes..."

"Wang Ye's clothes are generally not touched by the ladies. Don't be paranoid."

"Alas..."

Fu Yan's side suddenly came the sound of flower infatuation and sigh. And then he's over exerting and not paying attention.

"Hiss..." The silk cloth clearly rips.

When the housekeeper came to inspect, Fu Yan immediately squeezed his clothes into the basin, and his big drops of sweat fell into the water.

Why does this silk dress break so easily? God, who's going to save him.

When everyone finished washing clothes, Fu Yan also followed the stream of people holding a big bucket and walked to the pole.