Yan Wushu didn't notice the change in the other party's eyes, or he didn't care about his attitude at all. He rested his bud-like fingers on his cheeks, as if he was looking at something.Quite satisfied: "Not bad."

He never thought that the shabby boy with nothing in front of him might reject him: "Sit down, I'm going to rest now."

The young man's light green eyes looked at him right and wrong, and he didn't move for a long time.

Yan Wushu, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at him unhappily: "Don't you want to be my dog?" He spoke slowly, softly, with an aggrieved tone, and looked straight at the boy with his beautiful eyes, as ifConfused how anyone would not want to be his dog.

And squeamish and fishing.

Yan Wushu, who said these words, felt strange again for a moment, but was soon driven by his domineering "ego", and angrily kicked the motionless Wen Yicheng's calf.

The young Wen Yicheng moved slightly behind this kick, watching him slowly sit down.

Their seats were near the window, and Wen Yicheng leaned against the wall after sitting down. Seeing that he had sat down, he looked at his dusty school uniform jacket with distaste, and asked him to take off the jacket and turn the inside over to cover it.On the body.

Wen Yicheng silently followed suit.

Yan Wushu was not very happy because of his silence and slow movements, but looking at the clean inside, his beautiful face barely showed a hint of satisfaction, bent down and sat on the boy, resting his head on his shoulders, laying him down as a human cushionNext, he closed his eyes slightly sleepily.

The music room was very quiet, the spring was just right, and it was warm. The beautiful young master soon fell asleep.

The sound of small and even breathing came from the chest.

Wen Yicheng, who was motionless, stared at the boy's curled eyelashes, hesitatingly stretched out his fingertips to touch.

soft.

The young master, who was sound asleep, seemed to feel the itch from his eyelashes, and he wrinkled his face and tilted his head.

During the movement, his body almost slipped, and his hands hurriedly wrapped around him.

The soft touch made the boy startled, the hand that was about to let go stopped unknowingly, and continued to wrap it like this.

When he woke up, the sun had already set, and Yan Wushu, who had slept comfortably, felt better.

After getting up and walking a few steps, he seemed to remember his new dog, turned around and waved for him to follow.Treat it like a real dog.

The Yan family in the illusion is the top wealthy family in Changshi, and everyone is not surprised when Yan Wushu brings back a young man, just like Yan Wushu really just brought a dog home, and arranged for Wen Yicheng without saying a wordEverything in life, even when heard that he didn't have a registered permanent residence, called someone to go through it, and the formalities for going to school were quickly completed.

The two "servants" who reacted the most to this matter were the two dogs that Yan Wushu adopted before Wen Yicheng was adopted.

In front of Yan Wushu, the two were fairly restrained, and when Yan Wushu left, the two of them cast malicious glances at Wen Yicheng in unison.

Wen Yicheng has no doubt that if there is any way to make him disappear without a trace, the two of them will implement it immediately.

"Don't think that the young master attaches great importance to you. You are just a dog brought back by the young master for a while. Maybe you will be kicked out tomorrow because of your shabby appearance."

The implication is naturally that they are the dogs that really grew up with the young master, and they are incomparable with foreign dogs like him.

Wen Yicheng ignored them, but looked at the passing figure of Yan Wushu at the corner of the second floor.

Annoyed, the neglected servant was about to rant.

The other person stopped him from continuing to speak, and looked at the direction Wen Yicheng was looking at meaningfully: "Don't argue with him, anyway, he won't stay for long."

After the dissuaded boy gave Wen Yicheng a vicious look, the two left one after the other.

Wen Yicheng heard the faint conversation when they left.

"It's not like I didn't have it before, don't worry, as long as the young master...he is worthless."

"But he looks more difficult than the previous ones."

"Oh, so what if it's difficult, for the young master, is there anyone who is difficult?"

As if remembering something, the boy who was always very impulsive said in a complex tone, both happy and painful: "...you are right."

Wen Yicheng didn't care what they said.For supernatural beings, ordinary people are no threat.

Even if the ability is damaged, facing a rich family like the Yan family, it is not difficult to escape quietly.

It's even more impossible for the young master with his teeth and claws to pose a threat to him.But he can use this to obtain a legal identity and the opportunity to learn.

In the days that followed, there was one more person serving Yan Wushu.This incident caused quite a stir in the school. Everyone found that the young master had a very special attitude towards this new servant.He used himself as a human cushion, and whenever the new servant didn't speak, he would fiercely order him to speak to himself.

And this newcomer still doesn't know how to praise, and he still looks calm after receiving such special treatment.

Only the two old servants who have been staring at them darkly know that this favored new dog will eat up the food given by him after the young master leaves, and will hug him tightly when no one knows when he takes a nap every dayThe beautiful young master would deliberately say some incomprehensible words when the boy ordered him to speak coquettishly, which made the boy angry at him and said more words, and he even didn't hesitate to be slapped by the boy.

All this has unconsciously become a habit of the two, making them sour and hateful.

There are people who like Yan Wushu all over the school. For one reason or another, they dare not do anything unnecessary in front of Yan Wushu.Can evade most of the troubles, the damaged ability will still have a hard time in the face of endless pranks.

Wen Yicheng, who was locked in the equipment room, looked at the small window on the top with a blank expression. The door was locked, and that was the only place to go out.

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