Jiang Shu has always been well-dressed, since the day Chen Jiu met him, he has been wearing a housekeeper's uniform, and finally changed into casual clothes, a long-sleeved shirt with long cuffs that can cover his fingers, tightly wrapped from top to bottom,Like a vampire, he can't bask in the sun or see a ray of sunlight.

At this moment, she is naked, but still has cold white skin, smooth and firm muscles, smooth and neat lines, wide shoulders and narrow waist, which can be said to be a typical representative of looking thin and fleshy when dressed.

Jiang Shu probably didn't expect Chen Jiu to wake up at this time, so he looked at Chen Jiu and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Chen Jiu was dozed off yet, his gaze fell on Jiang Shu's body lightly and leisurely, and he didn't look much, his gaze shifted to Jiang Shu's fingers stained with snow-white ointment, and the shocking red marks on his back.

The wound was red and purple, probably swollen, but the marks were quite regular, not like a random beating.

Chen Jiu scratched his head and clicked his tongue: "Come to the toilet, you didn't lock the door."

Jiang Shu was silent for a while, seemingly speechless: "If you live alone, there is no need to lock the door."

"What happened?" Chen Jiu said, "The head of the house played?"

"You know." Jiang Shu stated flatly, Chen Jiu's tone was not probing, but determined.

"This kind of whip marks can only be played so beautifully by the people around the Patriarch." Chen Jiu yawned lazily, "I don't know how many times I have suffered it. The taste is absolutely incredible."

Jiang Shu just opened his body to talk to Chen Jiu, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, and lowered his eyes and said: "Please go out first, I will be fine later."

Chen Jiu didn't think there was anything wrong with big men seeing each other honestly. Before he started working, he had always used public bathhouses. There were so many men in a big bathhouse. Chen Jiu even rubbed each other's backs with his friends, so there was nothing embarrassing about it.

Chen Jiu glanced at it. Jiang Shu probably applied the medicine, but it could only be applied to the edge. Even so, it was still applied very smoothly.

As expected of you.

"Let me help you." Chen Jiu stepped forward, took the ointment in Jiang Shu's hand unceremoniously, and glanced at it, "This one works quickly, but the pain is strong. If you have a chance, you can buy some Zomiphen, thatIt doesn't hurt to apply."

Jiang Shu's expression was slightly stiff, as if he didn't expect Chen Jiu's personality to be so familiar. Seeing Chen Jiu stretch out his hand and wipe it on his back, Jiang Shu pursed his lips, stood up and said, "No, I'll do it myself."

Chen Jiu was surprised and said: "Unexpectedly, Steward Jiang is still a gibbon, then you paint it, and I will see how you paint it."

Jiang Shu: "..."

Jiang Shu reasonably suspected that Chen Jiu was still taking the opportunity to take revenge because of yesterday's incident.

"Young Master, this is not what you should do." Jiang Shu exhaled slightly, making his tone appear unkind, but Chen Jiu didn't drink at all, and raised his hand to press Jiang Shu's wound slightly.

It felt so sour.Jiang Shu was caught off guard, and a muffled groan was involuntarily squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

"Does it hurt? Just sit down when it hurts." Chen Jiu said, "Don't make me look down on you if a big man is still moaning."

Jiang Shu has never been said to be "grinding and chirping" in his life, and his body feels very novel and inexplicable.

"Okay." Jiang Shu exhaled, sat quietly, and said with lowered eyes, "Then trouble the young master."

"Don't worry about it, young master. I know that you were sent by the head of the family to monitor me. I'm still a young master. You can call me by my name." Chen Jiu said, there was no anger in his words, but Jiang Shu could hear itI feel aggrieved.

Chen Jiu's fingers were slightly cold, and the ointment was even cooler. When it touched the skin, Jiang Shu's whole body tensed up, and the outline of his abdominal muscles became more pronounced.

Chen Jiu really doesn't know why a butler who looks frail has abdominal muscles. Is this reasonable?

What surprised Jiang Shu was that he thought that Chen Jiu would look clumsy because he didn't do this kind of thing very often, but unexpectedly, Chen Jiu's speed was so fast and his movements were so light that he hardly felt anything.Jiang Shu's nerves were lifted bit by bit.

In order to dispel this feeling, Jiang Shu said: "After that, you can't run around anymore, this is the order of the Patriarch."

"Okay." Chen Jiu responded in one gulp, "I won't run away."

In all fairness, Jiang Shu didn't believe Chen Jiu's sworn words.

After wiping off the old wine, he patted Jiang Shu's bare shoulders, and gave him a serious look like a doctor: "Don't put on clothes after drying, and put them on after half an hour, otherwise the ointment will rub off."

Then he pushed Jiang Shu out: "Okay, I'm going to the bathroom, you go out."

Jiang Shu took the clothes and was pushed to the door, thinking that Chen Jiu was the owner of the room.

After such a toss, Chen Jiu woke up no matter how sleepy he was, so he simply washed his face.

There is no towel that he can use here, Jiang Shu is a clean freak at first glance, Chen Jiu didn't dare to mess with his things, wiped his face with his hands, thinking about how to persuade Jiang Shu to let him live in.

Now in the whole house, Jiang Shu's place is probably the safest.

Chen Jiu didn't notice that black mist appeared in the mirror in front of him at this moment, and it diffused from the mirror like a fluid, and then slowly covered Chen Jiu's eyes.

Chen Jiu didn't notice it, it felt like a breeze blowing slowly, it was quite comfortable, the next moment, Chen Jiu lost consciousness, his body softened, and he slid down, supported by the black mist, and placed on the coveredOn the toilet.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Shu made the belated breakfast. Seeing that the old wine hadn't come out, he frowned and knocked on the door.

There was no sound from inside.

Jiang Shu knocked a few more times, but there was still no sound, nothing, just dead silence.

Jiang Shudeng didn't hesitate, and turned the doorknob, only to find that the door was locked behind him.

"Old wine." Jiang Shu yelled a few times, but got no response. Jiang Shu frowned even more, stepped back a few steps, and then kicked towards the door with his long legs.

With a bang, the door opened.

Chen Jiu was awakened by the loud voice, he had a severe headache, as if he was forcibly pulled out of a dream, and looked at Jiang Shu standing outside the door with a dazed expression.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Shu looked at the old wine, looked it up and down, and said in a deep tone.

"What are you doing sitting there?"

"Ah? What." Chen Jiu swept around, his memory still remained at the moment when he washed his face, he supported his head, "Why did I fall asleep?"

Jiang Shu looked gloomy, walked to the mirror a few steps, stretched out his hand to rub it a few times, took out a talisman paper from his trouser pocket, and stuck it on Chen Jiu's forehead.

Chen Jiu: "???"

Chen Jiu: "I'm not a zombie..."

Jiang Shu narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Chen Jiu, and Chen Jiu stared at Jiang Shu with wide eyes in a daze.

Chen Jiu suddenly found a blind spot: "Why did you put on your clothes? The ointment was all in vain."

Jiang Shu had a headache for a while: "Go out after washing."

Chen Jiu said "oh", got up and was about to take off the spell on his forehead, when Jiang Shu spoke again.

"Put the talisman away, take it well."

This morning was full of turmoil, and the wine was old until breakfast. His head was still aching, and a voice said to him: Go back to the master bedroom.

Back to the master bedroom.

Back to the master bedroom.

Chen Jiu held the egg in his mouth: "Tong, what's wrong with me? The sound is endless.

System: "Probably got entangled in something dirty."

Chen Jiu: "...are you talking about that ghost?"

System: "Yes."

Chen Jiu: "Why is that ghost so obsessed with me? Could it really be a pervert?"

System: "...That's not true."

The script is about evil spirits.

After Chen Jiu had dinner, he called Chen Zhixiao, but as expected, he didn't get through. He called his mother again, and this time he answered.

Chen's mother still looked familiar to Chen Jiu. As soon as Chen Jiu saw it, he couldn't help crying: "Mother, I want to go back, I don't want the company anymore."

"Little Jiu, good boy, the owner told you to stay, so you just stay there, and you'll be back in a month." Mother Chen seemed a little sad, but she still didn't let go of what she said in the end.

Chen Jiu knew it was the result, so he was not surprised: "Mother... what about Chen Zhixiao? How is he?"

"He's pretty good..." Chen's mother said, "But the master punished him fifty boards and he's still recuperating. During this time, don't contact him."

Chen Jiu reluctantly spoke for a long time, then cut off the phone expressionlessly.

Standing on one side, Jiang Shu clearly saw the whole change of the old wine.

Chen Jiu's lips were a little ruddy, and it was like that when he came out of the bathroom, as if he had been bitten severely by someone.

When Chen Jiu saw Jiang Shu, he said, "You can sit down wherever you want, don't be restrained."

Chen Jiu bowed his head and pressed a few words, and handed it to Jiang Shu: "I want to know, is there any sound in the surveillance here?"

Jiang Shu shook his head slightly.

Chen Jiu heaved a sigh of relief.

"You don't seem surprised." Chen Jiu's phone was on speakerphone, and Jiang Shu could hear it clearly.

Chen Jiu said indifferently: "Chen Zhixiao told me before leaving that I am not from the Chen family, so they don't care about my life."

Jiang Shu showed a slightly surprised expression.

Chen Jiu: "What kind of expression do you have, you make it look like I'm stupid."

Jiang Shu: "I thought it was true."

Chen Jiu: "..."

Chen Jiu sighed: "Then, Steward Jiang, can you really not let me go?"

Jiang Shu: "Naturally, the Chen family has what I want."

Chen Jiu smiled: "What if I exchange that item with you?"

Jiang Shu didn't let go: "Do you know what I want? Unless you give it to me yourself, I won't believe it."

"It really is." Chen Jiu shook his finger at Jiang Shu, "Steward Jiang with a heart of stone."

"Then, can I still sleep in your room tonight?" Chen Jiu looked at Jiang Shu with clear and innocent eyes, like a kitten looking for a safe place.

Jiang Shu's heart was suddenly warmed, but he said, "No."

Chen Jiu remained motionless, staring at Jiang Shu without blinking.

Jiang Shu turned his head to avoid Chen Jiu's sight, and went to arrange the bouquet aside.

There was a persistent and pitiful gaze following his movements, as if he would not look away until he got a desired answer.

Jiang Shu remained calm, and cut the lilies beside him from five to three.

Jiang Shu has been a genius that everyone in the Jiang family has been optimistic about since he was a child. He has been famous since he was young. don't know how many people would look at him with more miserable and pitiful eyes than this, and kneel down to beg him.

Jiang Shu is not a saint, he cannot solve everyone's suffering, so he is destined to be resented and cursed by others.

He doesn't care at all.

Being able to see both yin and yang is in itself detrimental to yang life.Jiang Shu valued his sister the most since he was a child. Even if he died, he would save her.

Jiang Shu said that he took up the task with this kind of mind.

He thought it was easy to accomplish, and it only took one short month. How many months are there in a person's life is innumerable.

But this month was the only one that made Jiang Shu especially difficult.

He turned around, without looking at the old wine, and placed the flower branches on the tea table without raising his head, so the monitor couldn't see his expression clearly.

"With that talisman, you will be fine."

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Chen Jiu: I believed in your evil.

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