After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

Behind the large rosewood screen with flower and bird reliefs in the front hall, Lou Jingyu rested his slender fingers with distinct knuckles on the back of the armchair.

The angle he was standing at was just right facing the gap between the screens, and he could take in everything in front of the hall.

I used too much force with my fingers and the fingertips turned white.

It was not until he heard Ying Shiyi's angry voice and the sound of Song Yishi being kicked to the ground that he loosened his grip a little.

His fingers began tapping on the table again and again, anxiously and restrainedly.

The entire mansion is patrolled by guards in the open and watched by shadow guards in the dark. Anything that happens will be reported to Lou Jingyu.

Lou Jingyu was originally handling official business in the study. When he heard the shadow guard say that Song Yishi was coming to visit, he had a premonition.

Hearing Ying Eleven arrive at the front hall, he suddenly could not review the memorial at hand and hurriedly pushed the door open to leave.

As soon as I came over, I heard Song Yishi say, "I fall in love with you."

The young man's voice was abrupt and clear in the hall, and Lou Jingyu could hear it clearly through the screen.

This Song Yishi!

What a delusion!

Lou Jingyu felt angry and bitter.

The last Ji Feng who coveted Eleven is still in prison, suffering a fate worse than death...

But Lou Jingyu also knew that Ji Feng was attracted by her appearance, while Song Yishi liked her emotionally, so the two were different.

Young people’s love is bold and passionate, but it is immoral to run into someone’s house and steal their girlfriend.

Not to mention that Lou Jingyu has a bad temper.

Lou Jingyu was filled with jealousy and wanted to rush out in a hurry, wishing that Song Yishi would disappear.

But before he could get over, Ying Shiyi knocked Song Yishi away.

Every word Ying Shiyi said was a firm refusal, firm and without hesitation.

Ying Shiyi didn't even give him a chance to get jealous.

Lou Jingyu's heart softened and he stopped.

Yes, his eleven cats were well-behaved and obedient in front of him alone, soft and cuddly, like little white rabbits.

But in front of others, he is always tough, cold and has limits.

Lou Jingyu didn't go any further.

He believed that Eleven would handle the matter.

Give him some space.

Moreover, his Eleven has always thought too low of himself. He is more sensitive and inferior than others. He can't believe that he can also receive such heavy love.

Lou Jingyu has always wanted to let Ying Shiyi know that he is worthy of being loved.

Although Song Yishi's words were childish, they were sincere.

Eleven, Lou Jingyu thought, I’m not the only one who discovers how adorable you are.

But you are always mine.

So he controlled his temper and didn't go over for the time being, waiting in the back hall for Eleven to finish.

After Gu Yezhou finished interrogating Yao Mo, he heard the noise in the front hall when he came over.

The scene was a bit awkward.

Did Song Yishi know that I was here when he was saying bad things about Lou Jingyu in front?

Gu Yezhou looked at Lou Jingyu in surprise, wondering why he was just standing there without moving.

The guy who's trying to steal your girlfriend's girlfriend has already come to Ying Shiyi's doorstep, so why is Master Lou still so calm?

Isn't he jealous?

Gu Yezhou raised his eyebrows. This shouldn’t be the case. Master Lou looked like a very jealous person.

Lou Jingyu has a strong personality and regards Young Master Lou as his life. Anyone who covets him will probably suffer the same fate as Ji Feng.

Why is it standing still like a mountain now?

Gu Yezhou walked closer and took a look at his expression. His face was terribly gloomy.

His brows were furrowed deeply.

"I thought you weren't jealous." Gu Yezhou said with a smile.

Lou Jingyu shook his head slightly. Even though Eleven refused decisively, he was still jealous.

Lou Jingyu has been in a high position for a long time, and the desire for control is almost engraved in his bones. He is really used to having everything in his hands and controlling the direction of things.

Having experienced the unforgettable attachment and longing in his previous life, he dared not repeat the same mistakes in this life, and his possessiveness towards Ying Shiyi was even stronger.

It's just that the two of them are always together on weekdays, and Ying Shiyi only has him in her eyes and heart, so his possessiveness does not show up, and all that is left is tenderness when facing Ying Shiyi.

Now that Song Yishi has appeared, Lou Jingyu's alarm bells are ringing.

But he knew that Eleven was his lover and his baby, and he should not control him but respect him.

Believe in Eleven.

"I am really jealous. Very jealous."

Lou Jingyu's eyes were restrained yet sharp, cold yet affectionate, extremely contradictory.

"But I also want Eleven to know that he deserves the love and affection of others. I want to give him space and the power to handle things."

Gu Yezhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Indeed."

But in my heart I felt that true love can really make the arrogant bow their heads, restrain their wanton instincts, and just hope that the person they love is well.

While the two of them were saying these few words, the cold light of the Chixiao Sword's blade had already flashed into Song Yishi's eyes.

It also made him really give up.

"Is Lou Jingyu so good?" He was still puzzled and didn't understand why Ying Shiyi liked his master so much.

Ying Shiyi looked at him strangely, wondering where he got such inquiring thoughts from.

There is no doubt that in his eyes Lou Jingyu is naturally the best.

A Yu is nice to him, but the intimacy between them does not need to be told to outsiders.

Ying Shiyi didn't want to find out what Song Yishi liked, and he was not interested either.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with liking someone, but it was a mistake to express love at such an inappropriate time.

Holding the sword, he said coldly: "If this is not the capital, you will die under my Chixiao sword just because of your repeated outrageous words."

The Chiyang Sect is neither black nor white. Although it is not a cult, it is definitely not a righteous sect. Ying Shiyi does not claim to be a good person either.

He has been Lou Jingyu's treasure for a long time, but we cannot ignore the fact that he has the bloodiness and coldness that a shadow guard should have.

Song Yishi was completely silent and was helped up by the servant who brought him there.

He took a careful look and felt that Ying Shiyi, who looked so cold, was really handsome.

But he didn't dare to provoke him.

"I...I...got it." Song Yishi said cowardly, but his eyes were still lingering.

"You know it, but why don't you get out of here?"

The sound came from far away, carrying a familiar sense of oppression. Lou Jingyu finally couldn't help but come out from behind the screen.

Ying Shiyi's face lit up with joy and he took two steps towards him.

"Ayu!"

When Lou Jingyu saw him, his expression softened, and the jealousy in his heart was diluted a lot. He put his hand on his lower back and touched the tip of his nose with his other hand.

"I'm here to find you. Do you miss me?" Lou Jingyu chuckled.

Ying Shiyi blinked. It was only two hours since they were separated, but the master made it sound as if they had been separated for two days.

But I would miss him after being apart for two hours, so I nodded honestly.

"I miss Ayu."

Lou Jingyu felt a sweetness in his heart, which overwhelmed the sourness. He tightened his hands around his waist with satisfaction, and then turned his gaze to look at Song Yishi.

"Master Song, we will spare your life. I will obey him. Why don't you leave quickly?"

When Lou Jingyu glanced at him with her phoenix eyes, Song Yishi felt a dull pain in his arm and was traumatized.

Song Yishi opened his eyes wide and saw that he looked like two completely different people after Lou Jingyu appeared. His heart was broken beyond words and he ran away with a pout.