I treat you guys as buddies [Quick Transmigration]

Because of the fever, Du Jiu fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up again, it was already the next morning. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was lying on her stomach.

With a slight movement, there was a pain in the lower back.

If he didn't feel that a certain part was normal, he would almost have thought that he had returned to Qin Jiuzhao's world again.

He touched his back. It should be that the president's father applied medicine to him and rubbed the bruises away. No wonder he felt sore.

He was about to turn over, but when he turned his head, he saw a magnified face, which startled him.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the sleeping president's father.

Du Jiu remained motionless for a moment, and waited until he was sure he hadn't woken up the president's father, then he dragged his broken leg and slowly got out of bed.

He looked at the clock before he fell asleep last night. It was five minutes past one. The president's father waited for him to finish his infusion and applied medicine to his back. It was probably two o'clock before going to sleep.

It is rare to meet such a "friendly" and "true, kind and beautiful" male protagonist, Du Jiu was a little moved: "The more worlds with this kind of routine in the future, the better!"

Thinking about the worlds he has experienced in the past, he was either a rival in love who was on the opposite side of the male lead, or a younger brother who was led around by the male lead.

What's even worse is that if the male supporting role to be played is a villain, it's so sour, knowing how miserable the ending is, you have to walk on with a smile.

But every pass is a great improvement in acting skills.

The system hangs up three times a day (1/3): "It's another day, for the points, for the rankings, let's work hard, boy! (^o^)/"

Du Jiu: "Before you fight hard, take the painkiller first!"

Overnight, the analgesic has no effect.

The system renews the fee for him reluctantly.

Du Jiu: Daily Bullying System Get√

With the blessing of painkillers, he dragged his broken leg, leaning against the wall and jumped forward as carefully as possible without making a sound.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, the hoarse and dull voice of the CEO's father came from behind: "Where are you going?"

Du Jiu froze for a moment, then turned around and muttered, "Go, go to the bathroom..." There are three urgencies in people, not to mention that he hung up the water last night.

"Stand don't move." Huo Dashao rubbed the center of his brows, lifted the quilt and got off the bed. With one step of his long legs, he arrived in front of Du Jiu, and picked him up without saying a word. Slap on the buttocks, "If you don't want to become a cripple in the future, just stay there and don't move!"

Du Jiu blushed instantly.

First Young Master Huo carried him into the bathroom, put him in front of the toilet, and helped him take off his pajama pants very thoughtfully.

When Du Jiu's father's hand touched the waist of his trousers, he grabbed his hand reflexively, and when he realized it, he immediately let go, and raised his head to show his flushed face.

It's all Qin Jiuzhao's fault for making him fall to the point of being a soldier, fall!

Huo Dashao chuckled: "They're all men, why are you shy?"

Du Jiu grabbed the last piece of fig leaf, blushed and said, "I, I'll just do it myself."

Hehe, that guy Qin Jiuzhao said the same thing back then, what happened?

Young Master Huo looked at the young man's shy and flustered appearance, found it very interesting, and deliberately teased him: "Of course you want to come by yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

While speaking, he pretended to hold out his hand.

Du Jiu was taken aback, covered it quickly, and shouted: "No!"

Huo Dashao laughed out loud, why didn't he find it so interesting to tease his younger brother before, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the boy's hair: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, you come by yourself, I'll wash up outside, call me when I'm done. "

So when Du Jiu solved his physical problems, First Young Master Huo carried him out with a toothbrush in his mouth, and handed him a new toothbrush filled with toothpaste. Du Jiu was flattered.

While brushing his teeth, he called the system: "What's going on, President Dad?"

He can guarantee that he has absolutely no OOC. Every expression and every sentence is based on Huo Jiu's mentality. It's not that he is supercilious, but Qin Jiuzhao's sudden collapse frightened him, and he can't bear the little black house anymore. the pain.

The system checked: "The data shows normal, don't worry, not every hero is Qin Jiuzhao, he is really an accident."

Du Jiu doubted: "I remember you said the same thing before Qin Jiuzhao changed his face, what data is normal, and the result?" He was suppressed by Qin Jiuzhao that night.

The system was very unhappy when it was questioned: "My data will never be a problem, unless he is Qin Jiuzhao!"

Du Jiu's heart was immediately relieved. Qin Jiuzhao had already collapsed with his world.

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Because of the serious injury, Du Jiu could only ask for leave to recuperate at home. It just so happened that Huo Jiu was promoted to primary school, so he had a summer vacation ahead of time, but he couldn't participate in the graduation summer camp.

Du Jiu expressed his gratitude for this. He would rather stay in the room alone and play with his mobile phone than go out with a large group of kids.

Of course, there is also developing a relationship with Sister Xiaohua.

After all, Huo Jiu is just a male supporting role. The story between him and the heroine when they were young mostly appeared in the heroine's occasional memories, and it was just a few fragments, showing the two brothers and sisters as a family.

What Du Jiu has to do is to restore these small fragments.

In view of his broken leg, the martial arts had to be postponed, and the literary drama was played first.

And the most important thing in several literary plays is to teach little sister Xiaohua to play the piano.

Huo Jiu's setting is completely opposite to the cold and mature CEO's father, who belongs to the handsome and melancholy flower boy who silently contributes.

The heroine also used words such as "little prince" and "angel" to describe the young Huo Jiu many times in her memories.

Prince Du Jiu has never acted before, but an angel has. He really has been an angel, the one with six wings on his back. Unfortunately, he is a villain. He still shudders when he thinks about it.

With the addition of past experience, Du Jiu perfectly interpreted the image of the "little prince" and "little angel" in the heroine's mind, making sister Xiaohua get closer to him day by day.

As for the president's father, even though he had agreed to go home for dinner, the company was in a critical period, and he was powerless. Du Jiu open-mindedly expressed his understanding, in exchange for a hug from the president's father.

After being injured for a hundred days, when Du Jiu recovered from his injury, the school had already started, and he had to carry his schoolbag to experience school life again.

Sister Xiaohua also transferred to this aristocratic school in this setting, but there is only one junior high school and one elementary school.

By the way, Sister Xiaohua already has a new name, Huo Chaohua, a homonym of Huo Zhao Hua, simple and rude, exactly in the style of the CEO's father.

In a blink of an eye, the birthday of the president's father came, and it was also a turning point for the relationship between the president's father and the heroine to become closer. Du Jiu prepared a birthday gift according to Huo Jiu's previous style and asked the housekeeper to deliver it, and then went back to the room early to give the hero and heroine a chance to be alone .

He was lying on the bed playing mobile games with the system, and was about to clear the level, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, knocked three times and the back door was pushed open, it turned out to be the president's father.

Du Jiu turned off the phone with lightning speed, picked up the book on the bedside table, and pretended to study hard. When the president's father came in, he turned a page with ease.

"Brother." He called obediently, with doubts in his eyes.

First Young Master Huo walked up to him: "Stop reading at night, it's not good for your eyes."

"I just flipped through it casually..." Du Jiu quickly closed the book and put it aside, as if promising to be obedient.

"I've received your gift." First Young Master Huo raised his right hand, which was always behind his back, and shook it at him. In his hand was a small and cute USB flash drive.

"I've seen it, and Xiao Jiu played it very well." He praised it, but later revealed regret, "It's a pity that I didn't hear the live version, can Xiao Jiu play it again in front of me?"

"Now?" Du Jiu was a little confused, what's going on?Didn't Sister Xiaohua play it for you?

Yes, the gift he gave to the president's father was a recorded video of him playing the piano. This is what Huo Jiu would give every year. It was the cognition taught to him by his biological father who died young. It was because he was busy, and he was also a little afraid of him, so he switched to video recording.

Later, there was little sister Xiaohua, and he would play the piano to her every year on her birthday.

According to the plot, Sister Xiaohua learned the birthday song from him, and then played it to the president's father, which touched the heart of the president's father and became close to her from then on.

At this time, shouldn't there be a "father-daughter relationship" with Xiaohua's sister? Why did she suddenly come to make friends with him?

Huo Dashao glanced at his watch: "No, you have to go to school tomorrow, go to bed early, and wait for the next opportunity."

Just to say, it turned out to be polite, Du Jiu felt relieved instantly, nodded and said, "Okay."

However, I didn't expect this next time to come so soon, just this weekend.

Du Jiu was a little surprised when he woke up and went downstairs to see the president's father. In the past six months, he had never seen the president's father having breakfast at home.

When I turned my eyes and saw Sister Xiaohua, I immediately understood, no wonder.

"Come and sit." Young Master Huo nodded at the seat next to him.

Du Jiu sat down obediently.

"Good morning, Brother Jiu!" Sister Xiaohua smiled sweetly at him.

Du Jiu was instantly refreshed, as expected, Lolita could heal everything.

"Brother, Xiaohua, good morning."

He picked up the milk and moistened his throat, and asked curiously, "Brother, are you not going to work today?"

Huo Dashao wiped his fingers: "I'm not very busy today, I'll stay with you at home."

Sister Xiaohua looked excited: "Brother Jiu, Dad will be on vacation with us today for a whole day, and he said just now that he wants to watch Brother Jiu play the piano with me!"

That's up to you, I'm purely piggybacking.

Du Jiu complained in his heart, showing the same happy expression as Xiao Hua's sister: "Brother, really?"

Huo Dashao was looked at by his younger brother's clear and compelling eyes because of surprise, and the guilt he had before surfaced again, and his heart softened: "Really, I promise I won't go anywhere today, and I will stay with you at home. You promised to play the piano for me before, how about today?"

Du Jiu nodded cheerfully.

After breakfast, Sister Xiaohua dragged Du Jiuxing to the piano room.

"Ninth brother playing the piano is really nice, and the ninth brother who plays the piano is as beautiful as an angel!" She turned her head and said to Huo Dashao, her little face was full of pride.

Young Master Huo raised his eyebrows, looked at Du Jiu who was sitting in front of the piano, noncommittal.

He admitted that his stepbrother was really good-looking, but unfortunately his temper was too gloomy and cowardly, he really was a child, what an angel.

However, when he finished reading it, he completely overturned his thoughts.

The young man playing the piano has completely faded away, with a serious and enjoyable expression, and an elegant and calm posture. The morning light falls from the floor-to-ceiling windows and shines on him, making him look ethereal and pure.

Sister Xiaohua turned to look at him, with an expression of "I'm right, he really is an angel".

Huo Dashao pushed his glasses with his fingers, and nodded unconsciously.

Really... like an angel.