The scumbag Bai Yueguang and I are HE

Cen Yao threw the handkerchief into the basin: "Take it away."

The person behind the curtain froze, thinking, how does this distinguished guest know that he is hiding there?He quickly walked in with his head down, and took the water basin down.

Cen Yao asked this person to change four basins of water before he wiped Xiao Kouer clean.

Kou'er closed his eyes, not daring to open them.

After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

"Okay." Cen Yao said, but lightly stroked his chin, and then let go.

Little Button didn't realize it at all.

He got up from the stool and said softly, "I should go to eat."

He waited at Cen's house for a full two hours, put on makeup and sang after he came back, and only rested now, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

But there is nothing delicious in the troupe.

If he can't make it in time for dinner, he can only eat roasted sweet potatoes from the stove, which will always fill his stomach.

"I didn't eat either." Cen Yao said.

"Huh?" Little Button looked up at him.

A completely clueless look.

"Is there any restaurant near here? I just came back from another place, so I don't know much about it." Cen Yao asked.

"Oh, yes, there is Yipinxiang. Their sweet and sour fish tail is the most delicious." Xiao Kou'er said, unconsciously licking his lower lip, as if recalling the taste.

"You lead the way."

Xiao Kou'er hesitated for a moment, but when he remembered that he had just accepted the money from others, he nodded: "Well, then follow me."

Xiao Kou'er said as he walked over and lifted the curtain.

Cen Yao followed behind him, and the two left the backstage together.

Seeing that they had finally come out, the adjutant and the others couldn't help standing up together, and called out: "Young commander."

It frightened the people next to him.

"Ask the driver to drive."

"Yes!"

The class leader rushed over after hearing the news, and heard that Xiao Kouer was going to lead the way for Cen Yao, so he immediately happily sent them out, and even watched them get into the car.

Xiao Kou'er got into the carriage and sat in the back row with Cen Yao.

He carefully touched the leather seat under him, as if seeing it for the first time.

The adjutant turned around and said with a smile, "The first sitting?"

Little Button nodded.

The adjutant asked again, "Are you comfortable?"

Xiao Kou'er finally opened his mouth and said, "It's soft. It feels very slippery..."

The adjutant laughed, and then met Cen Yao's gaze.

The adjutant's back felt cold, and he immediately turned his head, his neck clicked because of the excessive stiffness.

Cen Yao reached out and pressed the back of the boy's hand, and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

"Ah." Xiao Kou'er looked down at himself, only to realize that he came out wearing a costume, and even forgot to put on his padded jacket.

He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, and whispered, "No wonder the nose is itchy."

Cen Yao took off the cloak over his military uniform and put it on the young man.The boy's figure was too slender, and he was completely wrapped up in one hood.

A warm feeling suddenly enveloped him, Xiao Kou'er couldn't help but startled.

He quickly grabbed the edge of the cloak, pulled it down, and revealed his slightly pointed chin, asking in disbelief, "Give it to me?"

"Ah."

Little Button touched it.

Soft and thick.

"Thank you."

After speaking, he quietly took a look at Cen Yao.

I thought, this person is not that scary.

Little Button wrapped his cloak and pointed out the way from time to time. Soon, their car arrived at Yipinxiang Hotel.

"Here we are." Xiao Kou'er said, and was about to return the cloak to Cen Yao.

"Go in." Not only did Cen Yao not take the cloak, but he raised his hand to fasten it for him.

"Huh?" Xiao Kou'er pointed at himself again in disbelief: "Shall I go in too?"

Cen Yao's eyebrows were slightly cold.

Cen Qingyuan also took over Cen's family firm anyway, and the young man followed him, but he didn't enjoy the slightest blessing.The Cen family had never ridden in a car, had little money, and had few decent clothes.He still has to stay in Qian's class and ask those guests with malicious intentions to spend money to humiliate and tease him.

Even asking the boy to enter the door together, he finds it inconceivable.

Cen Yao suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and said flatly, "Yes. I'll tell you to come in and recommend some delicious dishes to me."

Little Button licked his lips again, nodded, and followed them into the door.

When the waiters in the restaurant saw this group of people, they immediately welcomed them to the private room. How could they dare to neglect them in the slightest?

When the menu was brought up, the waiter couldn't help but take another look at Xiao Kou'er.The boy was covered from head to toe in a cloak.The waiter showed a comprehension look.

Xiao Kou'er was completely unaware of the scrutiny of others.

He seriously recommended two dishes to Cen Yao, and said with certainty: "This is the best food here."

The waiter said with a strange expression: "Master, these are our signature dishes..." He stretched out his hand and scratched a few.

My heart said, what is the most delicious sweet and sour fish tail?

Xiao Kou'er was stunned: "Huh?"

Cen Yao raised his eyes and glanced at the waiter: "I want the two dishes he said."

The waiter's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that he had said the wrong thing just now, so he quickly responded, "Yes, yes... these two are the best signature dishes in the restaurant. Would you like to add some other dishes?" try it?"

Only then did Cen Yao respond.

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated with the menu in hand.

After a while, the dishes came up one after another.

Seeing that Cen Yao didn't intend to let him go, Xiao Kou'er meant to keep him to eat together?

That's a great deal!

Cen Yao handed him the chopsticks and said, "Taste first."

Xiao Kou'er held the mentality of me to try the poison first, held the chopsticks, and boldly tasted one by one first.

"this is delicious."

"This one is delicious too."

"This is also delicious..."

As Xiao Kouer was talking, he stopped unnaturally, and whispered: "It turns out that every dish here is delicious."

When he came here before, he only ate the sweet and sour fish tail.

Another so-called "signature dish" was all made up by him.

At that time, in his heart, the sweet and sour fish tail was the most delicious, and it should be the signature dish.Who knows that he is too short-sighted.

Thinking of this, Xiao Kou'er's cheeks turned red.

Only then did Cen Yao pick up the chopsticks, and said calmly, "Who brought you here to eat before?"

"Following a friend..." Xiao Kou'er was confused for a moment, and then he boldly said, "Master Cen."

Cen Yao's heart sank slightly.

I brought people to eat, but they only tasted one dish.

Cen Qingyuan was too ridiculous.

Xiao Kou'er paused for a moment, but realized belatedly that the man just now interrupted the waiter's talk about the signature dishes to save his face.

Xiao Kou'er relaxed a little, and said: "I heard people say that on a big occasion, if there are many dishes in front of you, you can only eat the one in front of you... So I only ate sweet and sour fish tail."

Just like this, he can't forget it for more than a month.

Cen Yao: "How can there be such a rule?"

"do not have it?"

"No, you can eat all the dishes on the table."

Xiao Kou'er was a little confused, but he was relieved and started to eat boldly.

Cen Yao also moved his chopsticks.

Xiao Kou'er took another look at the young man in front of him.

The way he holds the chopsticks is extremely... the word is called noble and elegant.

He actually looked even more particular than Cen Qingyuan.

Suddenly, the man looked up to meet his gaze.

Xiaokouer felt as if he had been scalded.

He quickly lowered his head and continued to bury himself in his food.

He didn't need Cen Yao to worry about it, he ate very well by himself.

Cen Yao felt a little disappointed.

No need for him to feed.

Wang Weichu in this world was born even poorer, and because of the constraints of the general environment, he never went to school.

It is precisely because he has never been to school and is still young that he is naive and ignorant of the world.I just feel that being poor is not considered suffering, being hungry is not considered suffering, and struggling to survive in an opera troupe is not considered suffering.

If he has money to take, he takes it happily.When there is food to eat, he eats it happily.

I don't know how long it took before Xiao Kou'er put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"belch."

Xiao Kou'er covered her mouth, and quickly raised her eyes to look at Cen Yao.

Seeing that the man's face remained unchanged, he was relieved.

"Let's go." Cen Yao stood up.

Xiao Kou'er was full of food and drink, and felt extremely happy, so he hurriedly followed.

When he got out of the hotel, Little Kou'er raised his hand to unbutton his cloak and said, "I'm going back."

"Where do you live?"

"In the theatrical troupe." Xiao Kou'er knew that the man in front of him was full of dignity, so he must be from a good background.It must be that they don't understand how the opera troupe can live in people.Xiao Kou'er explained: "There is a small courtyard behind the troupe. There are east and west rooms in the courtyard. I sleep in the west room. It is a very large and spacious room... There are several beds in it. Everyone sleeps in the west room. There."

How many beds...?

Everyone...sleep together?

Cen Yao raised his hand and pressed the back of Xiao Kou'er's hand: "Get in the car first."

Little Button let go of his hands in response, wrapped himself in a long thick cloak, and climbed into the car with difficulty.

The car started quickly, but it was heading in the opposite direction.

Xiao Kou'er said in a daze, "The troupe is not here."

"I know." Cen Yao paused and said, "This is going to the Lin Mansion."

Xiao Kouer had heard of the Lin Mansion. It was the mansion of the warlord Lin Qi. It covered an area of ​​more than 90 mu, hidden behind a circle of cedar trees, with green walls and white tiles, and small Western-style buildings.

It is the most magnificent building in Haicheng.

Xiao Kou'er passed by outside, and his eyes widened when he saw it.

Xiao Kou'er asked softly, "Why do you want to go to the Lin Mansion?"

"Go there and rest for the night."

Little Button couldn't help muttering inwardly.

That is the territory of the great warlord!

How dare a man go to rest?

Unless...he is from the Lin family?

Xiao Kou'er couldn't figure it out, but in his heart he was becoming more and more afraid of men.

He must be very good.

The car soon stopped again, this time at the gate of the Lin Mansion.

The soldiers guarding the door immediately trotted forward and opened the car door.

The adjutant smiled and said: "You guys ran fast, are you all settled?"

The soldier responded, "Report! It's settled!"

Cen Yao got out of the car.

The soldier quickly called out: "Young commander!"

Cen Yao nodded slightly, but turned around, and stretched out his hand towards the little button in the car.

How could Xiaokouer dare to take his hand, he grabbed his cloak and moved out of the car awkwardly.

After standing still, Xiao Kou'er took a quick look and saw the majestic gate of the Lin Mansion, guarded by many soldiers, all of them majestic...

Little Button's heart shrank accordingly.

"Go in." Cen Yao gently touched his waist.

Xiao Kou'er dodged, her neck blushed unconsciously.

The Lin mansion is far away from the theater troupe, and there are soldiers all around.

Xiao Kou'er took a deep breath, hiccupped again, and walked in obediently, covering his mouth.

The Lin mansion is really too big, and after entering the door, there are two soldiers who look like soldiers, pulling a rickshaw over.

They changed into rickshaws again, and were pulled all the way to the small western-style building in the center of the mansion.

The servants were guarding in the small foreign building, and when they saw someone coming in, they quickly brought a basin of water and a warm handkerchief, and said, "Warm your hands first."

Cen Yao picked up the handkerchief and washed his hands.

Xiao Kou'er turned her head and found that there was also a servant holding a basin next to her.

Does he want to warm his hands too?

Xiao Kou'er had a very strange feeling for a while.

It seemed that the servants here treated him like a serious guest.What kind of guest is he?He's just a prankster.

Xiao Kou'er thought so from the bottom of his heart, but he dared not say it out of his mouth.

Everyone has prepared it for him, and if he said it again, he would call it good or bad.

Xiao Kou'er followed Cen Yao's example and washed his hands too.

The water temperature was just right, and it quickly warmed his whole body.

After washing his hands, the servant brought soft slippers again.

As if seeing a western scene for the first time, Xiao Kou'er slowly and carefully changed his shoes, and followed Cen Yao back into the living room.

A fireplace was lit in the living room, which was very warm.

It's like heaven here.

Little Button said heartily.

Cen Yao walked up the circular escalator in the living room: "You go up with me first."

"... Oh." Xiao Kou'er hurriedly followed.

The servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, not even daring to look.

Xiao Kou'er thought to himself, he is more prestigious than Cen's family, and has more rules!

After sighing, he went to the second floor.

Cen Yao walked outside the door at the corner and paused, he pushed the door open: "You sleep here."

Xiaokouer probed in.

It's beautifully done here.

This room alone is bigger than the troupe's front stage.

Little Button stepped in, looked east and west.There are many things he has never seen before.

The bed sheets have been laid out thickly, and you can smell the faint aroma of saponins when you get close.It was very different from the shriveled and musty quilt in the troupe.

He moved a little.

But still can't help but say: "...I will get dirty."

Cen Yao walked up to him.

Xiao Kou'er suddenly remembered the action of him pinching his chin and wiping his face.

His eyes flickered, a little afraid that the man would treat him so intimately again, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Do you recognize Young Master Cen?"

Cen Yao: "I know."

Little Kouer said: "I have a good relationship with him, just... that kind of good, you know?"

he explained with difficulty.

Cen Yao suddenly clenched his fingers tightly, as if swallowing eight jars of vinegar in one gulp.

Xiao Kou'er looked up at him cautiously, the man's brows and eyes were indifferent, showing no sign of happiness or anger.

Xiao Kou'er swallowed her saliva, and continued: "A year ago, a guest smashed our troupe, and lifted a pot with hot tea in it. It was Young Master Cen who blocked it for me. Then... I and him alright."

Cen Yao remained expressionless.

Don't want to hear that at all.

But the young man still thinks that Cen Qingyuan is a good man who can be trusted.

No matter how sour he is.

Cen Yao lowered his eyes, raised his hand suddenly, and pressed Xiao Kou'er on the bed.

Little Button was stunned.

Cen Yao took his appearance into his eyes, then stopped, and said calmly: "Go to sleep, you won't get dirty."

Little Button breathed a sigh of relief.

It didn't mean that.

He turned out to be a good man!

Only then did Xiao Kou'er boldly touch the quilt, it was very soft and warm.

But he quickly stood up again and said at a loss: "I, I'd better take a bath, I can boil the water myself."

Cen Yao took him to the shower room.

But Xiaokouer used to boil hot water and mix it with cold water and just rinse it like this, or pour it into a large wooden bucket and soak it.

Where has this been used?

Cen Yao stretched out his hand and turned on the faucet.Little Kouer stared at it steadfastly, earnestly learning how to use this thing.

Cen Yao's eyes fell on his delicate and fair neck...

Cen Yao pressed his tongue against his gums, and then he endured it.

"Will it be?"

"...Yes, yes."

Cen Yao turned around and went out.

Leaving Xiao Kou'er muttering to himself: "No wonder everyone wants to be rich, it's so good to be rich... I'm sure you won't catch a cold and have a fever after taking a bath in winter."

When Xiao Kou'er came out of the shower, the man was no longer in the room, which made him greatly relieved.

Naked, he walked around the warm room twice, and then found a new long jacket, quilted, on a chair.

Like for him.

He tried to put it on and took it off again.

It's not his stuff, no matter how good it is.

Little Button got into the bed naked.

He has hung up the costume neatly so as not to get crumpled, how will he use it next time?The class master trained him.

Just sleep like this.

He closed his eyes.

Xiao Kou'er didn't sleep for too long, and was woken up by a strong nausea.

He sat up slowly, realizing that he seemed to have eaten too much.

This is really a new experience for him.He didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to rub his belly by himself.

It's fine if you don't knead, and something will happen after this kneading.

He supported the head of the bed, threw up wow, and brought the desk lamp and the water glass by the bed to the ground, which broke with a "snap".

Little Button was terrified, but his stomach hurt so badly that he couldn't hold it back.

After vomiting, he was already dazed and dazed, staring at the mess in front of him, not knowing what to do.

It’s over.

At this time, there was a soft knock at the door, and the doorknob was turned open.

Someone came through the door.

Little Button huddled under the quilt stiffly, terrified to death.

Is it a man?Or a servant?

"Why..." Cen Yao hurriedly walked to the bedside: "vomited?"

As he spoke, he pulled the boy out of the quilt.

The tentacle turned out to be a piece of delicate and warm skin.

Little Button was naked and naked, looking at him in horror and pity.

Cen Yao's eyelids twitched.

Pressed his waist tightly, but soon relaxed again, took off his coat, wrapped the little button up completely, and hugged him in his arms.

"I..." Xiao Kou'er opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

But Cen Yao hugged him horizontally, moved to another room, made another internal call, and called the servant.

"Clean up the next door and call a doctor over."

The servant nodded repeatedly.

Xiao Kou'er pursed her lips tightly, her complexion slightly pale.

Cen Yao patted his head lightly, and said calmly: "It's all right, the doctor will take a look at it."

The fear in Xiaokou'er's heart suddenly dissipated.

He is not angry?

Why is he not angry?

When this man was in the troupe, he was obviously very scary.

After the panic disappeared, Xiao Kou'er also belatedly felt intense embarrassment and shame.

"You...let me go."

Cen Yao didn't move, instead he asked his servant to bring salt water and rinse his mouth first.

Not long after, the doctor came, with messy hair, carrying a medicine box, and it looked like he had been picked up from the bed by someone.

Cen Yao clasped the little button firmly in his arms, and wrapped him tightly in the woolen overcoat, only his head was exposed.

The doctor didn't look around casually, he just took out his stethoscope and said, "You have to listen first."

Cen Yao took it, pulled off a bit of the jacket, and stuck it to the boy's abdomen.

Xiao Kou'er was so nervous that he was sweating profusely, and now he regretted not wearing that long coat.

He always felt that it was strange to be wrapped in a man's clothes.

Even thought the doctor would see him naked.

"...well." said the doctor.

Only then did Cen Yao let go.

"It's not a big problem. I'll prescribe some medicine, and then eat a light diet for a few days and you'll be fine." The doctor got up to write the doctor's order, and took the servant to get the medicine.

Little Button opened his mouth to say that I am not so fragile.

They were sick when they were in the theater troupe, and they were all carried over by themselves.He is especially good at carrying.The class leader also praised him for being great.

But Little Button quietly raised his head to look at the man, and he caught a glimpse of the man's chin.Trying to raise his head again, he saw the shadow falling on the handsome and indifferent face of the man, the interlacing of light and dark made the man even more irresistible.

Xiao Kou'er didn't have the courage to speak, so he just kept his mouth shut.

After all this tossing, it was already past three o'clock in the morning by the time Xiao Kou'er took the medicine and drank some warm water.

Xiao Kou'er was tired and sleepy, squinting but dared not sleep.

He tried to say it again: "Can you let me go...can you?"

The house was silent.

After a while, Cen Yao asked, "Is it better?"

Xiao Kou'er nodded again and again: "It's very kind." He paused, then hesitated and said, "Thank you, you are very kind to me." It's so good that it doesn't seem like reality.

Cen Yao lightly pinched his cheek.

Little Kouer said, "It's kind of like my father."

Cen Yao paused: ...

Cen Yao moved his fingers, squeezed his chin tightly, and lifted the boy's face.

Little Button was forced to meet his eyes, and his breathing became lighter.

"Did I say something wrong?" He asked weakly.

He thought about it and added a sentence: "You are more like my father than my father. My father died a long time ago. Before he died, he was not very promising. He is incomparable with you."

Cen Yao: ...

In an instant, Little Button felt the man's gaze staring at him, which seemed to have become a little aggressive.

The man stroked his neck, lowered his head, and at first glance, it looked like he was kissing his face.But that should be an illusion.

Then he heard the man ask in a low voice, "How old are you this year?"

"Seventeen."

"..." Cen Yao firmly held down his movements.

That is to say, you are young.

Cen Yao put him on the bed: "Go to sleep." Then he strode away.

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