Chongxi male wife

Li Miao became Su Mingxuan's book boy in the Su family, and Su Mingxuan treated him very well.

Probably because he is thin and small, the maids and servants here also treat him as a child and take good care of him.

In the past few days since Li Miao came here, he has never opened the little package he brought.

The old housekeeper brought him new clothes and prepared an extra set of clothes for him.

At first he didn't want to take it, but the old housekeeper told him that it was for accompanying the young master to go out and wear it.

He thought that the young master wouldn't go out often, but he never thought that his young master didn't come home very often.

He followed Su Mingxuan all day long, and gradually he looked like a book boy.

One day, when Li Miao and Su Mingxuan came back, the doorman stopped him.

He leaned over, and the doorman smiled and handed him a letter, saying that it was given to him by a beautiful girl, and teasingly asked if it was his fiancee.

He smiled, took the channel and thanked him: "That should be my sister."

The doorman was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Miao, whose face had gotten better in the past few days, and couldn't help sighing: "Like, indeed like."

Li Miao thanked him and followed Su Mingxuan into the Su residence.

Su Mingxuan has always been curious about Li Miao, so for the first time, he stared at the letter in Li Miao's hand.

Li Miao was a little embarrassed, he held the letter written on cheap khaki paper in his hand and squeezed it.

Seeing that he was a little shy, Su Mingxuan laughed: "What are you shy about, I just want to know more about you."

It was fine if he didn't say that, but it made Li Miao's cheeks burn.

Su Mingxuan looked at it, and felt that his cheeks were red, which was prettier than the sunset glow that day.

He dragged Li Miao into the study and watched him open the letter with a smile.

The letter was written by Li Miao's younger sister, Li Fanglan. The little girl's handwriting is not very good-looking, crooked, but the general idea can be seen.

Li He woke up, but Li He lost his memory.

Fortunately, Li He's amnesia is amnesia, but he is getting better and better.

It was written in the letter that Li He not only stopped gambling, but also started to help his parents with work, and even agreed to Zheng Wanniang's resignation.

This is something that Li Miao never thought of. He thought that his brother would die, he thought that his brother would wake up, and return to his previous appearance. He never thought that his brother would lose his memory and get better.

This kind of thing is like a dream, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't dare to believe it.

Su Mingxuan saw his joy and came over to look at it.

After reading the contents of the letter, he felt even more distressed about Li Miao.

He looked at Li Miao and saw that his eyes were red. He couldn't help but rubbed Li Miao's hair. He felt that the child was like a bunny, pitiful and cute.

He smiled, and pulled Li Miao to sit on a chair beside him: "Little Miao, do you want to go home and have a look?"

Li Miao was stunned for a moment, then he looked up at Su Mingxuan in surprise, "Master."

Su Mingxuan softened the contours of his face, he looked at the boy standing beside him: "Go, call a carriage."

After the boy answered, he immediately went out to call a car.

Only now did Li Miao realize that the young master wanted to take him home.

He hastily grabbed Su Mingxuan's hand: "Young master, no need, I've only been here for a few days, and I don't have a rotation."

Su Mingxuan patted his hand to make him relax a bit: "It's okay, you can go home whenever you want, I remember your home is quite close."

Li Miao was stupid and didn't know how to answer. He just lowered his head and responded with red eyes.

The young master is too kind to him, he has grown up so much, except his mother, no one has ever treated him like this.

Probably because he has been strong for a long time, once he was cherished by others, he couldn't help but want to cry.

Su Mingxuan heard his voice was not quite right, but he did not expose Li Miao.

He knew that Li Miao was a very strong person, but a strong person always has a soft heart. He wanted to give this little rabbit some time to adapt.

He took Li Miao out of the study, and asked the maid beside him to prepare some food for him.

Su Mingxuan didn't say it clearly, but the door of the study was left open just now, and the little girl heard it just now at the door.

The little girl left in a hurry, seeing how kind the young master has been to this book boy in the past few days, she thought about it.

At this moment, she walked faster, thinking about going to the warehouse, and thinking about the things to be prepared.

Thinking about it this way, she has quite a lot to prepare.

Li Miao didn't know what they meant, he glanced at the sky, and pulled Su Mingxuan's sleeve.

He was a little shy and didn't know how to express it, but he still expressed his thoughts: "My lord, my lord, I don't want to go today."

As he spoke, he didn't dare to look up at Su Mingxuan, his cheeks were flushed with embarrassment now, and he felt that he was really delaying the young master's work too much.

Seeing him lowering his head, Su Mingxuan guessed a little bit of his thoughts.

He rubbed Li Miao's hair: "I treat you as my younger brother, so don't be polite to me."

Li Miao was stunned, and nodded with red eyes, he really owed the young master too much.

He hesitated, and finally said in his heart: "My lord, I can go back tomorrow by myself. It's too late today, and I have to come back overnight."

Hearing what he said, Su Mingxuan couldn't help laughing loudly: "Yes, I didn't think carefully, so let's go tomorrow."

He waved to the little girl standing beside him: "Zhuhong, go tell Luliu to tidy up and go tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Li Miao out again, "Since we're not going, let's have dinner."

Li Miao responded, and when he looked at him, his eyes were crooked, and his two small canine teeth were exposed, which was extraordinarily cute.

Su Mingxuan glanced at him inadvertently, and couldn't help rubbing his hair.

Su Mingxuan didn't know, his gaze towards Li Miao became more and more gentle.