As a substitute, the male protagonist is sweet and soft

Confucius half-closed his eyes and chuckled, and tapped his finger on the car window, "Look, you will live here from now on, isn't it good? That is, you have to protect your knees and be careful of rheumatism."

Su Nanqing looked in the direction of Confucius Heng's finger, his brows instantly relaxed, and he was a little stunned.White walls and gray tiles, the afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, as if coated with a layer of gold powder.

In his perception, the school dormitory building is already luxurious enough, but this house is so beautiful that he can't take his eyes off it, giving him a sense of unreality.I have to say that Yu Chuan looked dull, but the courtyard he lived in made Su Nanqing admirable no matter whether it was in his previous life or his present life.

In his previous life, he was resident in Yunan, and his aesthetics tended to be more like the southern style of Jiangnan. Compared with the luxury of those nobles in the capital, he preferred a "stingy" house.

If you want to combine the two styles together, the best interpretation may be the one in front of you.

Kong Ziheng added: "There is a large artificial lake behind here. It is beautiful, but I always feel that the humidity is heavy. I suggest buying some desiccant."

Su Nanqing's eyes lit up, "Lake?"

Confucius nodded, "Do you like it?"

General Su has free time. Apart from practicing kung fu, he likes boiling ponds. He fights in places with a lot of water, so he doesn't know how to use water.

He especially remembered that no matter what kind of house he liked, or how much he disliked the small fish pond in the Prince Regent's Mansion, he had told Yu Chuan about it.

And Yu Chuan seemed to take it to heart.

In an instant, there are mixed flavors.

As far as Yu Chuan is concerned, whether he is good or bad is not bad, he can always surprise him in unexpected places.As a man, he sometimes felt that Yu Chuan was too careful.Yu Chuan seemed to still remember these things that he had almost forgotten.

Although he grew up in the capital, he is an authentic northern talent, but he has to admit that after staying in the south for so many years, he has already been assimilated in his bones.

City A is in the south, the climate is the one he likes, and the garden in the school is even more his favorite, but this house is his dream, the place where his heart belongs, and he has fantasized about it countless times in his mind. What suits him best.

The car parked securely in front of the gate. The aged butler came gracefully and whispered a few words to the driver. The driver nodded and unlocked the car.

"Mr. Su, please." Although the butler is old, his demeanor is not old at all. He has a kind face and a warm smile, giving people a sense of intimacy at first sight.

Su Nanqing looked at this strange place that he liked very much, so much that he felt a sense of returning home, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

He seemed to have no reason to refuse.

Confucius Heng originally thought that a boy like Su Nanqing, who had grown up hard, would appear embarrassed when faced with such a battle. In this way, he could take advantage of the situation and give the little boy a psychological comfort , hoping that Su Nanqing could stand on his side.If one day he gets into trouble, Su Nanqing can say a few good words for himself in front of Yu Chuan, so that he can stay on President Yu's blacklist for a few days less.

But who knows, Su Nanqing didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but with a smile on his face, he first put the watermelon he brought on the front seat of the car, said hard work, then turned his head and thanked the old housekeeper, with a look of ease , a kind of calmness that a boy of his status should have.

Kong Ziheng was a little surprised, but it was rare for him to get to the bottom of it. Seeing Sunan tilted out of the car, the old butler had already closed the car door, and he hurriedly prepared to follow, but just as he grabbed the handlebar, he heard Qi Qi's voice. The lock sounded, "Huh? What are you doing!"

The driver ignored him, and Confucius felt something was wrong, and said sharply, "What do you mean!"

"Mr. Kong, I'm sorry." As Yu Chuan's full-time driver, he has the usual dull characteristics of the Yu family. As soon as he opened his mouth, Kong Ziheng had a bad feeling in his heart, "The president explained that Mr. Su is here. At that time, you are not allowed to enter the house."

There is no room for flexibility.

When the engine restarted, Kong Ziheng sneered, thumped the back of the front seat, gritted his teeth, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Yu, I really think I am interested in your child. Do I have the guts?"

A deep and magnetic voice came from the car phone, "It's good if you don't have the guts. I said last time, don't apply your method to him, there will be no next time."

Su Nanqing didn't see Kong Ziheng getting off the car, but saw that the car had already turned around. He looked at the butler suspiciously, and was about to ask. The old butler bowed slightly, with a humble appearance and a slightly hoarse voice, and said, "Teacher Kong This time I came uninvited, if there is something abrupt about Mr., please forgive me."

Su Nanqing shook his head and said softly that it was all right.It was the first time he came to this place, although he and Confucius Heng were not familiar, but at least they had chatted a few words, and they were considered to be acquainted, and he thought that he could bring him to be familiar with him. A little sheep that got lost in Mr. Wolf's house and was slaughtered.

"Mr. Su, don't worry, you can walk around here as you like, just treat it as your own home. There are few people in the family, so you won't disturb the husband."

Su Nanqing was seen through his thoughts, and was a little embarrassed. He cheered himself up in his heart, forced himself not to show timidity, and said with a smile: "Then I will trouble you."

The housekeeper nodded, and led Su Nanqing into the house.Although Su Nanqing said it was fine, the butler still thoughtfully did not say much, and only told Yu Chuan that he would be back later tonight so that he could rest first and not have to wait.

"Mr. Yu told us that we have prepared everything that Mr. needs. You only need to live in, and you don't have to worry about anything else." The butler pushed open the delicate wooden door, raised his hand respectfully, and waited for Su Nanqing to enter. , he gently closed the door, "I've never seen the president care so much about anyone, he must really like Mr."

Su Nanqing didn't take it seriously. The people under Yu Chuan's subordinates naturally spoke to him. If he believed it, he would be a fool.

He slowly walked into the living room, and what he saw was the oversized floor-to-ceiling windows covered by a layer of tulle. The breeze blew by, and the tulle lifted slightly, revealing a little corner of the dreamlike artificial lakeshore. Even so, it was enough for Sunan I am delighted.He took several steps excitedly, wanting to go over to have a look, but suddenly remembered that he should ask for permission, he turned around quickly, pointed to the lake behind him and asked, "Can I go outside and have a look?"

He forgot to change his shoes, and he stepped on several looming shoe prints on the unstained floor. If it was awkward, then what he saw in the corner of his eye was so abrupt that he rolled his mouth to apologize. Take it back.

"Of course." The butler was about to lead him out, but saw him frozen in place, the excitement in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a death star-like bleakness.

Su Nanqing's gaze was fixed on the painting on the wall. It was a face that he was very familiar with. It was a face that resembled him by half or half. The painting was so vivid that it seemed to be real.

He felt nauseous for a moment.

Yu Chuan, he must be a pervert, a disgusting, high-sounding pervert.

Those loves that he never experienced while he was alive, but after his death, they grew so wantonly and luxuriantly.If people in the world knew about it, they would definitely think that the king regent who cede land and seek glory is an affectionate kind, but only he knows the truth.

A love that may never have existed, but now it has turned into a seemingly profound commemoration.

Su Nanqing's eyes gradually became as cruel as in the painting. He felt that Yu Chuan was a lunatic.

He will never admit that this lunatic has so-called love for him.