little master

39.

"Qingqing likes you very much."

Hearing Mr. Qi say this in a very flat tone, I was shocked.

Young Master likes me?real or fake?

He said it himself?

I was about to ask, but suddenly remembered how I disrespected the old man just now, and shrank back guiltily.

"When I was chatting with him just now, he mentioned you several times. This is an unprecedented phenomenon. So far, I have never seen him mention others so frequently. So I think he should like it very much. you."

I took a deep breath and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

"What reason do you think I have to lie to you?"

I:"……"

Mr. Qi didn't seem to care about my offense at all, and continued:

"You are the bodyguard who has stayed by his side the longest in the past few years. The others either didn't even see each other, or they couldn't stay for a day and were sent away. His father invited him People have never been able to enter his eyes, and you are the only one."

I pretended to be flattered and nodded: "Yeah."

——In fact, my heart has already exploded.

Does this count as an endorsement?

Does this mean that I am the most special in the young master's heart?

No one left, only me.

Even grandpa thought so.

I feel that my life is about to be consummated, and now I'm about to make a confession and completely abduct the young master.

Of course, you have to ask for the consent of the old man in front of you.

My heart was churning like a rising sea, and I had to keep silent on the surface, quietly listening to the old man finish his speech.

It's just his scrutinizing eyes that make me feel a little creepy, and I always feel that he is not very friendly, it looks like—like I stole some of his treasures.

But seeing that the old man's expression didn't change much after he withdrew his gaze, I thought maybe I was wrong just now.

He went on to say to me: "Qingqing is young, and he doesn't understand many things. In addition, his mother passed away early, and his father...doesn't matter. He has a stubborn personality, and it's actually hard to get along with people—"

I shook my head quickly: "It's not difficult, the young master is very cute."

The old man looked at me quite unexpectedly: "Has he never lost his temper with you?"

This is... "Yes," I nodded honestly, but immediately retorted, "But I can handle it, the rebellious period, besides, his anger can't do me much harm, at most it's a small If the child loses his temper, just coax him."

Besides, as young master is so easy to coax, I wish he would lose his temper with me more, so that I have a chance to coax me, maybe if he coaxes me a few more times, he will become mine.

I didn't say the latter words.

I was afraid that the old man would hit me with a cane.

Although he doesn't seem to have violent tendencies, after all, it's his own grandson that I'm going to kidnap, so it's my fault anyway.

After listening to what I said, the old man was noncommittal, took another sip of tea, and said slowly: "If you couldn't handle it, you wouldn't be here now."

I nodded and said yes.

"But I have to remind you," the old man raised his head, looked straight into my eyes, and said without anger, "Since he likes you, you have to treat him well and protect him. No matter what the situation is, you must treat him well." Put him first, don't bully him, let alone leave him, unless he doesn't want you—"

I added: "Even if he doesn't want me, I won't leave."

The old man nodded approvingly, and then said in a deep voice: "If one day I find out that you treat him badly, I will bear the consequences."

He seemed to be emphasizing something more, and I said no.

I will not bully him, I will not leave him, even if one day he gets tired of me, I will continue to protect him.This is my responsibility, beyond the scope of employment, is my own commitment to myself.

I like him so much, how can I be willing to hurt him.

The old man nodded, as a summary of this "friendly conversation": "You'd better remember what you said today."

Me: "I will."

When the young master came back, we both silently kept silent, pretending that nothing happened, which caused the young master to look around curiously for a long time. Finally, after the old man left, he probably couldn't help it anymore and grabbed my clothes. Angle asks:

"What did you tell Grandpa?"

I played sloppy: "I didn't say anything."

Young Master: "Impossible, how could you not say anything for such a long time."

Me: "It's really nothing, oh, right——"

"What what?" he asked anxiously.

I smiled slightly: "—the old gentleman told me, you like me very much, young master."

Young master: "..."

I asked: "Is it true?"

The young master jumped away from me all of a sudden, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on: "I never said that!"

Me: "Did you really say that?"

The young master refused to answer this question, turned around and left quickly, leaving me with a handsome back and red ear tips.

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