little master

45.

I couldn't wait to rush over there at eight o'clock in the morning on his birthday.The young master hadn't gotten up yet, Mr. Qi was drinking tea in the garden downstairs, I chatted with him for a while, and kept looking up, he saw that, after a few words, he waved his hand and said that he could go up if he wanted to.

I said okay.Then jumped out immediately.

Halfway through, I remembered that I didn't know which room he was in. I turned around and walked downstairs. Just after I stepped up two steps, I saw the old butler walking slowly, nodded politely, and led me to a room upstairs. The door of the room: "The young master's room is here."

Probably the look of anticipation and excitement on my face was too obvious. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you need me to call him for you?"

I was taken aback, and quickly waved my hands: "No, no, I'll come by myself for a few days, you can go and get busy. Thank you."

He nodded, took a step back, and turned to leave.

I stood at the door, adjusted my breathing, and then tapped on the door twice.

No one answered.He shouldn't be awake yet.

My hand stayed on the doorknob for a long time, and I rarely hesitated, wondering whether I should open the door and go in directly.

What if I disturb him?

...but I really want to see him

Just when I was hesitating, the handle under my palm suddenly turned by itself.

I was startled, and then I saw the door was opened from the inside, revealing the face of the young master who was obviously still awake.

He was in a daze, wearing a fluffy one-piece bear pajamas, his body was still unsteady, he stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and asked in a slightly nasal voice that had just woken up and hadn't been fully awakened: "What are you doing?"

I have never seen him wearing this kind of pajamas before, and I was so cute that I made a slip of the tongue for a moment, and on impulse, I wanted to carry him home directly.

But I still remember that this is Mr. Qi's home, so it can't be too casual.

When heaven and man were at war in his mind, the young master shook, as if a little impatient: "You, talk!"

I woke up instantly, took a step forward, and supported his crumbling body: "Come and see you, happy birthday!"

He raised his eyelids: "Didn't you already say it at twelve o'clock in the morning?"

"Wee hours are hours, now is now, today is your birthday all day, I can keep saying it."

I picked him up and walked towards the only big bed in the room. The young master seemed to be extremely sleepy and didn't struggle. He let me put him on the bed, and rolled him around very consciously, covering him with the quilt. Wrap yourself up and become a hibernating baby bear.

I also sat down and watched him roll around to wrap himself up, and then rolled over wrapped in a quilt. His originally smooth hair became messy, but it also had a different kind of cuteness, so I couldn't help but stroke it with my hands.

He looked up at me, stretched out his hand from the tightly wrapped quilt to hug my hand, closed his eyes and rubbed twice, and fell asleep again.

I think he might treat me like a doll next to his bed.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to sleep and still hold my hand.

It's just that my body may be a little bigger. He tugged twice but didn't move, and grunted twice in dissatisfaction.Seeing that he was about to wake up from this uncomfortable position, I hurriedly lay down and turned sideways so that he could nestle into my arms in a more comfortable position.

Satisfied, he freed his hands from the quilt and put them on my body, as if confirming that I would not run away, then hung up the whole body naturally, and his breathing gradually took longer.

This scene was inexplicably similar to the one a few months ago. I quietly looked at his sleeping face, and unconsciously shifted my gaze to his eyelashes.

At that time, I didn't expect that I would like him so much now.

Then I did something I've always wanted to do but never had the chance to do:

A soft kiss fell on his closed eyes.

An instant sense of satisfaction filled my atrium, and my heart lost its rhythm as soon as I touched it, so I didn't notice that after I left his eyes, the young master's eyelashes trembled twice.

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The countdown to Ji Shao's turning positive: [-]