My bodyguard is super cold

After Jiang Mingde ordered Feng Sheng, he left Feng Sheng's room.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Mingde never cared about Feng Sheng. In Jiang Mingde's eyes, Feng Sheng was just a tool for him to protect Jiang Yuanbao.

Feng Sheng's fist hit the wall so hard that the knuckles of his fingers were directly scratched, as if he didn't feel any pain.

Feng Sheng's chest heaved vigorously because of anger, Jiang Mingde, you killed my father, I will definitely avenge him!

If he killed Jiang Mingde, would the young master hate him?

At that time, the young master was still willing to be with him?

In the early morning, Feng Sheng simply cleaned up his wound, and then opened the door of the room.

There was no one moving around outside, Feng Sheng stood in the hall, looking towards the second floor.

I don't know if the young master is asleep now, but he misses Jiang Yuanbao very much, and wants to see him at this time.

When he saw Jiang Yuanbao, he would feel at ease, and when he thought of Jiang Yuanbao, he felt that he had nothing to fear.

When he was in the primeval forest, looking at those hungry wolves with glowing eyes, he had to survive with bare hands, when he couldn't hold on, what he thought of was Jiang Yuanbao.

Thinking of the young master still waiting for him to go back, thinking of the young master's lovely face, no matter how many times he got down on the ground, Feng Sheng could always stand up again, full of strength again.

In fact, Jiang Yuanbao didn't know how much Feng Sheng cared about him.

It's just that Feng Sheng never expresses it, and he has always been alienated and cold-faced towards Jiang Yuanbao, blindly rejecting Jiang Yuanbao, and even told Jiang Yuanbao that he doesn't like him.

Feng Sheng couldn't control his legs, so he went up to the second floor.

The second floor was silent, Jiang Mingde had already left the villa because of something, Feng Sheng stood at the door of Jiang Yuanbao's room.

He didn't dare to knock on the door, so he leaned against Jiang Yuanbao's door and slowly closed his eyes.

It seemed that only in this way, he could already feel Jiang Yuanbao's existence.

If the young master sleeps soundly inside, then let him guard his sweet dreams.

Feng Sheng stood at the door of Jiang Yuanbao's room for two hours until three o'clock in the morning, and finally he didn't want to disturb Jiang Yuanbao, so he went downstairs.

But when Feng Sheng was going downstairs to go back to his room, he saw the butler, who was still awake at this point, come out of the kitchen with a midnight snack in his hand.

The housekeeper is a nice person, he is nice to everyone, and he is also nice to Feng Sheng.

"Uncle Zhong." Feng Sheng called out, as if he had greeted the housekeeper.

The butler is an old man in his fifties, his hair is already gray, and he looks very kind. He said to Feng Sheng: "Little Sheng hasn't rested yet, so be hungry. There is food in the kitchen, so go eat when you're hungry. "

Even though he hadn't eaten much in the past two days, Feng Sheng didn't feel hungry now.

He nodded as he accepted the butler's kindness, but his eyes were on the pastry in the butler's hand.

These seem to be what the young master likes to eat.

Jiang Yuanbao likes to eat desserts, he is addicted to sweets, and he likes to eat all kinds of sweet and greasy things.

Feng Sheng looked at the pastry, frowned and asked, "Uncle Zhong, who are you giving this to?"

Uncle Zhong didn't hide it either: "It was prepared for the young master. The young master didn't know how to make the master angry. Now he is punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. I was afraid that the young master would feel hungry, so I prepared some food for him. The master is going out now. I I want to send it to the young master quietly."

Feng Sheng's body froze for a moment: "The young master is in the ancestral hall now?"

Uncle Zhong said, "Yes, I have been kneeling for more than five hours."

For a moment, he even forgot his thoughts, Feng Sheng only felt his heart was sweet and aching, the young master had knelt in the ancestral hall for five hours.

The young master, who usually can't stand any grievances, unexpectedly...

Feng Sheng didn't need to think about it, he also knew why Jiang Yuanbao was punished, he just felt that he was about to stop breathing, he was desperate now, he wanted to see Jiang Yuanbao in the next second.

"Uncle Zhong, go and rest first, I'll bring the cakes to the young master."

Uncle Zhong knew that Feng Sheng was Jiang Yuanbao's bodyguard, so it would be better if Feng Sheng sent him there.

He handed the pastry to Feng Sheng: "Then you go, you persuade the young master not to quarrel with the master, the master loves him very much."

After Feng Sheng nodded, he went directly to the ancestral hall with the cakes.

The Jiang family's villa is really too big, it is known as the largest villa in City A.

The distance between the front hall and the ancestral hall usually takes 10 minutes, and the consecration of the saint can be described as five steps and two steps.

Three minutes later, he appeared at the gate of the ancestral hall, not breathing at all.

The door of the ancestral hall was closed, Feng Sheng took a deep breath before pushing the door open.

The lights in the ancestral hall were very dim, and in the middle of the room, Jiang Yuanbao was lying on the ground instead of kneeling.

Feng Sheng hurried over and hugged Jiang Yuanbao in his arms.

It was only the beginning of April, the air in the ancestral hall was very cold, and Jiang Yuanbao's body was icy cold.

"Master." Feng Sheng called Jiang Yuanbao, hugging Jiang Yuanbao tightly, with a rare anxious look on his face.

In fact, Jiang Yuanbao was fine, he just fell asleep.

He was really sleepy. At first, he would rather fold than surrender. After Jiang Mingde left after kneeling for an hour, Jiang Yuanbao felt his legs were sore and painful, and sleepiness hit him, so Jiang Yuanbao just lay down on the ground. Then fell asleep.

In fact, there is another point that Jiang Yuanbao is too scared.

This is the ancestral hall. It was scary to be here in the middle of the night, and it was too quiet without any sound, which made Jiang Yuanbao feel very scary.

But once there was even the slightest sound, it would feel even more frightening, and he couldn't help but wonder whether there would be ghosts. The more Jiang Yuanbao thought about it, the more frightening he felt.

Coupled with the feeling of sleepiness, Jiang Yuanbao simply went to sleep, so he wasn't so scared.

"Why are you so stupid." Feng Sheng's voice was extremely gentle, and his eyes were also indescribably doting.

It was all his fault. He thought the young master was sleeping in the room, but he didn't expect the young master to be punished here.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yuanbao moved his eyelashes, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Feng Sheng?" Jiang Yuanbao saw Feng Sheng's face and rubbed his eyes. Did he see it wrong?

Jiang Yuanbao's dazed look was really alluring.

As soon as Jiang Yuanbao said the two words, a hand pressed the back of his head, and his lips were blocked immediately.

Jiang Yuanbao opened his eyes wide, feeling the warmth of his lips in disbelief.

There seemed to be no sound in his ears, he could only hear his heart beating violently, and Feng Sheng's heavy and urgent breathing.

Even before his brain could react, Feng Sheng was kissing him?

Jiang Yuanbao blinked, looking at Feng Sheng's face in disbelief.

He couldn't be dreaming, it really seemed like the scene happened in a dream.