My bodyguard is super cold

The kiss lasted only three seconds, and then moved away from his lips. Jiang Yuanbao blinked, and the warmth on his lips just now seemed like it had never happened before.

Is it really a dream?

Jiang Yuanbao rubbed his eyes to wake himself up. When he saw Feng Sheng's icy cheek, Jiang Yuanbao felt that maybe it was really his own illusion just now.

Feng Sheng is so cold, how could he kiss him?

But Jiang Yuanbao was still relentless, he blinked and looked at Feng Sheng with wet eyes.

"Feng Sheng, did you kiss me just now?"

Feng Sheng pursed his lips, he didn't know why he kissed Jiang Yuanbao just now, probably his brain had a twitch.

Just for a moment, the movement and the brain are uncontrollable, and the cells in the whole body are clamoring.

Just a few seconds was enough to bring Feng Sheng back to his senses.

"No." Feng Sheng opened his eyes and said nonsense, he couldn't even blink his eyes anymore.

Jiang Yuanbao's feeling of loss for a while seemed to be his illusion.

"Let me down." Jiang Yuanbao is completely awake now. Although Feng Sheng's embrace is very warm and makes him feel at ease, he knows that Feng Sheng must be injured. If he encounters Feng Sheng's injury Not good.

Feng Sheng's hands tightened slightly, and then he put Jiang Yuanbao on the ground.

"Feng Sheng, how do you know I'm here?" Jiang Yuanbao looked at Feng Sheng's side face, the abstinent look made Jiang Yuanbao almost distracted.

Feng Sheng came to look for him and brought him food, which made Jiang Yuanbao forget that Yang Zhenzhen was in Feng Sheng's room.

Feng Sheng handed the pastry to Jiang Yuanbao: "You're hungry."

Jiang Yuanbao nodded wildly, he was really hungry, he didn't eat anything last night, and he still knelt here for so long.

Originally, Jiang Yuanbao felt that the ancestral hall was very gloomy, but now that Feng Sheng came, Jiang Yuanbao didn't feel it at all!

He didn't take the pastry from Feng Sheng's hand, but directly bit into it.

The smell of glutinous rice and sweet-scented osmanthus sweetened Jiang Yuanbao's heart. After taking a bite, he licked his lips, and leaned over to bite the remaining half of Feng Sheng's hand.

And the tip of his tongue just touched Feng Sheng's hand, and rolled all the cakes in Feng Sheng's hand into his mouth.

"It's delicious." Jiang Yuanbao narrowed his eyes with a smile.

And Feng Sheng's hand stopped in the air for two seconds before retracting.

Feeling the warm touch of the tip of his tongue, Feng Sheng's fingers moved, and then he turned away from his face.

With something in his stomach, Jiang Yuanbao finally stopped feeling hungry. He picked up a piece of pastry from the box and handed it to Feng Sheng.

"Take a bite." Jiang Yuanbao tiptoed slightly. For the first time, he felt that he was so short.

Feng Sheng frowned and looked at the pastry in front of him: "I'm not hungry."

"Eat it even if you're not hungry, or I won't eat it." Jiang Yuanbao said coquettishly as he brought the pastry close to Feng Sheng's lips.

With such a simple threat, Feng Sheng would definitely not rely on Jiang Yuanbao at ordinary times, but when he saw Jiang Yuanbao's expectant face, which was too cute, Feng Sheng's eyes were deep and glinted with a dark light.

He finally opened his thin lips, and lightly took a bite of the pastry Jiang Yuanbao handed over.

The taste of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice spreads in the mouth, very sweet and greasy, a bit sweeter than Young Master.

Feng Sheng would hardly eat such a sweet thing, but Jiang Yuanbao liked it very much.

"How about it, isn't it delicious?" Jiang Yuanbao smiled, and by the way, put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that was left over from Feng Sheng's bite just now, and put it directly into his mouth.

Does this count as an indirect kiss with Feng Sheng?

This sweet-scented osmanthus cake seemed extra sweet, and Jiang Yuanbao was even more satisfied.

But Feng Sheng watched Jiang Yuanbao's little move, but his throat tightened.

Jiang Yuanbao picked up another small piece and put it on Feng Sheng's lips: "Take another bite."

Feng Sheng didn't open his mouth this time, and said with a feeling of resistance: "Master, I'm really not hungry, you can eat."

Jiang Yuanbao pouted, then threw the osmanthus cake in his hand into the box: "Then I won't eat it either."

He went back again and knelt where he knelt at first.

Feng Sheng sighed, he didn't know what to do with Jiang Yuanbao, the person he pampered, of course he should continue to pamper him.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to continue being nice to Jiang Yuanbao, but he just wanted to spoil the young master for the rest of his life.

Feng Sheng came over with the box, squatted down beside Jiang Yuanbao, then picked up the pastries in the box, took a bite himself, and handed it to Jiang Yuanbao.

Jiang Yuanbao ecstatically ate all the cakes that Feng Sheng had eaten.

Just like this, the two of you ate up the whole box of pastries.

Jiang Yuanbao rubbed his stomach, as if he was a little bit full.

After eating and drinking enough, sleepiness will naturally sweep over, and it is now 03:30 in the middle of the night.

"Feng Sheng, I'm so sleepy." Jiang Yuanbao's sticky voice was full of sleepiness.

Feng Sheng just stood beside Jiang Yuanbao: "Do you want me to carry you back to sleep?"

Jiang Yuanbao shook his head: "No, my dad asked me to kneel here, and I can only go back after I figured it out. If I go back, he must think that I figured it out and want me to marry Su Yi, so I can't go back, kneel down You can't go back even if you die here."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuanbao would rather kneel here than marry that woman, Feng Sheng felt a warm current pouring into his chest.

"Why didn't the young master marry Miss Su?" Feng Sheng asked.

"I don't like that woman, why did you marry her, Feng Sheng, the person I like is you!" The young master has always seen emotional matters very clearly, and never hides his likes and dislikes for a person Covertly.

It was not the first time Feng Sheng had heard Jiang Yuanbao's confession, but every time Jiang Yuanbao's unreserved love made him feel at a loss.

Feng Sheng: "...Young Master, don't say such things in the future."

Jiang Yuanbao snorted softly, it's fine that Feng Sheng doesn't like him, now he won't even let him talk!

Jiang Yuanbao didn't say anything, and the air was so dull for several seconds.

The tense atmosphere continued like this.

Usually Jiang Yuanbao didn't speak, and Feng Sheng didn't take the initiative to speak at all.

It's the same state now, Feng Sheng's words are very good, and he never takes the initiative to speak.

Jiang Yuanbao was kneeling upright at first, but sleepiness gradually hit him, and Jiang Yuanbao had already started to doze off again.

Because there was nothing to rely on, Jiang Yuanbao's head fell for a while and fell for a while.

Fortunately, Feng Sheng caught Jiang Yuanbao quickly, so Jiang Yuanbao didn't fall to the ground.

"Is the young master sleepy?" Feng Sheng's voice was magnetic and hoarse.

"Hmm..." Jiang Yuanbao's voice was very low, it was an unconscious response when he was about to fall asleep.

Feng Sheng stood upright, letting Jiang Yuanbao sleep on his legs so that he wouldn't fall down.

As for how long Jiang Yuanbao slept, how long did Feng Sheng stand there like this.

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