The Price of Rebirth [System]

He was wearing the same tracksuit that he saw yesterday, and his cold and handsome face made people's heart skip a beat.

"kindness."

Responding lightly, Yuan Cheng glanced at Zhang Chongji and planned to go downstairs.

The moment they passed by, Zhang Chongji suddenly grabbed one side of his clothes.

"Brother Yuan!"

Yuan Cheng frowned and turned to look at him.

Zhang Chongji was stunned, as if he didn't know why he made such a move, he blushed in embarrassment, and said: "No, nothing..."

Saying that, he let go of his hand.

Yuan Cheng pursed his lips, took a deep look at him, then turned and went downstairs.

Turning around in an arc when going downstairs, Yuan Cheng raised his head and saw the man standing blankly at the stairs, looking at him with a lost face, feeling a little lost.

Although Yuan Cheng had some strange emotions in his heart, he didn't think too much, no, no, it was because he tried his best to suppress the faint feeling of distress in his heart and forced himself not to think too much.

Yuan Cheng went out, and Zhang Chongji looked at his back as he disappeared at the door, with a smile that was sure to be won on the corner of his lips.

The first young master has gone out, the third young master is not at home, and the fourth young master is at school, so the only one left is that big devil Yuan Ke.

"Second young master has a serious get-up qi. When you wake him up, you must be gentler than other young masters, and even if you have to face the risk of being scolded, you must persevere in knocking on the door."

Recalling the words Father Wu chanted in his mind, Zhang Chongji looked at the wooden door in front of him, took a deep breath and resolutely knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Second young master, get up."

"..."

There was no sound from inside the door, but Zhang Chongji was [-]% sure that the guy was inside.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Second Young Master, it's time to get up, breakfast is ready..."

Why does he feel like an old lady?

This feeling made Zhang Chongji feel very uncomfortable, but he had to go on.

There was still no sound inside the door, but when Zhang Chongji knocked on the door again, the inside of the door shook as if it had been hit hard.

It looked like a pillow had been thrown against the door.

Then there was a hoarse and irritable voice after waking up: "Get lost!"

Curving the corner of his mouth, Zhang Chongji carried out the perseverance that Father Wu said to the end.

"Second Young Master, it's really getting late..."

There was no sound from inside.

"Second Young Master..."

Before he finished speaking, he vaguely heard the sound of sheets rubbing against clothes, and then the wooden door was half opened, and Yuan Ke's extremely irritable face appeared in front of him.

"You idiot, you're annoying."

That look is as fierce as if it could eat you alive.

"It's the butler's duty to wake up the young master. I'm just doing my job seriously." Zhang Chongji showed no fear of his vicious tone, but looked at him with a smile on his eyes.

Thinking of the words he accidentally heard upstairs yesterday, and seeing this gentle and fair face again, Yuan Ke's mood became a little complicated for some reason.

"Idiot, do you know what time I went to bed last night?"

"Second young master, if lack of sleep bothers you, I am honored to make a perfect schedule for you."

"You..." Yuan Ke seemed to be choked and unable to speak, so he could only cast a sharp glance at Zhang Chongji with those beautiful eyes, and rubbed his hair irritably, "Ah, I'm so annoying."

"So, Second Young Master, let's get up. Breakfast is ready. Today's breakfast is hot toast omelette and mellow coconut milk."

"Tch—" Yuan Ke slammed the door shut without looking at him again.

"Snapped--"

He closed the door with great force, and the resulting flair made Zhang Chongji almost think that his nose was about to be thrown off.

Zhang Chongji stood quietly at the door, without knocking or urging, because he knew that although Yuan Ke had a bad temper, he was a measured person.

After a while, the door was opened again, and Yuan Ke was already dressed and standing inside the door, squinting and yawning.

But he didn't seem to expect that Zhang Chongji was still standing at the door, and he frowned impatiently: "Why are you still here?"

"I'm waiting for the second young master."

Yuan Ke gave him a strange look, then sneered knowingly, and said in a contemptuous and arrogant tone, "Ah, so you are flattering me, right?"

Zhang Chongji was stunned for a moment, and then he covered his mouth and laughed. His warm eyebrows and eyes were curved like beautiful crescent moons, and he looked a little... charming with a playful look.

"Second Young Master, you... are really cute."

cute?

You are the cutest, right?

Yuan Ke was a little surprised by the thought that suddenly flashed into his mind, he snorted coldly and then turned his head away uncomfortably.

"Second Young Master?"

"I'm so bored, hurry down."

Waving his hands a little irritably, Yuan Ke went down the stairs without even looking at him.

Zhang Chongji followed obediently behind him, watched Yuan Ke take his seat slowly with a stinky face, and brought out breakfast.

White people's toast, golden and fragrant fried eggs are neatly stacked together, and a glass of coconut milk is white but not greasy. It looks like a great breakfast match.

"Master, please order some food." After placing the breakfast in front of Yuan Ke, Zhang Chongji meekly retreated to one side.

"Huh?" Yuan Ke frowned and looked at the beautiful and exquisite breakfast on the table, his tone was a little impatient, "Where's the coffee?"

Zhang Chongji's eyes flickered, without saying anything, he turned around and brought out the cup of honey water he had prepared.

Yuan Ke frowned even tighter at this, and he looked at Zhang Chongji with an obvious sense of irony.

"Are you deaf? I mean coffee, huh?"

"Second young master, drinking coffee early in the morning is not good for your health, if I'm not wrong," Zhang Chongji pursed his lips and paused,

"You seem to have mild chronic gastritis?"

Yuan Ke looked Zhang Chongji up and down with squinted eyes, and suddenly laughed without any emotion, even with a cold texture:

"Not bad, huh? I want to see how far you can go, ah, don't forget that blanket."

Yuan Ke casually cut the beautiful fried egg with a knife and fork, without looking up.

"Fix it for me by tomorrow. That's an easy job for a butler, isn't it?"

"Second Young Master, I..."

"Why, can't it be done?" Yuan Ke raised his eyes, his amber-like eyes sneered, "Let's go if you can't do it?"

Zhang Chongji's face was a little pale, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth was a little forced.

"Tch, looking at you yesterday, I really thought you had some idea... I really overestimated you."

"..."

Seeing his disappointed look, Yuan Ke suddenly felt very happy physically and mentally, and put the fried egg into his mouth in a good mood.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Chongji suddenly said this in a low voice. Yuan Ke looked over and saw that he lowered his head, his brows and eyes were covered by brown and soft bangs, and his expression could not be seen clearly. That rug is unique and I may not be able to find another one that's exactly like it."

"I wasn't joking yesterday. If I really wanted to be exactly the same, I might really have to use glue to glue them together bit by bit."

"All I can do for the second young master is to find a blanket that is much more comfortable... As for the second young master's request, I admit that I cannot do it."

Zhang Chongji looked up, his eyes were shining with a faint starlight, very beautiful and sincere.

"But at least I am serious about completing every job. Second young master, a housekeeper is not omnipotent. In my heart, a good housekeeper is one who thinks of the young master in a difficult situation, not for an impossible thing. promise."

"If I don't do well, I will be very grateful if the second young master can bring it up, but I don't want to be made things difficult for no reason. I serve the young master sincerely. I don't have any requirements. I just want the young master to treat me with a normal heart." .”

"Even if the second young master thinks I'm hypocritical, it doesn't matter if I have a purpose... I'm clear in my heart, at least I won't let myself regret it until my father comes back."

His eyelashes are very long, and the slightly trembling upward curve seems to be able to stop a butterfly. Those ebony black eyes are shining with serious warmth, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is faint and not forced, but it makes people feel very... Gentle, Being watched by him like this, a faint inexplicable thought arose in Yuan Ke's heart.

I really want to be watched by him all the time... Those eyes are looking at you, as if his whole world is you.

Yuan Ke was taken aback by this absurd idea in his heart, he tried to put on a vicious gaze but met those eyes as if he lost his momentum.

what happened?

"Second Young Master?"

Zhang Chongji also seemed to have sensed something was wrong with Yuan Ke, and wanted to get closer with some doubts.

"What are you talking about? It's so noisy." Unable to look directly at those eyes that almost melted himself, Yuan Ke could only lower his head in an irritable tone, pretending to be cutting bread, "Don't appear in front of me, look at Disgusting."

Zhang Chongji's body froze, he bowed his head in response, and retreated back with a rather disappointed expression.

Actually?

After hearing 【叮咚—Electric eye drops successfully used~! 】At the moment, Zhang Chongji was extremely happy, not to mention the 15% increase in favor with Yuan Ke later.

It is really convenient to have props, it seems that sometimes it is necessary for me to get a good impression of him.

On the other hand, Yuan Keshi, who seemed to be eating breakfast calmly, pouted his lips and snorted coldly:

Hmph, he wouldn't admit that he had a soft-hearted thought about that idiot just now.

Although he thought so, those eyes kept appearing in his mind, which made him feel more and more irritable.

His eyes glanced at the honey water that was quietly placed aside, and his eyes were complicated.

... must drive him out.

Yuan Ke looked down at the messy bread on the plate, and the corners of his lips suddenly curved slightly.

Got an idea.

How about this...