The squeamish bag continues to die in the cannon fodder career

"I'll just wait for him for half an hour."

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a tall and straight figure, accompanied by assistants and bodyguards, he once again focused his eyes on the watch.

Shang Ling turned around, and the warm morning sun illuminated his obviously impatient eyes: "The countdown is over."

The bodyguards forcibly broke through the servants' obstruction, and Shang Ling ignored their anxious expressions and strode into the exclusive elevator.

As the elevator ascends, patience wears off.

The elevator went directly to the bedroom, Shang Ling walked to the bedside, and lifted the quilt on the bed mercilessly.

The subordinates opened the curtains suddenly according to the order, and the strong light poured into the dark and quiet room without any buffer, illuminating the pattern of the room.

The bedroom is luxuriously furnished and orderly, spotless, but they are not in the mood to appreciate it now, the person who was sleeping was forcibly woken up, and slowly sat up under everyone's gaze.

His clothes hung sideways, revealing most of his snow-white shoulders, and the silky texture was loose on his body, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Looking up, his eyes are still closed, he is obviously sullen, and his cold face is completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

Shang Ling didn't expect to see this picture, let alone a disheveled Yu Qing.

The gaze moved down again involuntarily, and the skin of the feet bathed in the sun was moist and translucent.

Yu Qing seldom walks around, her round finger covers are pinkish, so that her feet are extremely delicate.

It was also at the moment when Shang Ling lost his mind, the unexpected attack hit him like hailstone, and several pillows hit his face accurately.

"roll!"

"Get out!"

The focused Shang Ling was caught off guard and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He wanted to warn the other party not to go too far, but the other party suddenly opened his eyes.

After being woken up, there was flush around the eyes, brows were wrinkled, and the full lips were drawn into a dangerous arc due to sullenness.

He looked up coldly, and finally fixed on Shang Ling.

They looked at each other briefly, and Shang Ling's pupils shrank suddenly——

Yu Qing was picking up the lamp on the bedside table, planning to throw it at him!

"If this is smashed down, something will happen to the Chamber of Commerce!"

"It will kill people!"

"Little Master!"

The panicked persuasion could not calm Yu Qing's anger, the bedside lamp fell heavily from his hands, the wires got involved in many objects, and the heavy crashing sound startled everyone.

Shang Ling retreated in embarrassment under the cover of everyone.

The servant cleaned up the ground as quickly as possible, and spread a layer of soft blankets to prevent Yu Qing from being injured when he landed.

The bedroom is quiet again.

After strenuous exercise, Yu Qing couldn't stop panting on the bed. Excessive emotional ups and downs made it difficult for him to breathe, and his chest felt like a stabbing pain.

A mechanical male voice sounded in his head at the same time: [The protagonist attacks Shangling, disgust value +20, 95/100]

Another exasperated electronic voice roared after him: [Shang Ling's disgust value will be maxed out by you! 】

Yu Qing, who couldn't breathe at all, was ignited by the voice, and her angry face was stuffed into the pillow: "Let me please them, No!"

556 sighed: [My treasure, there is no way to pass the disgust value, and you can't live, so why bother? 】

"Then let me die!"

Yu Qing died once. He was born in a famous family and was the only child in his family.

Although he is sick and weak, but he is loved by thousands of people, and he eats less than two bites of food on weekdays. There are a large group of people who are anxious, for fear that something will happen to him.

After dying of illness, the confession system is bound, and he must perform the confession instead of the original body, lick his face to please the protagonist, pull the disgust value to the passing line, and be friends with the protagonist.

If the task fails, it will be obliterated.

He was pampered and brought up since he was a child, and he couldn't keep his voice low.

This world is chasing wives and crematoriums.

The protagonist attacked Shangling and dominated the shopping mall at a young age.

But he lost his father when he was young, and his family property was almost taken away by a collateral family. If it weren't for Grandpa Yu Qing's help, he would never have been able to secure his position as the top leader of the business.

The protagonist, Shou Xiyue, also had a miserable childhood, and his parents didn't love his mother and owed a large debt.

And

He studied the most expensive art, but he did not give up his dream. He worked part-time and was admitted to the top art academy in China, where he majored in both sculpture and oil painting.

They are in two worlds, they met because of an art exhibition, and because of a series of accidents, Shang Ling mistook him for conspiracy.

After such and such things, Shang Ling's misunderstanding of Xi became more and more serious, but under the traction of fate, he still couldn't help being tempted.

Later, when Xi Yue needed money to study abroad, Shang Ling offered to support him from the sky, saying the classic lines that all bosses would mention: "I can give you anything you want, except feelings."

After getting along, Shang Ling found that Xi Yue was different from what he thought.

Xi Yue is brave, tenacious, kind, and strives forward in adversity.

When Shang Ling found out that he fell in love with Xi Yue, Xi Yue went abroad for further study.

The two started chasing after each other across the ocean.

And the original body fell in love with Shang Ling at first sight, and has been stalking since middle school.

But Shang Ling didn't like him, he even hated him, and only because of the love of his elders, he reluctantly treated him with kind words.

The original form of jealousy turned into hatred, repeatedly sowing dissension, deepening the sadomasochism between the protagonist Gong and Shou.

As for Xi Yue, they haven't met yet, and according to common sense, the disgust value should be at 0.

But Yu Qing was dissatisfied with the system's arrangement, and the young master lost his temper. On the first day he came here, the arranger forcibly took care of Xi Yue.

At present, Xi Yue and Shang Ling's dislike for him is about the same, with a base of 70 points, fluctuating.

System 556 is struggling every day.

Based on past experiences of hosts, shouldn't Yu Qing be very afraid and cautious to please the protagonist?

If the disgust value cannot drop below the pass within the specified time, or if the disgust value reaches full value, the host will die in the most painful way.

At first, 556 tried to warn Yu Qing to make him realize the seriousness of the matter, but later found that Yu Qing was fearless.

It is also the first time it has seen a person with such a temper that he is not afraid of death.

[Even if you don't want to please the protagonist, you should move. You have been staying in the room for more than a month, and the protagonist Gong couldn't stand it any longer. I took you out on the order of your grandfather. 】

There was still no response, but 556 was used to it.Once he mentioned something that Yu Qing didn't want to do, he would pretend to be stupid and dead.

It can't go on like this, 556 had an idea: [By the way, didn't you let the protagonist take care of you?Let me see his disgust value——]

"I do not care."

虞清话还没说完，556就尖着电子音：【我的天啊，席越对你的厌恶值居然有85！身为金丝雀拿了钱还敢厌恶金主？85什么概念？商陵刚刚差点被你打破脑壳也才90！他一个金丝雀凭啥对你有85的厌恶值？】

Yu Qing was still rolling on the bed, trying to escape, when he heard the sound of his ears twitching.

Xi Yue's disgust value was stable at 7580 before, why is it suddenly 85?

[Swearing at your mother after drinking milk, typical farmer and snake, unconscionable bastard, Yu Bao, I'm angry for you! 】

556 was filled with righteous indignation, swearing, and his words were full of loyalty.

Yu Qing thought for a while, hummed twice, and rolled around on the bed twice before sitting up slowly: "Then I have to teach him a lesson."

What 556 said is not unreasonable.

He was indeed the one who forcibly kept Xi Yue, but in the past month, he hadn't even seen Xi Yue face to face, let alone touched him.

There is a lot of income in such a simple way, who would be unhappy if the good thing of falling in the sky?

It was he who gave Xi Yue the chance to chase his dream.

I don't expect Xi Yue to know how to repay him, but I can't scold him behind his back.

He is going out.

Yu Qing, who was about to get up, pressed the call bell beside the bed, and at the same time, a mechanical male voice sounded in his head: [The protagonist attacks Shangling, disgust value +5, 90/100]

Human emotions fluctuate, and the disgust value fluctuates even more.

Only data fluctuations exceeding 5 will trigger automatic reminders.

When Shang Ling was furious just now, his disgust value soared, but when he went downstairs, he calmed down a bit, and his disgust value dropped by a small amount.

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When the get up button was pressed, Shang Ling's disgust value rose at the same time, which showed that he really hated Yu Qing.

1 minute ago, the living room was dead silent.

Shang Ling's face was ugly, he had never been so embarrassed, and he had never made a fool of himself in front of so many people.

The servants also looked solemn. They made a big mistake not long after they arrived, allowing Shang Ling to break into the young master's bedroom and disturb the young master's sleep.

When they were uneasy, the bell rang, and they looked serious and hurried to work.

Dozens of servants in the villa began to rush up and down, ironing newspapers, ordering aromatherapy, preparing breakfast, arranging flowers, and arranging dishes...

The six servants led by the butler left lightly, and the extravagant scene made Shang Ling even more disgusted.

For such a grown-up, he still has to wait on him when he wakes up, giant baby?

Shang Ling went upstairs with the housekeeper, he wanted to see what Yu Qing could do.

The bedroom curtains are wide open and the light is bright.

Yu Qing, who was forcibly awakened, was still a little dazed, and didn't even hear the knock on the door.

So much so that when Shang Ling just entered the room, what he saw was him lying in a daze on the bed, silently.

No matter how much you hate Yu Qing's young master's temper, you have to admit that there is not one aspect of him that is not refined after being intensively raised.

With fine skin and tender flesh, snow-skinned red lips, and soft chestnut hair that just woke up is fluffy and smooth, weakening the arrogance and indulgence of the domineering, and looking extraordinarily docile.

But Yu Qing definitely has nothing to do with being "good".

Yu Qing got out of bed sleepwalking, with soft blankets laid on the places where his feet fell, and went to the bathroom to wash up, and his mind was a little clear.

Yu Qing poured warm water on his face, and the heat steamed him until he was moist and pink. The creamy foam slipped on the slender white fingertips, and dripped onto his feet due to careless movements.

In the haze, there were bursts of pink tide on the feet stuck in the plush carpet.

From the side, Shang Ling's gaze remained on him, more precisely, on his feet.

Shang Ling frowned slightly, why are his feet so small.

556 suddenly noticed that Shang Ling's disgust value fluctuated. Although it was only 0.5, it was enough to make it a big fuss: [There is something wrong with Shang Ling!Can you increase your disgust when you wake up?Still staring at you, he's definitely psychopathic. 】

556 has perfectly mastered the way of getting along with Yu Qing, it is absolutely right to coax Yu Qing, it is best to find a way to sow discord.

Otherwise, with this degree of incoordination, he might die from a terminal illness in the finale without even seeing the protagonist a few times.

Yu Qing, who was brushing her teeth, stopped.

Stare at him?

Yu Qing turned his head suddenly, the toothbrush grazed his gums, and the pain made him whimper.

Spit out foamy water, mixed with blood.

Seeing the blood stains, Yu Qing was stunned, his eyes glued to the wall.

The servants who were serving at the side turned pale with fright, the young master was actually bleeding!

They knew that Yu Qing was difficult to serve, and they also knew that Yu Qing was very pampered, and every encounter would cause an uproar.

Before coming here, they had heard many negative rumors about Yu Qing's bad personality. It was said that he was wild, moody, and often abused his servants...

Yu Qing is bleeding now, will he trouble them?

He will never let them go.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qing just frowned, continued to lower his head to rinse his mouth, and went out after confirming that there was no blood.

He forgot that he had died of illness, and he did not have hemophilia in the original body.

There were still drops of water on Yu Qing's face that hadn't been wiped clean, and the servant at the side hurriedly chased after them with a handkerchief in his hand.

The expected settlement did not come, and a group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

They had just arrived, and the young master had dismissed the previous servants and replaced them in batch after batch. Despite his notoriety, there were still many people who were willing to fly moths to the flames.

Because the salary offered by the Yu family far exceeded the market price.

And this young master's request is elusive, some of them are not professional, and they can stay just because of "sight".

Everyone in the industry said that the young master of the Yu family was difficult to serve, but if the Yu family recruited for the young master, no one would hand over their resumes.

I don't know how difficult it is for Yu Qing to serve them. Judging from the past half a month of getting along, Yu Qing has never had nothing to do.

Occasional nitpicking is justifiable, because they do make low-level mistakes.

They thought to themselves, in fact, the young master of the Yu family is not as bad as the rumors say, nor is he as difficult to get along with as the rumors say.

Yu Qing, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, accepted the services of others with peace of mind. Someone wiped the water from his cheeks, and someone combed his hair.

Shang Ling, who was waiting, frowned again, showing impatience.

It took Yu Qingguang 15 minutes to wash up. Shang Ling didn't understand why he could do so much.

Someone took Yu Qing's body temperature as usual, and the process was amazingly cumbersome.

Lin You, Shang Ling's assistant, couldn't help complaining in Spanish: "It's better to see once than to hear about it. He has so many things to do. It's really not worth it for you to waste so much time by him when you're so busy. If it weren't for Mr. Yu For the sake of him, who is willing to talk to him, really think that you also have to listen to him, thinking that you are a prince?"

Yu Qing has a big temper, but he listens to Shang Ling very much. Mr. Yu knows that Yu Qing is bored at home and refuses to go out, so he hopes that Shang Ling can persuade him.

If it weren't for Mr. Yu, Shang Ling wouldn't have made this trip.Waste of time, waste of energy.

The boss's connivance made Lin You more unscrupulous, and his expression was serious and serious, not like speaking ill of others, but more like reporting on business.

He was in high spirits when the boy sitting on the edge of the bed suddenly stared at him: "Say it again."

Lin You was stunned, how the hell does Yu Qing know Russian?

Yu Qing continued to ask him in French: "Why don't you talk? Isn't it very happy to talk?"

As an assistant, proficiency in multiple languages ​​is a basic requirement, and Lin You can naturally understand what Yu Qing said.

But... isn't the young master of the Yu family an idiot who can only lose his temper?Why Russian and French?

And his pronunciation is very standard, close to the level of native speakers.

"Aren't you good at talking just now? Now I'm talking to you, why don't you talk?"

Yu Qing's fingers moved slightly, making gestures.

Lin You's pupils shrank suddenly, just now Yu Qing's Italian pronunciation was standard, the R sound was very authentic, and the soul gestures were the essence of Italian.

It's not uncommon to be able to speak foreign languages, but how old is the young master of the Yu family?

At the same time, he is good at multiple foreign languages, and all of them are fluent, which can only explain one point——

His language talent is extremely strong.

Lin You asked his boss for help, but Yu Qing was still pressing on, he continued to use German: "Why are you pretending to be dead, do you not understand German?"

"Enough." Shang Ling said, "Apologize to him."

"sorry."

"It turns out that you can speak Chinese. Tell me earlier. You came up and said a bunch of things I didn't understand. I thought you couldn't speak Chinese."

Yu Qing on the edge of the bed swayed her calves, her posture was comfortable, but her words were aggressive, and she didn't give Shang Ling any face.

Shang Ling pressed his eyebrows, his patience was on the verge of limit, and he warned in a deep voice, "It's almost done."

Yu had seen Shang Ling early in the morning, but he didn't want to talk to Shang Ling, let alone talk to Shang Ling.

This time was different, it was Shang Ling's people who took the initiative to provoke him.

"Shang Ling, your people have misunderstood me." Yu Qing said blankly, "From the moment you step into my territory, you should abide by my rules. Let me tell you bluntly, in my territory , not only you have to listen to me."

Yu Qing emphasized verbatim: "Everyone must listen to me."

The laziness and drowsiness on his face were washed away with clean water, he leaned back, his posture was relaxed, and his soft hair was casually scattered on his forehead.

Even if he was sitting, Yu Qing seemed to be looking down from a height, his skin was as white as porcelain, and his expression was indifferent.

Noble and glamorous.

Shang Ling hated Yu Qing's arrogance the most, as well as his unconscious sense of superiority.

This was the first time that he didn't dislike Yu Qing's attitude.

Yu Qing's expression was too composed, as if stating the facts, flat but contemptuous of everything.

As if he should.

And Shang Ling could feel that Yu Qing didn't take him seriously.

This is not the same as before.

Shang Ling raised his eyes faintly, Yu Qing's hands were propped on his sides, deep in the quilt, his slender and clean arms were dazzlingly white.

The waist is leaned back, the feet rest on the pedals, and the heels are light pink.

He doesn't know how many languages ​​Yu Qing can speak, but what he can be sure of is that Yu Qing's feet are really beautiful.

The servant took the tray, and on top were the clothes and accessories that matched today. The breeze blew the socks down on the plush carpet, and someone was going to fetch new ones immediately.

But the carpet has just been laid and won't stain the socks.

"The ground is clean."

"I have a cleanliness."

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was deliberately against Shang Ling.

When the new socks arrived, the corners of Yu Qing's lips twitched slightly, and she picked up the cotton socks with her slender white fingers, and threw them on the footstool beside her feet.

Lifting his chin slightly, he looked straight at Shang Ling.

"I want you to help me wear it."

The expression is arrogant and nasty.

Silent.

The servant was astonished, and Shang Ling's assistants and bodyguards were equally astonished, unable to believe what they heard.

Ask Shang Ling to help Yu Qing put on socks?

Are you kidding me?

What is Shang Ling's status, how could he condescend to do such a thing, this is an insult.

Yu Qing was indeed insulting Shang Ling, he had a serious urge to get up, Shang Ling brought people into his room, and he still remembered the hatred of throwing the quilt and pulling the curtains.

He knew that Shang Ling wouldn't help him put on socks, he just wanted to disgust Shang Ling.

Strangely, Shang Ling's disgust value did not rise, and his mood was at a relatively calm level.

Thinking that it was not strong enough, Yu Qing raised his foot to touch Shang Ling's thigh, and then sat back, resting his feet on the delicate and gorgeous pedals, as if he was waiting for someone to serve him.

556 was terribly frightened by Shang Ling's expression. If the disgust value soared to 100, Yu Qing and it would be finished.

But it knows that Yu Qing's character is soft and not hard, so he can only brag tearfully: [Putting Yu Bao in socks is a blessing he has cultivated for several lifetimes, how dare he frown?Give your face what you don't want!If it were me, I would just lick it! 】

Shang Ling frowned.

Shen Shen's eyes fell on him, looking very dangerous.

It looks like his "revenge" is working.

Yu Qing curled the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, proud of the successful prank.

Just as he was about to put his foot down, his ankle was caught off guard and was forcefully buckled. The strange heat electrified his back and made him go numb.

The man's hands were broad and powerful, with well-defined knuckles and a darker complexion than his, clinging to his snow-white ankles.

The whole person slid down, his elbows were forced to support the bed, his fingers gripped the sheets tightly, and he was almost lying on his back on the bed.

His eyes were full of panic, his lips were slightly parted due to the fright, and he completely lost the arrogance he had when he committed evil just now.

The corner of Shang Ling's mouth hooked slightly.

Little pitiful.