The rich young master who was hugged wrong was reborn

In the dead of night, the servants returned to the servant building behind the residence, while the housekeeper slept in a small bedroom on the third floor, so it was convenient for him to take care of the old man.For a while, in Nuo Da's old house, only the kitchen was still lit with a light.

Zhong Yi rummaged around, turned his head to look at Chi Jun, who was leaning on the door frame, holding a mobile phone, watching some news, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and asked him, "Are you sure there is milk powder here?"

Chi Jun raised her head, licked her lower lip, and said, "I'm not sure."

Zhong Yi: "..."

He sighed, turned around, opened his arms towards Chi Jun, and said, "Come here."

Chi Jun tilted her head and smiled, and murmured, "It's not that far." While talking like this, she still walked forward and was held in Zhong Yi's arms.

In this position, chest against each other's chest.With a distance of one decimeter, the two hearts were pounding, and the sounds of the heartbeats gradually merged.Zhong Yi seemed to be coaxing a frustrated and struggling child. He ran his hands through Chi Jun's hair, rubbed the back of his neck, and then slowly stroked his back.

Chi Jun relaxed her body a little bit, and said with that kind of laughing voice, "What are you doing..."

Zhong Yi said: "I will accompany you."

Chi Jun paused.

Zhong Yi: "I won't leave you suddenly, and I won't betray your trust... I will always be with you."

Chi Jun bit her lower lip and stopped talking.

It's hard to describe how he feels right now.

Every day with Zhong Yi, I feel relaxed and happy.

But those pains in the past have already healed, and the scars that linger quietly in the secluded corners of my heart are always there.

It seems that Zhong Yi's comfort at this moment is not for him, but behind the time, the child who gritted his teeth in front of the bed of the elder who loves him and tried to stop his tears, but in the end he could only cry out to vent his sorrow.

At that time, grandpa was undoubtedly the one who suffered the most, but he had to support the whole family.

Parents and aunts have their own thoughts, with deep pain on their faces, but it is hard to say deep down.At least Chi Nansang was furious when he learned of his mother's determination to deal with the shares, and he barely suppressed his temper until the funeral and did not quarrel with his brother.At that time, Chi Jun was only six or seven years old. He was held down by Cong Lan, wearing a well-fitting small suit, holding Cong Lan's hand, and standing behind the funeral procession.Looking up, I saw the pale sky, the sneer on my aunt's lips, the joy in my father's eyes, and my mother's simple sentence: "Xiaojun, everyone is busy, you have to be a good boy."

Be a good boy.

It is best for Chi Rong to pass over his children and give him the shares.

Everyone knew he was sad.

But no one has the time and energy to comfort him.

It was not until later that Cong Lan heard from her parents that Xiaojun was much more silent than before, and she had better go see a doctor.

At this moment, Chi Jun slowly raised her hand and hugged Zhong Yi.

He buried his head on Zhong Yi's shoulder, and after a while, Zhong Yi felt a little damp heat on his shoulder.

Chi Jun: "Thank you."

And said: "... I love you."

……

……

Zhong Yi looked up, caught off guard, and met a pair of eyes at the kitchen door.

He was slightly surprised, and at the same time raised his hand, and supported Chi Jun's shoulder in a subconsciously protective posture.

At the door of the kitchen, the butler: "..."

He raised his hand with difficulty.On weekdays, I always refuse to accept my old age.At this moment, his arms trembled, and he had to admit that he was really old.Some things have to be taken seriously.

The butler made a gesture of silence.

Zhong Yi understood.

He nodded lightly.

The butler took a deep breath and left lightly.

Just like when I came here.

……

……

When Chi Jun raised his head, Zhong Yi saw a little red at the tip of his eyes.

He carefully studied his lover's face.

It does look much better than before.

Zhong Yi felt relieved, temporarily put down the thought of "I have to talk to that housekeeper tomorrow", and asked Chi Jun, "Do you want more milk?"

Chi Jun thought for a moment: "I'll ask Uncle Xia." As he spoke, he was about to take out his mobile phone and send a WeChat message.

While talking to himself: "At this point, I should not be asleep yet."

Zhong Yi had a headache.

I thought to myself: Why didn't I sleep.

Maybe it's still on the steps now.

When he thought of this, he wasn't too worried.After getting along several times, it can be seen that Chi Jun's grandfather and the housekeeper are sincerely concerned about the young master in his arms.

As for the others, Zhong Yi was wild and unconstrained, thinking: I will not be required to undergo sex reassignment surgery.

On Chi Jun's side, the phone screen quickly lit up.It was the butler's reply, voice guidance, saying which cabinet the milk powder is in.Chi Jun was a little surprised: "There really are."

It was completely out of a little worry at night.

Zhong Yi looked at him with a smile.Seeing Chi Jun squatting halfway, she opened the cabinet door and took out a jar.He turned his head again, smiled and said to himself: "It's not the brand I drank before. Let me see... Sure enough, this is for grandpa." The elderly also need to supplement their nutrition.

Zhong Yi stepped forward and said, "Do you want to cook?"

Chi Jun looked left and right: "At this point, there is hot water..." He went to get the kettle, but he opened it to have a look, and regretfully found: "It's empty."

Zhong Yi smiled, took the kettle consciously, and prepared to boil water.

When the water boils, the kitchen smells like milk.Chi Jun leaned on the operating table, squinted her eyes comfortably, and said, "I really thought it was unnecessary before." He was already in high school, and he was more or less a famous figure in school, but when he came to grandpa's side, he always Being treated like a child, "Looking at it now, I think I should have paid more attention back then."

Zhong Yi measured the temperature of the water and felt that it was almost ready, so he turned off the fire and poured out the milk.

Chi Jun regained a lot of energy and teased him: "I was really handsome in high school. Many classmates and junior girls wrote love letters to me, and some people would send breakfast... Well, there are also many people who left me messages on the confession wall."

It's just that he was so focused on digging holes for Chi Ming at that time, he only heard about many things in the school, and didn't intend to look closely.

At this moment, I felt: "It's good to be young." After entering college, it was only more than a year, and I tied myself firmly with the mentality of "trying".

Chi Jun looked at Zhong Yi.

I thought: But this is also very good.

After a while, he corrected again: ... No, Zhong Yi is probably the best.

Zhong Yi was washing the pot.

The water was pattering, and Chi Jun, holding the milk glass, walked to his side, looking at the smooth and firm muscles on Zhong Yi's forearm.

He tilted his head, leaned on Zhong Yi's shoulder, and asked his boyfriend, "What about you?"

There is no oil in the pan, so just wash it with water and give it a rough rub.Zhong Yi quickly turned off the faucet, turned his head, and quickly kissed Chi Jun.

Chi Jun was stunned.

Zhong Yi recalled: Sure enough, it smelled like milk.

not bad.

Chi Jun: "...Baby," he said, "you are very brave."

Zhong Yi remained calm: The housekeepers have come down for a while, so what else can I ask?

He put the pot back to its original position, thought for a while, and said, "When I was in high school, some people expressed their affection for me."

No wonder.Although it is well-known and has a high enrollment rate, Haicheng No. [-] High School is not the kind of school that blindly suppresses students.There are many cultural activities and community competitions.Chi Jun mentioned earlier that the International Department of the High School Affiliated to Haida University has a model union club.In fact, there is also a high school, and the two schools have jointly organized activities.

It's just that all of this has nothing to do with Zhong Yi.

He has no way out and can only immerse himself in his studies.The scores are getting higher and higher, as for the others...it doesn't matter.

If you want a bright future, those three years of depression are nothing.

After all, he is a good-looking, tall boy with an aura of a top student, so of course he is very popular with girls.

Zhong Yi: "But I didn't realize it until long after I graduated. It turned out that it was an expression of goodwill."

After listening to it, Chi Jun commented: "Girls in the first grade are very reserved."

Zhong Yi laughed, picked up the glass of milk he poured for himself, and took a sip.

I thought: Sure enough, I still don't like drinking these.

But seeing Chi Jun talking beside him, his lips were dyed with a circle of white beard as he had imagined before, turning into a little leopard with milk.Very sweet, and because of the night's thoughts, more soft insides are revealed than usual.It seems to be lying on the ground, facing someone you trust, showing a fluffy, soft belly.And Zhong Yi was the one who was trusted by the little leopard's tail, who would not let him go and let him touch him.

He watched Chi Jun drink the milk, then moved very naturally, took the other party's cup over, and then stuffed his own cup.

Chi Jun: "..." A bit embarrassed, "ah, you shouldn't drink too much at night."

Zhong Yi said lightly: "Just drink it."

Chi Jun had no choice but to say, "Why do I spoil you so much?"

Zhong Yi looked at him and smiled inexplicably.

Chi Jun shrugged, and sure enough, she raised her glass and took a sip——

"Well."

The milk is still in the mouth, and every inch of the tongue is covered with a rich, sweet milky taste.And Zhong Yi kissed him at this time.

Carefully, sweeping across the side of the cheeks and the root of the tongue, after taking a sip, she moved away and looked at Chi Jun whose eyes were red again, even with a little water in them.

He smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Chi Jun: "..."

Gee.

Zhong Yi: "That's right." He changed the topic before Chi Jun said anything, "Tonight... Anyway, I have some ideas about the name of the website."

As expected, Chi Jun immediately became serious and switched to the working mode: "Say it."

Zhong Yi looked at the little milk stain on the corner of his lips, his eyes darkened, he raised his hand, and rubbed his thumb against Chi Jun's lips.

Was licked quickly.

Zhong Yi smiled, retracted his hand freely, and looked at Chi Jun.

Koike always blinked, and retreated without a trace.

Zhong Yi said lightly: "You said it earlier, simple, catchy, easy to remember."

Chi Jun nodded.

Zhong Yi: "Let's call it 'Basho'. 'Basho Video'."

Chi Jun laughed: "...What's the difference between this and 'banana' and 'peach'?"

Zhong Yi: "The difference lies in your heart."

Chi Jun was silent.

Zhong Yi: "The plantains I planted when I was a child rotted and I didn't have the time or the mood to pick them...but after all, it was the old man's wish."

Chi Jun was shaken.

Zhong Yi: "Now, you can change the way to pick the fruit."