luck on thursday

Philip was smiling, not angry at all, and even in a good mood, looking at Lin Qingyang with gentle eyes, not at all annoyed after being secretly watched.

"Joe finished reading, remember to put it back." He pointed to the original grid.

Lin Qingyang no longer had the last trace of awe towards the boss, and also raised the information in her hand with a smile.

"Our family actually has a family meeting," he said in a long voice coquettishly. This is the tone he used when he was relying on his mother when he was seven years old. "Why don't you let me participate? I am also a member of the family." .”

Philip pretended to be serious: "Because Louis will be distracted and take care of you. Of course, you can come whenever you want, no problem."

After he finished speaking, he himself laughed, and suddenly thought of something, and sighed.

He pushed the control of the wheelchair, walked forward for a certain distance, and entered the bedroom connected to the study. Lin Qingyang followed him and walked in. There were not many colors and furnishings in Louis's room, but there was only a single one in the middle. The bed, and a candy jar that was out of place on the bedside table.

Philip sighed softly: "I don't usually eat much sugar, but Weiwei likes this brand, so I bought such a big jar, and after eating it, I added some to it. So there are still some left."

Lin Qingyang walked slowly to his side and said, "Weiwei also likes sweets?"

"She has a little girlish temper and bad teeth, and she just wants to eat candy like she was 20 years old. You are also very similar to her, and you both like this brand. I bought it for you last time I saw Louis?" Philip reached out and grabbed the sugar bowl. Take, suddenly his expression froze.

Lin Qingyang nodded: "Yes, Louis gave a few last time. What's the matter?"

Philip's expression was subtle: "A mouse has entered my bedroom, and it may be as big as Louis."

Lin Qingyang almost spit out, scratching his chin a little embarrassed, he did ask Louis to buy more of this brand, didn't he think they all came from Philip's sugar bowl?

They sighed at the empty jar, and after a quarter of an hour, Lin Qingyang pushed Philip into the hall.

At this moment, Philip remembered the question he wanted to ask.

"Speaking of which, I don't know when you found out?"

Philip asked Lin Qingyang to push him into the hall. Anna was standing there cleaning the glass, talking with other servants. They saw the master coming down the stairwell, and subconsciously lowered the volume.

Lin Qingyang answered him truthfully: "Just now, Mr. Green took me to see a photo of my father, and this is it."

He took out a group photo that was obviously taken secretly from his pocket.Philip took it over and took a look, but without any response, he pretended to calmly fold off the half of the photo with Lin Qingyang's father.

Philip maintained the calmness of a gentleman, and actually bit every word a little bit hard: "I didn't expect that he still kept Alia's photos. He clearly promised me all the photos at the beginning."

"So in this case, Philip is mine..." Lin Qingyang remembered something.

"Uncle," said Philip.

They turned to the dining room together, and the servants working in the kitchen came out of the kitchen one after another when they saw the master coming down, and set afternoon tea and desserts on the short table.

The small table is placed next to the largest floor-to-ceiling window in the restaurant of the manor. Sitting here, you can see most of the manor’s scenery, such as the verdant lawn, the deep pine forest in the distance, and the beautiful deer leisurely passing the servants who are mowing the lawn. , stop next to the fountain.

After a while, Lin Qingyang saw it bent its neck to drink water.

The hosts sat down on the sofa by the table, Philip ordered a cup of ordinary black tea, and Lin Qingyang obviously liked sweet milk tea more, they each ate a piece of snacks, Lin Qingyang glanced at the alarm clock on the wall.

"It's four o'clock," he grumbled. "Philip, where did you call Louis?"

Philip raised his teacup with a guilty conscience. These rich men who had been controlled by expressions since childhood would not show such expressions so easily, because it would put them at a disadvantage in negotiations, but facing their young master, there was no need to do this.

He glanced at the door and said, "There are some things that need him to deal with."

"Why must he go?"

This is something that Lin Qingyang doesn't quite understand. It stands to reason that Philip has so many capable people under him, so there is no need to transfer the housekeepers around him—or they are doing something between them that he can't let him know about. matter.

Sure enough, Philip thought for a moment, and said in a slower tone: "Because... I need him to show his ability."

Lin Qingyang: "... Excuse me?"

Mr. Fitzgerald ordered the table, thinking that Green hadn't sent him a message yet, and Louis had also been sent out to work by him, so it was not easy to ask the young master at home what his attitude was.

You can't just come up and ask, are you in a relationship?

The young master who sat down to chat with him calmly, probably ran away when he heard this sentence... no.

Philip pushed the small plate towards Lin Qingyang, signaling him to eat something to pad his stomach. Lin Qingyang chewed it, it was a little sticky to the teeth, but with the aroma of wheat and the sweetness of nuts, he could still pull out silk , don't have a flavor.

"The magician who made trouble at your party last time, we have already caught it." Philip narrated heavily, "There are some restless things involved in the back, and I just need Louis to show his ability, so call him It was dealt with together in the past.”

"Now that you already know, there are some things I have to say straight."

Philip didn't drink tea. He crossed his hands and put his elbows on the small table. The middle-aged gentleman was very calm at this moment. The old butler was not by his side for some reason. It was a conversation between Fitzgerald and Fitzgerald. .

"Wifred has been with us since a long time ago - Fitzgerald. Before the dynasty collapsed, the relationship between us was still a superior-subordinate relationship. After several generations of evolution, it became what it is now."

"Wifred is the blade in your hand, the sharpest knife. Hold him, Joe."

……

Louis came back from the outside in a hurry, with a rare tired look on his face. The servant who opened the door for him looked behind him and asked the people behind to open the garage and let the driver drive the car in.Louis stood sideways at the door, thinking about something.

He was dealing with the magician, and he had already found out the accomplice behind it. Surprisingly, apart from the commercial spies who sneaked onto the ship, the main magician was not any known opponent, and he had no plans to do things. , only revealed the goal of killing Philip.

However, he remembered the previous details.

When Lin Qingyang stood in front of him, his attitude was extremely good, almost bending down in surprise, performing a rain of flowers for the young master who had never shown his face.

If it was planned in advance, you should be more focused and keep your eyes on the target. How could you be attracted by the boys passing by?

Or, what did he discover when he saw Lin Qingyang's appearance?

"Little Mr. Wilfred, why did you come back so late?" the servant asked sleepily.

Louis nodded to the other party, while walking inside: "Just take care of some things for Mr.... Have you seen the young master today?"

The servant smiled and said, "The young master is still chatting with Mr. in the living room and having afternoon tea."

Louis was a little surprised, because he took care of Lin Qingyang for so long, but he didn't know that the little prince still had the habit of afternoon tea.I guess Philip wanted something to eat, by the way.

"Then is he asleep now?" He looked up at the sky, it was dark, it was already late at night.

The servant shook his head honestly, but it was understandable, since he didn't stay by the young master's side all the time, how could he know what he was doing now.

Louis entered Lin Qingyang's room, only half of the curtains were drawn inside, and a small ball bulged on the bed.

Lin Qingyang took a deep breath, closed her eyes tightly, curled herself up into a hamster ball, and wrapped herself tightly in the warm quilt.Obviously the bed is so big, enough for him to roll back and forth a few times, but he always likes to shrink to the side, not occupying more space.

He sat down beside Lin Qingyang's bed, maybe there was a slight change in the mattress, Lin Qingyang fell into a light sleep, and immediately woke up in a daze, opened his hazy blue eyes, a little dazed under the night.

"...Louis?" he asked in a breathy voice.

"It's me." The butler leaned down and kissed his forehead lovingly. Lin Qingyang shrank back, grabbed the quilt with both hands and pulled it upwards to cover her mouth and nose.

He complained very lightly: "Louis is so cold. He just came back from outside."

Lin Qingyang's eyes that had just opened were slowly closed again. He was distracted by his sleep, leaving only a few subconscious minds, and he easily grabbed Louis's sleeves to prevent the housekeeper from walking away.

Louis didn't want to wake him up, so he had to take off his coat very carefully. Unexpectedly, Lin Qingyang felt something wrong with his hand even with his eyes closed. He let go and grabbed the edge of his vest, rubbing it to this side, almost laying on his back. Louie snored sweetly on his knees.

Mr. Wilfred's heart was peaceful, but he couldn't help laughing, so he had to unbutton his vest again. Unexpectedly, Lin Qingyang let go of his hand again this time, and grabbed his shirt instead.

When he was ups and downs in his sleep, he vaguely felt that someone beside him was lying down, the soft quilt was lifted, and the cold air rushed in. Along with the silky and cold touch of the suit fabric, someone laughed deeply by his ear, and then the top of his head One warm and covered with palms.

"If the young master is so reluctant to let me go, I won't leave and sleep with the young master, okay?"

He also speaks in a breathy voice, very softly.

What responded to him was Lin Qingyang rolled in, curled up again, pressed against Louis' neck, and closed his eyes quietly.

Louis sighed, he opened his hand, and gently pressed his thumb on the young master's temple. At this moment, the rare drowsiness surged up again, the soft black hair between his fingers was so good to the touch, and there was the little prince in his arms. Just enough to hold in my arms.

"Louis..."

He heard the person close to him whisper in his sleep.

"like……"

As if hearing a voice from somewhere, he laughed, closed his eyes together, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Yes, Louis also likes his little prince very much."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-2922:09:11~2019-11-3020:02:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: a gift, yogurt, and one night cat;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles as a gift; 8 bottles for picking stars;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!