Gong Yijun went home. After returning home, he spent a few days cautiously, and found that although his elder brother had a cold face, he didn't seem to want to do anything. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, yeah, the crisis is over.
After returning to his status as the young master of Gongyi's family, Gongyijun found himself idle for a while, feeling like he was doing nothing. When he was working as a bodyguard for that bastard, that guy just couldn't see him being idle, doing laundry and cooking as an errand boy, plus maintaining a series of monitoring equipment, it's not an exaggeration to say that one person can be used as two. But it was strange that he was still a little unaccustomed to finally escaping from the place that would give him nightmares.
Every time he opened the curtains and found that the sun was shining brightly, he thought that when he turned around, he would see the white figure sitting leisurely on the recliner reading a book, and every morning, he was sleeping soundly, but when he arrived at a certain At one o'clock, you will wake up without warning, because this is the time when the guy whose biological clock is so accurate gets up every day.
While secretly spurning his own series of behaviors, Gong Yijun pokes the golden poached eggs fried in the breakfast and dinner cooked by his own chef on weekdays. He has to admit that the bastard talked about it every day. Being clumsy... is really understandable.
Realizing what he was thinking, Gong Yijun shook his head quickly. What the hell was he thinking? He actually thought that the bastard was right to scold him. He is the second young master of a dignified Gongyi family, not a nanny, egg It doesn't matter if the frying is not good, or if the dishes are not well done, there are a lot of people doing these things for him.
While poking the poached eggs on the plate bitterly, Gong Yijun took out his mobile phone and called up the portrait. The person in the portrait was dressed in ancient costumes, and the whole image was so pure and innocent that one could not imagine any dark scenes at all. Things, plus that face, standing there, can naturally attract everyone's attention. Gong Yijun's original intention was to recall this photo and delete it, but the moment he saw it, he was unconsciously overwhelmed with thoughts, and began to lose his mind in a daze.
"What are you looking at?" A deep and cold voice suddenly sounded, making Gong Yijun shiver in fright. When he looked up, he realized that his elder brother had come to him at some point, and Gong Yijun, who realized that his elder brother had asked him a question, was a little overjoyed, because this was the first time that his elder brother spoke to him in so many days. good sign.
Gong Yijun didn't think about anything, he put the photo on his phone in front of Gong Yibo foolishly, and a sentence that didn't go through the screening of the brain popped out, "This is a recent photo, isn't it beautiful?"
Before Gongyibo saw a flashing image on his mobile phone, he walked over without knowing it. After seeing it clearly, he realized that it was not a photo, but a portrait in ancient costume. You heard that Gongyijun asked beautifully, right? He also directly understood that the painting was beautiful, and left indifferently after humming.
Gong Yijun saw that his elder brother had no intention of responding to him at all, and left cleanly, and sighed discouragedly. It seems that there is still a long way to go before reconciliation. He took the mobile phone in his hand back into his arms, and he didn't know if he forgot it or what happened, but he didn't delete the photo.
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After changing to a new bodyguard, although Bai Fan was not used to it at the beginning, but later, he found the benefits. Xiao Chen has a calm personality and is also very experienced in the bodyguard industry. More importantly, those housework can be learned without being taught. Compared with Xiaojun who can blow up the washing machine after washing clothes, he is much more capable. It seems that the bodyguard still needs to find a stable one.
Bai Fan fell asleep lying on his luxurious big bed full of sunshine, and then woke up on the antique carved wooden bed. After reading Yin Rui's letter to him, he found that there were not many official documents to be processed on the table. An hour later, it was all done. But he didn't feel sleepy at all. He looked out the window and decided to go for a walk.
Bai Fan didn't go far, just took a stroll in the church. At this time, the severe winter had passed, the temperature began to pick up, some small buds also appeared, and even some early spring flowers began to bloom, which was no longer the same as before. Everywhere is bare.
It's a pity that Bai Fan still can't see any good scenery, because the world without street lights is dark everywhere, and even though he has amazing eyesight, and even though Feng'er followed behind with a lantern, he still has a feeling of walking at night... It can be said that he I don't come out often at night, which is a big reason.
Bai Fan walked in this kind of silence for a while, blowing the cold wind for a while, and because there was no one to accompany him, his interest in the night tour also dropped. He said, "Feng'er, let's go, let's go back."
"Yes." There was a hint of joy in Feng'er's eyes, obviously she didn't think there was anything interesting about this dark place.
Bai Fan just turned around, but suddenly felt something move on the bottom of his feet. Bai Fan was wearing soft-soled shoes today, which were light and comfortable. He lowered his head and glanced, but immediately froze. The brown ring-shaped thing that was stepped on half by myself, and the other twisted around the upper of the shoe... Earthworms, worms!
Feng'er only felt a gust of breeze blowing by her side, when she raised her head again, huh? What about the master
At the same time, several hidden guards appeared without warning, looking around warily, and one even growled, "Protect the leader."
But they were on alert for a long time, but they didn't find any movement around them. Where's the assassin
Receiving the suspicious gazes from the surrounding guards, Bai Fan, who was standing on the top of the tree, coughed lightly, calmed down his frightened emotions and said, "I just came up to see the scenery." In fact, I took a long look at it, although it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything...
The hidden guards looked at each other helplessly, and in the end they could only raise their hands and clasped their fists. They hid one after another in the darkness and continued to covertly protect. Only one of the hidden guards looked at the direction Bai Fan was standing in before, especially Being stepped on half of the body, the earth dragon was burrowing into the soil, and there was a hint of disbelief and surprise in his eyes, as if he was not sure about his guess.
Bai Fan returned to the room, and after dismissing everyone, he sat down at the table with some annoyance, and poured a cup of tea at the same time to calm himself down. As far as Bai Fan is concerned, he is not afraid of mice or cockroaches, but there is only one thing he is afraid of, and that is earthworms. The fear of earthworms came from a childhood shadow. One year on April Fool’s Day, he was pranked by his classmates. When he opened the pencil case, he found several black and long earthworms wriggling inside. His reaction at that time was a little unclear. , It's just that from now on, when I see earthworms, I will have a very frightening emotion. However, this weakness of his is seldom recognized, and he doesn't talk about it on weekdays. Even Luo Shuai discovered it by chance. After being ridiculed for a while, he kept this secret tightly.
Thinking of being so humiliated in front of so many people today, Bai Fan took another sip of tea. After self-reflection, Bai Fan wrote a long letter to Yin Rui. Of course, he didn't mention being scared by earthworms. Even Yin Rui didn't know this secret, so he put the letter into the secret compartment, and Bai Fan lay down on the bed wrapped in a quilt and fell into a deep sleep.