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"Good morning, miss."
As soon as you open the door, there are rows and rows of maids outside the door, the kind of maids who can't see the camera at a glance.
Cong Sheng stepped out of the room with one foot, paused for less than half a second, and then stepped out with the other foot firmly.
But before the other foot even touched the ground, the endless row of maids in front of him all became half shorter, and they all knelt down.
The leading maid, who was wearing colorful clothes, looked at him with respect and admiration (the author did not use the wrong word) and said: "Miss, which outfit are you going to wear today? Is it this one woven with gold, or this one studded with gems?" ? I don’t like it, so do you want to wear that colorful suit?”
Cong Sheng looked at the maids who appeared out of nowhere and the sets of blinding 'clothes' they were holding, and finally ran back to the room before turning around.
"Oh~ this slave deserves to die. I didn't prepare the clothes you like, miss. How can a slave who has committed such a serious crime have the dignity to live in this world? Farewell, miss~"
After watching herself remain silent for a while, the woman in front of her in a maid's uniform began to take out the rope - don't ask where it came from - and quickly found a tree, and then tied a hanging rope knot.
Cong Sheng felt like hanging himself, md, he didn't want to live in such a world anymore.
"System, did the favorability of that maid just now go negative?"
"I regret to tell the host that the woman's favorability is 100."
Cong Sheng was silent again and had to speak: "Caixia, hang yourself somewhere else. It will be troublesome to clean up here, and it will be an eyesore and pollute my residence."
That's vicious enough, dear, hurry up and leave a negative review.
"Oh~ Miss, you are still so beautiful and kind, you can't even bear to hurt flowers and plants. Don't worry, I will hang myself somewhere else. You won't hurt this tree."
The maid named Caixia looked at Cong Sheng with tears in her eyes and her eyes were full of emotion. That was not all. The other maids around also took out their handkerchiefs and began to wipe their eyes. They all looked at Cong Sheng with admiration and touching eyes.
Is there anyone in this world who is normal? ! ! !
Cong Sheng almost wanted to roar, so he calmed down and asked someone to stop the maid just now, "You are so stupid, it's a waste of time to look at you. I don't want to see you from now on. How can you deserve someone like you?" appeared in my eyes."
After saying this, Cong Sheng asked if the favorability of the system had dropped. The answer she received disappointed Cong Sheng.
After being helpless, he called the maid back to his side. He didn't mean well, but he wasn't a murderer either. Let's continue to figure out how to make others hate him. These days, it's so difficult to make people hate him. Who is this time travel master who actually gave this little girl such a big golden finger? The world seems to be her toy.
Although Cong Sheng became the protagonist of this world, he was not happy at all. Can he be happy
Wearing the simplest set of clothes, without any patterns, plain white, he himself was already colorful and couldn't wear colorful clothes, otherwise it would be more unsightly. Although, people in this world don’t think so.
"Yan'er, come on, come to daddy."
As soon as I got dressed, breakfast was already prepared. Fortunately, it wasn't a large sideless dining table. I looked at several handsome men waiting in front of the round table.
One of them looked to be no more than thirty years old. He was wearing an ink-blue shirt. He had an elegant and handsome appearance, full of bookishness, and a kind expression. He was looking at Cong Sheng with a faint smile.
There were several young people around him, the older ones were no more than eighteen or nineteen, and the younger ones were no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. They were not much different, and they were all good-looking.
Cong Sheng knew that these were probably his father and several brothers. The eyes of these people were very restrained, but the affection in their eyes was not restrained. Cong Sheng could easily see the strong possessiveness in their eyes.
In contrast, the Prime Minister's father's eyes were calm and looked at him as if he were a 'daughter'. Cong Sheng was a little surprised. Is this because the city is deep, or is it hidden well
By the way, I haven’t complained about Cong Sheng’s current name yet. Obviously the Prime Minister’s surname is Wanqi, but as the youngest lady in the Prime Minister’s house, her speechless-looking Mary Sue does not have these two characters in her name. Cong Sheng’s current name The name is Ning Bingyu. You Mi Qianyue. Phoenix. Glazed Orchid Cherry Blossom. Lolita Zi Xin Ai.
When Cong Sheng learned this name from his memory, he still hasn't recovered yet. Changing the name is necessary. Seeing Prime Minister Wan Qi, Cong Sheng walked over with a smile and sat down next to him, because he visually judged that this person was the safest, although he might also be the most dangerous.
But compared to the unconcealed green gazes of the others, this man with a calm, calm and loving face is obviously much easier to accept.
"Dad, Yan'er wants to change my name. Yan'er thought about it yesterday and found that the original name cannot express my uniqueness."
"What name do you want Yan'er to change?"
Cong Sheng looked up at this elegant man with deep eyes in surprise. This answer... was somewhat beyond his expectation. However, in the memory, this man indeed dotes on the original person. Although it is said that this man's love is very obscure and deep. It was not until the last moment when he expressed his feelings that the heroine discovered his true feelings. However, no matter how much Cong Sheng observes now, she can't tell from this. There is some kind of love between man and woman in his unpredictable eyes. Could it be that he actually has no love between man and woman for the heroine
Cong Sheng remained calm and continued to speak according to the way the heroine spoke in his memory: "Yan'er thinks Wanqi Cong Sheng is a good name. Dad thinks it's very different. This name is simply born for Yan'er. Of."
After saying that, Cong Sheng looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table and lost all appetite. Disgusting to myself.
"It's all up to you, Sheng'er~"
The man's low, magnetic voice rang in Cong Sheng's ears. The male supporting actors in this world were also well-equipped. Just such a voice gave people the illusion that they would get pregnant. Cong Sheng felt that his back was numb and his bones were almost weak.
What is going on with this body that it is so sensitive? Should he really be said to have the body of a Mary Sue harem heroine
Cong Sheng could hardly help but move his body away from the man next to him. If he felt right just now, the aura of this elegant and gentle man suddenly became extremely dangerous and evil.
Cong Sheng hurriedly picked up her chopsticks and put a piece of pastry into the Prime Minister's bowl. She pinched her throat and said sweetly: "I know daddy is the best. Well, this is daddy's favorite snack. Sheng'er specially put it for daddy. Of."
He ran away from home after breakfast. He really couldn't stay in this house. If he continued like this, he would be disgusted to death sooner or later.
Prime Minister Wan Qi smiled gently, and looked deeply at Cong Sheng with his dark eyes. He did not move his chopsticks, but stood aside without saying a word, always looking at Cong Sheng with warm and affectionate eyes. A son said: "Have you eaten? Why are you still standing here?"
Prime Minister Wan Qi's tone was particularly gentle, and the eyes he looked at his sons were also very kind. However, Cong Sheng found that the 'brothers' actually shrank, looked at Prime Minister Wan Qi with fear, and then said together: "Kid, please step aside. Dad, you can eat slowly."
After saying that, it was like his butt was on fire, and he jumped away and ran away. Yes, that gesture was like running away.
After Cong Sheng watched the few people disappear, he turned back and glanced silently at the Prime Minister who was having an elegant meal next to him. He felt a chill run through his body when he saw the piece of pastry he had disappeared between Sen's white teeth.
"Why is Sheng'er looking at daddy? Is daddy more attractive to Sheng'er than cakes?" Prime Minister Wan Qi reached out and fished Cong Sheng into his lap, "Do you want daddy to feed you?"
Cong Sheng tensed up the moment Prime Minister Wan Qi reached out his hand, restraining himself from taking action reflexively.
Sitting on the warm meat cushion, Cong Sheng lowered his neck meekly. His colorful hair obscured Prime Minister Wan Qi's sight, preventing him from seeing clearly the expression on the person on his lap.
Prime Minister Wan Qi gently pushed back Cong Sheng's colorful hair with his hands, his movements gentle and his demeanor calm.
"Dad feels that Sheng'er seems to be a little different today."
Cong Sheng followed Prime Minister Wan Qi's pointed eyes and looked at his chest, and was silent. Yesterday it was turbulent, but today it's flat, but no one felt the slightest difference about this, except the current Prime Minister Wan Qi.
This man is not simple. At least, he is not affected by the heroine's Mary Sue aura, nor is he affected by the heroine's mental retardation aura. He is so normal that he appears abnormal.
Cong Sheng was wary and smiled softly: "Daddy is so bad. Sheng'er wants to eat pea yellow, so daddy will give it to Sheng'er."
At the same time, he carefully searched his memory and found that Prime Minister Wan Qi in his memory had never held the heroine on his lap like he does now.
The heroine's brothers often do this. The heroine once acted coquettishly and asked Prime Minister Wan Qi to hug her, but Prime Minister Wan Qi avoided him without any trace every time. Thanks to the heroine's low IQ, she didn't notice anything was wrong.
Cong Sheng's heart almost stirred up huge waves. Why on earth is this Prime Minister Wanqi not affected by the heroine? He is completely different from what Li said. Is such an accident a loophole in the world, or is there something wrong with this person himself? Prime Minister Wan Qi's expression was too calm. Only then did Cong Sheng realize that this calmness contained unpredictable dangers. This man was by no means as gentle as he appeared on the surface.
After breakfast, leave home as soon as possible. I really can’t stay here.
"Dad, Sheng'er has finished eating and is leaving first. I have to go enjoy the flowers today."
Sitting on pins and needles as Prime Minister Wan Qi fed him a few bites of breakfast, Cong Sheng had no appetite at all. Even if the human flesh cushion is very comfortable, the man is very good-looking, the service is attentive, and the handsome man is very gentle, but if the hand around the waist does not slide so ambiguously, he may still have an appetite. Being eaten by others, Cong Sheng was not only unable to move due to the unclear situation between the enemy and ourselves, but also kept complaining. Even though the man next to him was a bit dangerous and unpredictable, his aesthetic level...
It's quite admirable to be able to flirt with a colorful person who is full of colors at first glance.
Cong Sheng himself couldn't bear to look at his new image.