He entered the room.

It was the first time he stepped into such a magnificent room, but his eyes could not give a single bit of these dazzling decorations; he could only barely suppress the trembling of his body, and he moved closer, standing a few steps away, looking at the person deep in the bed with almost respect. The man leaned his head against the soft and white feather pillow, and half of the white face exposed was abnormally bright red, his lips slightly opened, and the breath he vomited was also burning and hot.

Once and then, the breath seemed to be alive, penetrated into his chaotic mind.

Even looking like this was a blasphemy. The young man hurriedly looked away and confirmed that the young master was not a serious illness. The big stone he always carried in his heart finally fell to the ground. He put his hand on the doorknob again and was about to leave quietly, but suddenly he heard the young man on the bed making a sound.

"water......"

Kou Qiu turned over, because of the abnormal temperature, his throat was so thirsty that he burned. He was confused and shouted with the memory in his mind, "Bayer, water..."

After a while, a trembling breath approached him, and then the familiar cup touched his lips. Someone slightly raised him and asked him to sit up a little to avoid choking. The water flow of water with the right temperature flowed into his mouth, moistening his dry lips.

Some cold things were also covered with his forehead, which took away some of the scorching temperature. Kou Qiu closed his eyes and felt a little more comfortable.

He lay back, pulled the quilt upwards, and almost instantly fell asleep again.

But he was sleeping uneasy and in a daze, he seemed to notice someone standing by the bed, staring at him with a look of staring at the gods, piously as if he was facing the statue of God in the church.

"My master," said the voice softly, "please get better soon."

"I hope you will no longer have any illness after that."

The next day, when Kou Qiu woke up, the doctor was in his room. His father stood by and was listening to the doctor saying something. Seeing that he opened his eyes, he walked closer and said, "Yuri."

Kou Qiu blinked barely.

"How do you feel?" My father's generous hand attached to his forehead. "Dr. Friesen said, you are almost gone. But you can't catch a cold these days."

His hands paused, and a hint of blame was also added to his tone, "The exchange is not allowed to go to the evening again. Baier, please be careful in the future and take good care of it."

The close-fitting male servant bowed quickly and responded.

The system boy said: [Bad, you are so delicate.]

I went out at night, but I blew a little wind and fell ill in a blink of an eye. This is really a sick and weak constitution, and I am completely worthy of the reputation of the spoiled young master.

Kou Qiu:【......】

He felt wronged.

Shouldn’t the successor of socialism come and go in the wind and rain?

[When talking about wind and rain,] The system suddenly said, [I woke up last night. I found that my dad seemed to be here to see you.]

Kou Qiu slept in a daze for more than a day, and then he remembered in surprise and looked around.

【Why didn't he come now?】

[How do I know,] The system boy speculated irresponsibly, [Maybe he fell ill too?]

How can this work?

Kou Qiu remembered the other party's bloody fight and then washed away water, and couldn't help but worry. He tried hard to support his body, sat up straight, and said, "Father, where are the people I bought the day before yesterday?"

The father was obviously unaware of this matter, but Baier, who was standing beside him, replied respectfully: "Young Master, they have all been assigned to work by the butler."

When he heard that he was just a slave, the male owner was obviously no longer interested and instead talked to the doctor about something else. Kou Qiu hurriedly asked, "What about the one I bought in the end?"

"He is working with others downstairs," Baier said.

"What kind of work do?" Kou Qiu asked.

Baier hesitated for a while, as if he had seen something else from his master's concern expression, but he still told the truth, "wash clothes."

【...】The system boy almost vomited blood, and he couldn't imagine that the dragon father, who was calling the wind and rain in the past world, was huddled in the basement and was washing clothes.

Still use your hands!

Kou Qiu was obviously heartbroken and said, "I want to see him."

Baier said: "But Master, he is just a slave-"

"I want to see him," Kou Qiu said again, his tone was completely unquestionable, "Now."

Baier had no choice but to turn down the stairs as he spoke. When he found the young man, the young man was chopping firewood down. The smooth muscles tensed up with his movements, with a little strong force. He seemed to be a statue carved from marble. There were a few maids beside him laughing and looking in his direction. The young man's eyebrows were still standing, and his subordinates' movements were straight.

"You're lucky," Baier's tone couldn't help but feel a little sour, "I don't know where the blessing comes from. It's okay if I'm bought by the young master, but I'm going to see you now."

The young man's originally calm expression changed instantly, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead. A strange brightness was incorporated into his silver-gray eyes, "Want to see me?"

"Yes," Baier said, "just now."

With a sour mood, he said impatiently: "Stop messing with your hair, he won't look at you at all - even if the young master is kind, you should know your identity."

The young man paused a little, then pursed his thin lips and said, "I know."

He is my master, the object of allegiance to my soul and my heart.

He is my God.

There was no one else in the room, only Kou Qiu leaned against the head of the bed. Seeing the young man walking in, he patted the bedside and signaled the other party to sit down, "Why are you sitting so far?"

The young man was still a few steps away from him and whispered, "I will dirty your bed."

His fingers clenched the corners of his gray-dyed clothes.

Kou Qiu: "..."

This is the first time in history, and a man doesn't even go to bed!

In the past, shouldn't a man try every means to turn him upwards?!

He said to the system quietly: [I remember this sentence.]

System Bastard:【???】

Old Cadre Kou said: [Be honest in people, keep your word - he will not find any reason to go to my bed in the future.]

The author has something to say: Kou Qiuqiu: I feel something is wrong.

Author:???

Kou Qiuqiu: I treat him as my man, he treats me as his master.

If this continues, wouldn’t we be masters and servants for the rest of our lives???

Author: No, you think too much, really.

Now that he regards you as God, he will think about God's later.

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Thank you Yu Sheng for your landmine~
Chapter completed!