「……」

Xing Yi poured a glass of milk for that Jiang Ming and put it on the coffee table.

Then, he sat down on the sofa alone and lazily took out a Marlboro and lit it.

Jiang Ming looked down at the cup of pure and sweet milk in front of him, and his calm little face was handsome and serious.

"I don't like this stuff, do you have tea?"

"It's because you're a picky eater that you're not tall, so the child should look like a child, and give me a moderate stop!"

「…… Oh."

Jiang Ming didn't want to provoke the man in front of him who was easy to blow up, so he obediently picked up the cup and drank the milk.

Looking up at the man leaning on the sofa and smoking a cigarette with Erlang's legs crossed, Jiang Ming's beautiful eyes dimmed slightly.

Although the man in front of him looks unreliable, his skills are not ordinary.

The little boy remembered the scene when Xingyi ran away with him just now, and he already felt it.

Obviously his body was seriously injured, but his strength was still surprisingly great.

And this man's eyes are not the kind of murderous eyes, they are real murderous eyes, but they are still so bright and upright!

「…… You're going to be in trouble."

After being silent for a while, Jiang Ming opened his mouth lightly. Xingyi turned his head to look at him, shrugging helplessly.

"Hey, I saved you too, and if you don't say thank you, you won't curse me."

It's not a curse, Jiang Ming knows his mother Lin Yeqing too well. Now, I'm afraid that Black Swan Castle has dispatched a lot of people to look for him Jiang Ming.

Although Jiang Ming doesn't have a father, there is a man who is as strict and gentle to him as he is to Beitang Xing, and that is Beitang Yaori.

I heard my mother say that Beitang Yaori has a very good relationship with his father Jiang Bo, so Beitang Yaori naturally attaches great importance to him Jiang Ming.

Now, Uncle Beitang must be super angry and run away from home.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Jiang Ming."

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but he was still lazily smoking.

"My name is Torture One."

"Oh."

Jiang Ming lowered his head and rubbed the milk cup gently. This man is really strange, usually when he encounters a little boy like him who runs away from home, doesn't he always interrogate him?

But the man in front of him didn't seem to care about that.

Xing Yi looked at Jiang Ming, who was silent, extinguished the cigarette and dropped it in the ashtray, and took off his bloodstained white shirt and threw it aside.

The naked upper body is strong and thin, the muscles are beautiful and tight, and the only fly in the ointment is a very dazzling scorpion tattoo on the left arm.

"Hey, what's that name?"

"My name is Jiang Ming!"

"Whatever you want, go wash my clothes."

"Whatever it means! You scorpion in heat!"

He, Jiang Ming, is a young master who is respected everywhere he goes, and it is the first time he has been instructed to work like this, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

Xing Yi didn't bother to care about this, stood up and threw his bloody shirt on him, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

"I see that you don't want to go home now, in that case, before you find a place to live, Young Master Ben will kindly take you in temporarily, of course......

Saying this, Xing Yi glanced back at Jiang Ming.

"In return, you'll do what you can for me."

「…… Click!"

Closing the bathroom door, soon there was the sound of running water inside.