The main thing is that she is worried that she will not have confidence after she knows.

After some exchanges, a consensus was reached.

Because he was in a dream, Song Nianan would not communicate with Jiujin unless necessary.

Jiujin took out his savings and generously exchanged Song Nianan for a sleep coupon.

When Song Nian'an woke up slowly, she saw a person lying on the side of the bed in a hazy way, which frightened her into a thrill, and she was completely awake in an instant.

The moonlight outside the window poured through the cracks on the floor of the room, and the accompanying lamp on the bedside table was turned on, filling the bedroom with a dim warm light.

The girl's movement woke up the man lying on his stomach.

The boy's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then his eyelids lifted slightly, and his dark and deep eyes happened to meet the girl's slightly surprised eyes.

She blinked silently.

The boy blinked a few times.

He slowly propped up his head, "I'm hungry." ”

Didn't mention anything about the other party fainting.

There is no explanation why he appeared in the bedroom of the Song maid.

"Yes, sir, I'll have dinner ready for you now." Song Nianan quickly lifted the quilt, knelt on the edge of the bed, and crawled along the side, but didn't see any shoes.

simply stepped on the floor and took out a pair of pairs from the shoe cabinet at random, "Sir, I'll go right away." ”

After saying that, she hurriedly left the bedroom, and with her body's instinct, washed and chopped vegetables.

Song Nian'an, who is self-conscious, feels incredible about this.

She doesn't know anything about that.

Half an hour later, Jiang Shen appeared at the dining table, with a bowl of hot noodles and warm milk in front of him.

It's slightly better than ever, and today he's eating a little more.

Xu was starving.

"Tomorrow, I want to go out for a walk." The young man who put down the chopsticks suddenly said.

It is in the arms of Song Nian'an.

"Do you need to talk to the butler?"

"I'll let him know." The boy got up and looked at the clock on the wall, where the hour hand stopped at the number eight.

In the past, at this time, the boy would let her go back to the house to rest.

"You slept for three hours this afternoon." He looked at her with a faint look in his eyes.

Three hours, lifeless.

"Sir, I'll be back three hours later than usual." Song Nianan reluctantly took the remaining half of the other party's sentence.

The young man's expression did not change, but there were more smiles and satisfaction in his eyes.

"When you're done, go to the study." After the words fell, the young man put his hands in his pockets and went upstairs without hurrying.

As usual, Jiang Shen was reading in the study, while Song Nianan stood silently beside him, waiting for his dispatch.

"Tea, it's cold." His fingers rested on the outside of the white jade cup, and there was no warmth.

Song Nianan leaned over, poured the tea that had cooled in the cup into the small jar on the side, and refilled it.

He picked it up and sniffed it.

"Tea, it's been brewing for a long time."

Song Nianan stretched out his hand.

Jiang Shen handed the cup over.

Song Nianan poured the tea in the cup into the small jar again.

"Wait a minute." She poured all the tea she had brewed and made a new pot.

In addition to milk, the teenager loves to drink tea and has extremely high requirements.

"Well, that's good." He took a sip, and the sweetness spread in his mouth.

"You want to taste it too?" He had the mood to share with her.

Song Nianan shook his head and refused, "No, sir, I'm not good at this." ”

She loves black tea.

This, she doesn't like.

She won't touch something she knows she doesn't like.

"Oh~ Okay." The boy put down the cup with some regret.

Song Nian watched him turn the book quietly.

The other party could read the font, but she couldn't read it.

Not English, not Chinese.

It feels like it's very powerful.,The other party's browsing speed is quite fast.。

The sound of flipping books filled the silent study.

After a long time, the hour hand finally stopped at eleven.

"Sir, it's time for me to go back to my room." The girl looked visibly relieved.

The young man lowered his eyes, and his fingers, which were about to turn the book, paused in the corner of the page, "Accompany me, it's very boring." ”

The deliberately lowered voice makes people feel helpless and pitiful for no reason.

"No, sir!" Song Nianan retorted in a low voice, and then softened his voice, as if comforting, "Is there anything else that Mr. needs?" Nianan is willing to serve you. ”

"In that case, give me a glass of warm milk." The young man raised his eyes and smiled, and the other party's words pleased him very well.

"Okay, please wait." Song Nian'an went downstairs and brought someone a glass of warm milk, stayed for half an hour more, and left only when the other party asked her to go back to rest.

This kind of Jiang Shen is completely different from the Jiang Shen in her impression.

Even if he looks harmless in the dream, he is more aggressive, and the momentum around her makes her always unable to relax.

Nerves are always tense.

Song Nianan sighed, or the teenager in reality is more cute!

The weather was fine the next day.

There was no sunshine, the breeze was gusting, and it was comfortable.

The housekeeper was the earliest in the whole villa.

The gardener has also been working on pruning shears in the low woods.

Xun Yin danced with Xun Sheng's beautiful singing, which provoked the butterflies passing by to fly towards her and enjoy the beautiful singing with her.

Jiang Yang was under the fountain in the garden, reciting poetry, and his wife, holding a sweet snack in her hand, looked at him with adoration.

In the center of the fountain hangs Cupid, the goddess of love, and the water at the top of the arrow is sprayed continuously.

This is a common sight in the early morning.

Song Nianan would walk out of the bedroom at half past nine every morning and prepare Jiang Shen's food at ten o'clock.

Usually at this time, he is still sleeping.

Song Nian'an, as usual, took a glass of hot milk and knocked on the door three times, but there was no response.

Obviously, the other party is still sleeping.

She twisted the doorknob and stepped inside.

Placing the hot milk on the coffee table in the bedroom, he walked over to the bed and poked the person on the bed.

The boy was a little angry to get up, but it wasn't too big, as long as Song Nianan poked it, the other party would wake up and reluctantly half lean on the pillow.

"Sir, it's time to get up for breakfast." She handed over the hot milk.

The boy took her hand and swallowed it one bite at a time.

The line of sight is clear.

Finally fully sober.

"What outfit is Mr. wearing today?" In the wardrobe of the teenager, there are all kinds of clothes, home clothes, institutions and evening dresses.

It's comparable to a woman's wardrobe.

He glanced at the girl's outfit today.

A two-piece suit, the upper body is a short version of the baby green lace short sleeves, the lower body is a knee-length black A-line skirt, and a pair of beige single shoes on the feet.

The ladies in the villa have everything they want.

If it weren't for the fact that there were outsiders, he would definitely have forced the girl to change into a maid outfit.

There's nothing cuter than how a girl looks when she wears a maid outfit!

"That set." He pointed casually.

Song Nianan took them out and placed them at the head of the bed in front of him.

The teenager is an idiot in life.

This is Song Nian'an's deep perception after becoming his maid.

As long as it is about food, clothing, housing and transportation, he can't do it, and he has a rough life.

She taught her to brush her teeth.

She taught her how to wash her face.

Even taking a bath was something she urged to keep an eye on.

The other party came out of the bathroom and had already changed his clothes.

Bright green short sleeves, black slacks, how to look at it and how it feels familiar.

"You ...... clothes" Song Nianan touched his chin and walked around the person, a little strange.

"Smack!" I see!

"The clothes are worn backwards and forwards, sir." Song Nianan grabbed the hem of his clothes and raised his head, "Sir, you retract your hands into your sleeves, and I'll turn your clothes around." ”

"Okay." The boy smiled and obediently tucked his hands into his sleeves.

"That's right!" It's so much more comfortable to look at!

Song Nianan took shoes for people.

After the other party put it on awkwardly, he obviously didn't know how to deal with the laces.

Song Nianan squatted down.

"I want a bow." The boy looked at the top of the girl's hair and asked.

Song Nianan gave people a fairly acceptable bow.

The amount of food eaten by teenagers is increasing every day.

Song Nianan was very pleased.

After Song Nianan cleaned up, he saw Jiang Shen standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking outside.

She walked over.

"Let's go out for a walk." After the boy finished speaking, he stepped forward.

The moment he stepped out of the threshold of the villa gate, his footsteps paused, and his whole body became very stiff, but after taking a few steps, he slowly relaxed.

Song Nianan followed behind him.

He was a little unaccustomed to it, and the girl was too far behind.

He tilted his head slightly and asked, "Please come to my right and come with me." ”

Song Nianan took a step, looked up, and saw the young man's satisfied expression.

Jiang Shen took Song Nianan and walked in the direction of the crowd.

Xun Sheng's singing continued.

"Does it sound good?" Jiang Shen asked.

"Very good." Song Nian'an was originally indifferent to Xun Sheng, Jiang Shen asked, and she listened carefully.

The timbre is really good, the voice condition is very good, it is no exaggeration to say, the sound of nature, God appreciates food.

They stopped in front of a swing, and the boy took the lead in sitting down, patting the position next to him, and Song Nianan sat down with him.

The view on the swing is good, just enough to see the movement of the people there, without disturbing them or letting the other party discover their presence too quickly.

"What do you think of the dance?"

"Very good." This time, Song Nian'an answered quickly, and Xun Yin was the object of her attention.

"You know, before entering this villa, this brother and sister, the elder brother is mute, and the younger sister is lame." The boy said lightly.

"They're the same as me, they've signed a contract with you, right?" Song Nian'an suddenly understood what those two people had exchanged for freedom.

As long as she makes Xun Sheng mute again and Xun Yin into a cripple, she can make them sober up.

"Yes and no." Jiang looked at her meaningfully.

Song Nianan was seen beating the drum in his heart.

"Sir, I don't quite understand." Song Nianan said bluntly.

Jiang Shen stretched out his hand and pinched the little face that he had wanted to bully for a long time, "You are different from them." ”

He was a little smug and smiled very childishly.

It's like finding a treasure you've been looking for for a long time.

Jiang Shen moved his body closer to Song Nian'an.