Fast travel villain boss is candied fruit

Chapter 110 This Drunk Only Drunk Immortal (25)

Xiang Ming was sitting in the private room, drinking tea leisurely, and inadvertently saw the person who had made his heart flutter.

He couldn't wait to stand up and rush out.

"what!"

Zhuo Hua, who had just returned, was knocked down by Xiang Ming, the pain was so painful that he almost shed tears.

When Xiang Ming saw it, he quickly pulled Zhuo Hua up, and took a lot of it carefully.

"How is it? Is there anything wrong?"

Zhuo Hua shook his head: "It's okay."

"That's good, I have something else to do." After finishing speaking, before Zhuo Hua could react, Xiang Ming had already run away.

"and many more!"

Xiang Ming stopped Ye Qingcheng who was about to get in the car.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Xiang Ming in confusion and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Xiang Ming hesitated to speak, but he didn't know how to say it when the words came to his lips.

"I, I just think you look like a friend."

"That's a coincidence. If the husband has nothing to do, then I will leave first."

Xiang Ming looked at Ye Qingcheng with some reluctance and said "hmm".

Seeing Xiang Ming's actions, Ye Qingcheng was a little confused, and then deliberately kept an eye out, and then got in the car and left.

Watching the car leave, Xiang Ming couldn't help but think of what happened 5 years ago.

That year, in the winter before his adoption, he wandered alone on the street, poverty and hunger eroded his thin body, and he hadn't eaten a meal for several days, so he was really powerless to move forward.

The cold and hunger tormented him intertwined, and finally he couldn't bear it and fell to the ground.

"Hey! Wake up!"

In a daze, he was awakened by the voice of an immature boy. When he opened his eyes, a boy who looked only ten years old was standing beside the bed, holding a bowl of medicine with an unpleasant smell in his hand.

The boy was very beautiful, yes, very beautiful, his long eyelashes were as light and cute as a small cattail fan, and his round eyes looked at him nimbly.

Looking at the seemingly harmless boy in front of him, he inadvertently let go of his guard.

"What's your name?" the boy asked, blinking at him.

"Xiao Ming."

The boy struggled for a while and asked, "Xiao Ming? That Xiao Ming?"

"The flute of the flute, the bright Ming."

"That's it~ Your name sounds really nice."

The boy smiled sweetly at Xiao Ming, that smile was like a flower blooming in spring, warm and kind, Xiao Ming watched the boy unconsciously distracted.

"Zhaohua, are you awake?" The sudden voice knocked Xiao Ming's thoughts, and he looked at the door vigilantly.

I saw a 67-year-old girl walking in. Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a goose yellow dress with pleated sleeves and a pair of white low-heeled shoes. That extremely fashionable attire caught one eye. Just by looking at her, it was obvious that she was the daughter of a rich family.

"Miss, brother Xiao Ming is already awake." The boy named Zhuo Hua saw the person coming in with his eyes glowing and rushed over to hug her.

The woman rubbed Zhuohua's cheeks with baby fat, but there was no smile on her face: "He is already a 13-year-old kid and still so naughty."

Zhuohua pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't want to grow up yet, I will always be a child!"

The woman whispered, "You will grow up."

"Hmph!" Zhuo Hua turned his head arrogantly.

The woman didn't care about Zhuo Hua's temper, so she turned to Xiao Ming who was sitting on the bed.

"feel better now?"

Xiao Ming nodded: "It's much better, thank you for taking care of me, Miss."

"That's good. Judging by your appearance, you probably haven't eaten for several days. I asked the servants to make some food, and Zhuohua will bring it up."

"Yeah!" Then, Zhuo Hua hurried downstairs.

　Good night. Bye bye
　　
　
(End of this chapter)