After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

"Some of these are violations of the Matcher Code of Conduct."

Sure enough, no one else had any objection, only Jiang Yan said so.

He is not a tactful person. Since he has become a matcher, he will strictly follow the "Matcher Code of Conduct".

"So, do you listen to the Matcher Code of Conduct, or do you listen to me?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Yan was unable to answer for a moment. After all, there was no provision in the Matcher Code of Conduct that stipulated that if the family head's request conflicted with other requests, he should listen to the family head first.

"You have to listen to me, because as long as I don't tell anyone, no one will know that you don't follow the Matcher Code of Conduct, but if you don't listen to me, you will suffer!" Song Yu said. She gave Jiang Yan a direct answer and then waved her hand. "Okay, you can go back."

Tang Zhishu came over with a smile and whispered in Song Yu's ear, "Then let Xiao Jiang stay tonight. After all, today is the first day of his renewed bond."

If you say he was fighting, he took the initiative to ask Jiang Yan to stay. If you say he was not fighting, he emphasized the need to renew the contract.

Jiang Yan stretched out his hand, as if trying to stop Tang Zhishu, but he stopped after the words were out of his mouth.

"Okay, then Jiang Yan will stay."

Song Yu felt a surge of shame for no reason. She had never been able to accept the idea of spending the night with another partner in front of her partner.

She felt like a greasy middle-aged emperor in a Qing Dynasty palace drama, facing a room full of concubines but still thinking about the beauties outside.

Song Yu entered the bathroom. The servants had already prepared the bath water. The faint aroma of essential oils spread in the bathroom, and the soothing music made people relax. What was even more surprising was that the bathroom did not feel damp and stuffy. Instead, the natural wind simulation system gave people the feeling of being on the prairie.

Today was really great. Jiang Honglian's problem was solved, and she and Jiang Yan had a new bond. Starting tomorrow, she could resume her life as a student.

In the past half month, she actually missed the days when she used to train until she almost fainted every day.

She closed her eyes in the embrace of hot water, submerged half of her head in the water, and enjoyed the slight tingling sensation as the water flowed across her scalp.

But soon, she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing.

Turning around, Jiang Yan came in wearing only a pair of gray pajamas.

"Is there something wrong?" Song Yu shrank back into the water. Although the water was very clear and could not block anything, she felt differently.

Last time, under the threat of death and in that dark cave, Song Yu had no chance to be shy or have any other emotions, but this time it was completely different.

Jiang Yan's face flushed slightly. He didn't answer immediately, but took a few steps and squatted beside the bathtub. "Tonight, I will serve the master."

Huh? But she's still taking a shower. Does she need a scrub?

Jiang Yan raised his hand and began massaging Song Yu's head, then his face, neck, and arms...

Slowly, the two of them got closer and closer. Song Yu used the strength of several branches to pull Jiang Yan into the bathtub, and the water overflowed.

Finally, the calves...

“You actually can.”

"My father knows. He taught me some."

Jiang Yan's hands are very dexterous, but too rough.

"About your father..." Song Yu remembered that Zhao Qiang was killed on the day of the banquet. It had only been half a month. "I'm so sorry."

Jiang Yan seemed to be still massaging Song Yu seriously. "Nothing. I haven't seen you much since I left home. The other day—"

In fact, there were many suspicious things about what happened that day. For example, even Jiang Yan didn't know that Zhao Qiang had found evidence of Jiang Honglian's guilt, nor did he know that inviting Song Yu to the birthday party was actually a trap for Jiang Yan.

So, how did Song Yu know this? She seemed to know everything about the Jiang family all of a sudden.

Only Tang Zhishu knew that this was related to that mysterious man, but Jiang Yan couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe you'll know in a few days." Song Yu didn't know how to explain it for a moment. "This is a long story."

After saying that, Song Yu took a bath towel, wrapped himself tightly in the water, and then came out.

His feet stepped out with water and stepped on the soft towel. Then he found that Jiang Yan had already laid it out for him. He was holding a bath towel in his hand and squatted there to wipe her feet without getting up.

Like a humble servant.

"you……"

Song Yu was a little hesitant. To be honest, this action was not like Jiang Yan at all.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan stood up and put the towel in place, not minding that Song Yu was still dripping with water. "You go lie down first, I'll take care of this. There are chocolates and red wine prepared on the bed."

"Ah."

Song Yu quickly changed into a dry bath towel, and the strange feeling in her heart disappeared as Jiang Yan got up. She went into the bedroom and lay on the bed to rest.

It had been a long time since she had slept in such a comfortable bed, and soon she fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up again an hour and a half later, she found that Jiang Yan was not by her side.

I thought he had left, but when I turned around, he was sitting on the carpet in front of the bed.

"Why are you here?"

Song Yu was in a daze and didn't know if he was dreaming.

"what happened?"

Jiang Yan was also a little surprised by Song Yu's question.

"Why are you sitting on the ground waiting for something instead of sleeping?"

"Wait until you wake up."

"Wait for me to do it—"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu understood. This was considered the wedding night, so what else could he do?

She was a little embarrassed. "Jiang Yan, I'm too tired today. Let's do it tomorrow. Besides, we just..."

"Master, go to sleep. That's not what I meant. I'll stay here."

"You're guarding, on the carpet?"

Song Yu didn't understand this mysterious behavior. Was it some special habit? Or was it because he had been on the front lines for so long that he wasn't used to sleeping so deeply?

But Jiang Yan seemed to understand something.

"My mother never let anyone sleep in her bed. Whoever stayed with her at night would be responsible for keeping watch," Jiang Yan said. "Every time my father came home, he was very tired and sleepy."

"That's your mother, not me." Song Yu patted the place beside him, "Go to sleep."

"But..." Jiang Yan hesitated. "The Matcher Code of Conduct states that Matchers should be one level lower than Comforters. My father said this is also a manifestation of compliance with the Matcher Code of Conduct."

Just like the first time I saw Tang Zhishu, the juice seemed more noble because of the extra slice of lemon.

Having said this, Song Yu lost her sleepiness because she could feel the inner struggle of Jiang Yan. He probably had never squatted on the ground to wipe anyone's feet or slept on the carpet in his life.

He is different from Tang Zhishu in his elegant humility. Although he resists from the bottom of his heart, he will subconsciously face the comforter with a very humble attitude.

This is the mark left on him by Jiang Honglian and Zhao Qiang, and it is also the reason why he resists comforters.

Song Yu didn't know how to remove it.

She took Jiang Yan's hand and said, "That's how your parents get along, but that's not the way we get along. If the comforter must be more advanced than the matcher, then I'll take the majority of the bed and you the smaller half."

"No need to keep watch?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Jiang Honglian must have done something wrong to keep watch in the bedroom. I haven't done anything wrong. Besides, there are many people guarding outside. Just listen to me and sleep peacefully."

Jiang Yan finally moved to the bed on the other side of Song Yu. The bed was already very big, more than enough for two people to sleep on, but he really did as Song Yu said and only took up a small half of the bed.