Everyone who received my express has taken a fancy to me

What New Continent sighed in amazement: "Hey! Mr. Zhang's cheeks are unexpectedly soft!"

"Let me go!" His lips trembled slightly, and his fast words dissipated into the air like a frightened girl. Luo Ming, who pretended not to hear anything, blinked and smiled.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. I will definitely give you a sweet dream~ But before that, you need to relax yourself."

The hand left the cheek and fell to the head.In order to maintain a good image, he applies a lot of hairspray on his head every day to maintain his scrupulously posy back hair. Essentially, the hair is too fluffy and soft so that he can easily feel the weight on his head.

Zhang Dongke finally started to frown at that act as if coaxing a child.He took the young man's hand, pushed the half-kneeling young man down on the sofa, stood up, and looked down at the young man who still had a bright and moving smile.

"I said I would cooperate. But there are some things that should be done in moderation."

The young man still had the pleasant smile from before, and he adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable lying on the sofa.The top button of the shirt that was unintentionally undone in the previous movement changed the feeling of the whole shirt from rigorous to casual.

He simply rolled up his sleeves, smiled fearlessly under the stern eyes that made his subordinates awe, he sat up and looked up at Zhang Dongke: "These can really help you fall asleep better."

"Please believe in the professionalism of our Dream Express employees, thank you. If it's because I touched your hair, then I apologize." The young man with his head up felt completely different from when he lowered his head before, with a playful meaning Zhang Dongke's original anger dissipated a little bit unconsciously, "Then as an apology, how about cooking you a big meal?"

Noticing the other party's wavering, Luo Ming immediately took a big step forward.That's right, that's it, slowly adapt to my breath and my existence, so that when I fall asleep at night, I won't have any sense of rejection and vigilance—why can't I fall asleep, this place in front of me can hardly accommodate strangers entering my territory The man has given the explanation himself.

I don't want any strangers on my land who might touch me!

That being the case, then we have no choice but to let him get used to it!

☆, the second guest

Zhang Dongke still didn't recover when he sat down at the dining table.

How strange!This man named Luo Ming has the ability to make people unconsciously get into his logic and be taken away!Zhang Dongke, who had never lost a few games at the negotiating table, was completely defeated in front of this dream express salesman today.

All said... His original intention was to let Luo Ming leave directly, why did that guy end up cooking in there, and then continued to cooperate with him in the preparation work? ? ?

Zhang Dongke's eyes drifted to the kitchen.The chestnut-haired young man in an apron hummed a little song and rummaged through something.

As if noticing his gaze, the young man turned his head and smiled at him. Before he could look away, he heard the other party's smiling voice: "What does Mr. Zhang want to eat? It's so late, let's not make too complicated things." , otherwise it’s not easy to sleep.”

"...Egg fried rice." Zhang Dongke looked down at his table. This table was bought at a high price. What the salesman said at the time was "Nordic simplicity and charm, selected golden sandalwood, log feelings for home enjoyment, for you The smell of home..." So I bought a reddish-brown table that was incompatible with the tone of the whole room.

Because he was busy with work, he hadn't eaten at this table for a long time.Either to socialize outside, or to find a shop to solve it before returning to the villa.

But when Luo Ming was busy in the kitchen with the apron that he bought and hadn't used once, apart from a little uncomfortable feeling about the site being invaded, he was more relaxed unconsciously, even inexplicably. I wanted to try the fried rice made by my mother who was not good at cooking when I was a child.

He heard the sound of splashing water, the aggressive sound of knives on the cutting board, the sound of frying pan, and the cheerful tune that made people smile.

The sun was completely engulfed by darkness at this moment, and the whole villa suddenly darkened.He didn't turn on the light, and the warm yellow light from the kitchen spilled over half of the tabletop through the open door, forming a sharp contrast with the dim environment he was in.

The smell was gradually coming from the kitchen, and Zhang Dongke, who had dealt with it casually outside, suddenly felt hungry.He poured himself a glass of water, it was very cold, and he didn't know when it had been left here without changing it, but hunger made him drink it anyway.

It didn't feel much better, the coldness rushed down the throat and rushed into the stomach. After a little bit of satiety disappeared, a lower temperature and an even more dissatisfied stomach ushered in.

Fortunately, before he could no longer maintain his image as an elite, a plate of egg fried rice with all the flavors and flavors was placed in front of him.The young man's voice was as smiling as ever: "Taste it, Mr. Zhang, and see if you are satisfied."

Zhang Dongke replied vaguely.Only then did he pick up the spoon unhurriedly, maintaining his basic manners in front of strangers even if he was starving to death.

I'm so hungry I can hardly taste it.he thinks.

But it just feels delicious.The taste is not the same as in memory, but it is the greatest salvation for his terrible stomach.

He didn't turn on the light, and neither did Luo Ming, who was sitting next to him and looked at him with his chin resting.

Zhang Dongke can occasionally look up and see him, with his back facing the warm yellow light, sitting on the other side of the dividing line between light and dark, his whole body seems to be glowing with warmth. It was so dazzling under the bright light that it seemed to be glowing.

He finished his meal quietly, and Luo Ming quietly put the plate back in the kitchen.

"No need to wash. The nanny will come tomorrow." The stomach was warm, and the coldness and pain before were no longer there. Even his voice faded away from the inhuman indifference during the day, and became warmer by two points.

Luo Ming looked down at his watch, it was 8:17, it was still early.

"Mr. Zhang doesn't have any work to do?" After Luo Ming nodded in agreement, he didn't plan to help him wash the dishes. He sat down at his original position and looked at Zhang Dongke with a smile.

The two are so close that almost as long as the distance is a little wider, they can touch each other's hands or legs.This discovery made Zhang Dongke's body almost stiff, he turned his head and didn't want to look at Luo Ming who had a strong sense of presence.

But he sadly found that not looking only sharpened his other senses.For example, Luo Ming's lips, which are getting closer and closer to him at this moment, are almost close to the point of biting his ears.

Zhang Dongke stood up, and the wooden chair that was dragged back made a screeching sound on the ground. He lifted his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and tried to maintain his usual calm voice: "No, I have been insomnia for a week because of your incompetence. , the work is all done in the process.”

Only sharp language can ease the shaking heart and distance each other.

"So, don't delay. Luo Ming. I just want to fall asleep right now. How?" Zhang Dongke heard himself saying this.

The author has something to say: As a raider, ah, no, he is a courier boy, he must be proficient in all eighteen martial arts, and he can enter the kitchen and go to bed wwww

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In addition, Zhang Dongke cherish it 2333, the benefits that such a good Luo Ming will give you will not last long hahaha

☆, the second guest

Zhang Dongke turned off the shower, took a towel beside him and began to wipe his hair.His eyes fell on the sliding door inadvertently, and he could vaguely see the hazy shadow beside the bed.

After wiping his hair with his hand, he suddenly felt heat surge on his face.This rhythm of bathing and going to bed...is it a bit wrong?I always feel that the young man outside will smile and say in the next second, "It's clean? Then it's my turn?"

Startled by the scene in his mind, the towel in Zhang Dongke's hand almost slipped onto the wet ground.What are you thinking about Zhang Dongke!There is no other relationship between the two of you, just a pure customer and employee relationship!Don't be distracted by those little girls in the office reading messy books!And don't draw people too close to you just because they made you a fried rice meal with eggs!

However, even though he warned himself like this, the reaction of the young man after he finished saying "I want to fall asleep now" still appeared in his mind.

The pair of beautiful eyes did not appear to be irritated at all, the other party still smiled and showed a good working attitude in the service industry, stood up obediently and nodded readily to show that there was no problem, when the two were about to go upstairs Suddenly, she held her chin and looked sideways at him: "Then, before going to sleep, Mr. Zhang, why don't you wash up and change your clothes?"

"After all..." The young man dragged his tone, and looked directly at his lower body with smiling light-colored eyes, "It will be very uncomfortable to sleep in western trousers."

Zhang Dongke's whole body tensed up with that sight and what he said, and he almost fell down the stairs inadvertently.

It's so embarrassing to think about it!The towel for wiping hair wrapped Zhang Dongke's face, which had turned pink and soft after washing, and the tip of his nose seemed to be lingering with the lemony smell of the young man's hair, which made Zhang Dongke, who was already embarrassed, extremely stiff.

Wait, the same lemon flavor?

Zhang Dongke took the shampoo off the shelf, and as expected, he saw the words "lemon fragrance".

"..." For some reason, this is Zhang Dongke, who always feels a little at a loss, a little bit confused, a little embarrassed, but in short, his emotions are extremely complicated.

After some messy tossing, he finally changed into soft and comfortable pajamas, Zhang Dongke stood in front of the mirror to clean up his emotions.

The black-haired man in the mirror has short, curly hair. Without hairspray and an hour of early morning care, his entire hair looks extremely messy. His hair, restored to its original natural appearance, is fluffy like a fried puppy.His eyes are large, black and white, and with the flush on his face from taking a bath, he always looks childish that doesn't match his age—that's why he always wears gold-rimmed glasses and combs his hair. Because of the back of his head, that appearance can make him look more mature and more convincing.

He wiped the fog from the lenses, put on his glasses and opened the door and walked out after suppressing the panic in his heart.

The young man did not sit on the one-person sofa that was a little more than one meter away from the bed that he had stipulated for the Dream Express employee. The man sat by the bed, and the light pink lampshade at the head of the bed made the emitted light a bit more hazy and ambiguous.

It was already dark outside, and it was clear that it was still a sunny day, but now it sounded like a strong wind was blowing outside, and it might rain in the next second.

On a rainy night, in the bedroom, under the pink light, the young man sitting by the bed and waiting...

The fantasies in my head are almost out of control.His limbs seemed to be pinched by something, making him stand still without moving.

No no no, the first thing is to explain clearly that he didn't buy the lampshade that the girl chirped!This is too detrimental to his elite image!Zhang Dongke, who was obviously replaced by himself after returning early this afternoon because of the great success of the cooperation, was going to kill him and refuse to admit it.

"Mr. Zhang, won't you come?" The young man's smiling words finally broke the explanation plan that Zhang Dongke kept making in his mind. The other party seemed not to care about these small details such as decorations, but only wanted to complete his work.

Infected by the attitude of the other party, Zhang Dongke finally relaxed a little bit, nodded, put down the slippers from the other side, lifted the quilt and got on the bed.

"Very good." Luo Ming's voice became soft and slow. He pulled up the quilt and explained in a low voice under Zhang Dongke's puzzled eyes, "The air conditioner is a bit cold, so it's better to cover it up. Pay attention Keep warm."

"Then, next, is it convenient for Mr. Zhang to take off his glasses?" Luo Ming did not act hastily to make Zhang Dongke, who was already nervous, even more tense. Luo Ming patiently asked Zhang Dongke who had finally relaxed in the familiar territory.

"...inconvenient." Zhang Dongke replied in a low voice.

The voices of the two were not loud. If it weren't for the sound insulation effect of the room, the sound of wind and rain outside might have drowned out the voices of the two of them talking.

This low whisper is like an intimate whisper between lovers, but against the background of the unsettled weather outside, it has a more beautiful feeling of time and tranquility.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Dongke gave an inconvenient answer directly.Luo Ming paused for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly: "You can close your eyes now, and you won't need your glasses from now on? If you don't take them off, your sleep quality may be affected."

After finally persuading Mr. Zhang to take off his glasses and close his eyes, before Luo Ming could proceed to the next step, he heard the other party say again: "Give me a glass of water. I'm thirsty."

Mr. Zhang... is indeed a troublesome guest!Tsk!

The author has something to say: Zhang Dongke: Slightly slightly~ I just don’t sleep, what can you do~

Originally, the image of Mr. Zhang was a sharp boss hahaha, but after writing it, he turned into a cute little girl with a soft heart and a tough surface pretending to be tough hahahahaha

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and ah...

Cough cough... The writer is here to say goodbye to everyone _(:з"∠)_, whether the lazy writer can update daily in the future has become a very big problem... Enen (covering face), run away.

☆, the second guest

"Mr. Zhang is actually very energetic." Luo Ming, who went upstairs with warm water and handed him the water glass, said with a smile, "There must be other requests in the future, right~ I will do the same when I don't want to sleep. "

He simply blocked the possibility of the face-saving Mr. Zhang making other demands in the future.

Mr. Zhang, who wanted to say that it might be better to change the lampshade, silently swallowed the words in his mouth, and forced himself to be calm: "How is it possible? Don't blame your unqualified customers on the guests! Hurry up! I want to see how you make it so I'm falling asleep!"

Luo Ming nodded with a smile, that all-inclusive gaze made Mr. Zhang, who was peeking at him with half-closed eyes, look away a little helplessly.

Then, he felt a slight tremor on the bed, and there was obviously a large sunken mark on his right side, and he even slid to the right for a short distance until he touched a certain warm feeling. body.

Originally, because Luo Ming was extremely uncomfortable sitting by the bed, he tried his best to move towards Luo Ming in the opposite direction.As a result, this soft bed, which he was extremely satisfied with, made his previous efforts completely in vain.

"Hey! Why are you lying down! Can't sitting down make me sleep?" Zhang Dongke gritted his teeth and couldn't help raising the volume to cover the rumble coming from outside the house.

"Don't get excited, Mr. Zhang. Do you still remember the safety contract you signed? We will not have unnecessary physical contact." A hand fell from the quilt, sliding slowly with moderate strength, as if to calm the nervous emotions.

"Then you—!" Zhang Dongke, who has never had close contact with anyone so far, is too sensitive to this kind of contact because he always subconsciously keeps a certain distance from people on weekdays.

Almost all of his attention was put on the hand that was stroking his body through the quilt. His body was slightly tense, and his left hand held the sheet tightly to prevent him from slipping directly into the arms of that strange man inadvertently.

The hand that rested on his shoulder and stroked his cheek, now through the thin layer of air-conditioning in summer, was touching his body with a scorching temperature, with well-defined knuckles and slender fingers, trying to comfort himself gently and slowly over and over again.

"Don't think too much, Mr. Zhang." The voice close at hand, under the pattering rain outside the house, adds two points of warmth and a bit of ambiguity. While speaking, every movement of the body will be overly sensitive by this annoying The bed expands and spreads to the side of the other person.

"I will stay with you until you fall asleep. Don't be afraid or anxious, just close your eyes and let go of all your troubles."

Zhang Dongke obediently closed his eyes.After losing his vision, his other senses became more acute, and his body, which had a strong sense of presence even through the quilt, was on his side, showing a guarding posture.The man spoke in a deep and soft voice, but with a brisk smile that made people relax unconsciously. The special sense of rhythm attracted Zhang Dongke's attention and made him concentrate on listening to Luo Ming's words.

He even forgot the discomfort of lying on his back - Zhang Dongke, who usually sleeps on his side and curls up into a ball, is really insecure about this position, and it is especially easy to cause mental tension. This may also be the failure of the employees of Dream Express. one of the reasons.

"Still can't sleep?" The voice paused, and the voice with a smile was close to his ear. The tingling feeling passed from the ear to the bottom of his heart. The inexplicable excitement made him grasp the sheet in his hand, and his heart beat Then it accelerated a few minutes.

"Do you need to hold hands? Go into a better dreamland together?"

Zhang Dongke hesitated for a while without speaking, and received the desired message from the silence. Luo Ming smiled and held the sweaty hand under the quilt, interlocking his fingers forcefully.

"!!!" Zhang Dongke wanted to struggle, but he couldn't get rid of the young man's grip on him.

"Mr. Zhang, why do you want to eat fried rice with eggs at night? In fact, I am good at many dishes." He changed the subject calmly.

Zhang Dongke was stunned.

Why?Because that is the most common taste in childhood.Parents who are always busy going out to work, even if they occasionally have something to do, they will use leftovers to make fried rice with eggs at most. After the family has dealt with it in a mess, they rush to deal with the affairs, and after leaving the sentence "let's go first" just disappear.

He has lived alone with his grandmother since he was a child.After my grandma left, I suffered from insomnia, and kept my eyes open in the dark all night until dawn.

Later, I came to this big city where my parents worked part-time, studied, took postgraduate entrance examinations, worked and studied, and climbed to the current position.In the industry, he is called "Desperate Saburo", as if he buried himself in the work pile, there is no leisure, no sleep, no entertainment, only work, work and work.

Until now, money is almost just a number.But the days became more and more boring, like walking on a barren land, with nothing but myself.

He wants to change.

So I found Dream Express under the recommendation of my work partner.

From full of hope to final disappointment and near despair.The person in front of him named Luo Ming was the last time he called for a courier service, and this was the last chance he gave himself.

"So, no matter what, Mr. Zhang. I have me tonight." Zhang Dongke's long silence made Luo Ming keenly grasp the loose gap, his voice became more harmless and gentle, and his hands He increased his strength, so as to tell Mr. Zhang that he was here.

"You are not alone, don't be afraid to socialize. You are so cute, so charming, don't isolate yourself from others, you deserve more likes."

"Dongke." It was the first time he called him so affectionately, "Go to sleep. I'm here."

The author has something to say: Is the writing too detailed (cover your face), the kind of ambiguous style of getting along with Li Zi is very exciting to write hhhh, but will you write too much? If so, Li Zi will pay attention next time Speed ​​up the progress~

[Pretend this is the manuscript www]

Preview: The next guest, the narcissistic and self-willed young master~ has a completely different style of painting from this shy elite wwww

☆, the second guest

Zhang Dongke sat at the desk, processing the documents absently.

He looked down at the time, the time displayed on the expensive watch is 22:21, is something on the road today?Or is it entangled by other people?

Since Luo Ming brought him a rare sleep, he has ordered Dream Express for 6 consecutive days, and this is the 7th day, but unexpectedly, Luo Ming, who arrived on time at 10 o'clock every day, was late for such a long time.

The quality of his sleep improved dramatically during this time.When strangers invade their "territory", they can also maintain a certain level of calm, and will not fall into excessive anxiety.

Recently, his attitude towards his subordinates has softened a lot, and he can show a smile or two.There was even a speculation in the company that "Zhang is always in love".

in love?How can it be.

Zhang Dongke looked at the document and turned his mouth up. It was obviously a serious business negotiation contract, but it showed him the effect of an entertainment book. There was a thin mist in his eyes. Blushing, it's completely like being in love.

"Ding dong~" came the doorbell from downstairs.

Zhang Dongke's eyes lit up, he dropped the documents he had long been unable to read, and rushed down to open the door.Today, the young man in a black and white sportswear looked full of energy. Under the illumination of the street lights, he smiled brightly and greeted him cheerfully: "Hey, Mr. Zhang looks very good today."

Mr. Zhang, who looked good, coughed twice, trying to suppress the corners of his mouth that were desperately raised.He made way for Luo Ming to come in, then closed the door and quickly followed his footsteps, pretending to be nonchalant and asking, "Why is it so late today?"

"It's nothing. My colleague said that he will take over for him tomorrow, and I handed over to him before." Luo Ming briefly talked about the situation, without revealing too much information—since the last time he was informed in advance that he would never be able to meet again After being tossed by another "Mr. Zhang" and almost wasting an order, he no longer wants to inform the customer in advance of the end of the order.

But he didn't lie, he was indeed taking another guy's class tomorrow.The other party was in a hurry and couldn't go there, but he had already made an agreement with the client, and the company's procedures had been reported and could not be changed, so Luo Ming temporarily replaced him for two days.

It is said that that guy's client is a super rich but also super willful and difficult rich young master.Thinking about it is a headache attribute.

Moreover, the other party doesn't seem to be troubled by insomnia, it's just a brat who refuses to sleep. ——This is a casual comment from that guy.

"Luo Ming? Luo Ming? Is there something bothering you?" Zhang Dongke looked at Luo Ming, who seemed a little unhappy, with concern. He seemed to be absent-minded, and he didn't answer when he talked to him just now.

"I'm fine. Maybe I'm just too tired." Luo Ming put his backpack on the sofa beside him, then looked at Zhang Dongke who was hesitant to speak, "I'm fine~ Mr. Zhang, can you take a shower and change?"

Under Luo Ming's smiling eyes, Mr. Zhang fled and even forgot all about the topic he wanted to talk about just now. He didn't suddenly remember it until he turned on the shower and the cold water poured down.

Ah, by the way, I agreed to buy a limited edition cake from MAX and wanted Luo Ming to try it. MAX is the most famous cake shop in the city. It is said that it is purely handmade by the owner, and the quantity is limited every day, so you need to queue up to buy.The most important thing is that the opening time of the store owner is completely uncertain, and you never know whether you can buy the cake from that store.

But the owner's craftsmanship is superb. It is said that the delicious cake "makes people forget to lose weight". Cough, this is the evaluation of the office girl. In short, it is for oneself to like, ah no, it is a very good gift for close friends!

It was also Zhang Dongke's luck. He queued up at the closed cake shop after get off work. Two hours later, he saw the owner open the door and closed the shop without hesitation after selling out the small number of cakes.

Naturally, Luo Ming should have a taste of this kind of cake.I don't know if he will like it or not.While washing his hair, he thought about Luo Ming's reaction when he saw the cake. Zhang Dongke quickly took a shower in a happy mood, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom. He couldn't help smiling when he saw Luo Ming leaning against the bed and looking at the ceiling in a daze. stand up.

It's really strange, every time I think of him, the corners of my mouth are completely out of my control.

"Luo Ming. My colleague bought cakes from MAX's. I don't like sweet ones very much. How about giving them to you?" He stumbled and said his excuse, and then took out a small, rough-packed cake from the small cabinet. cake.Through the transparent packaging box, you can see the exquisite mini TV inside, which looks like a work of art, with three letters "MAX" written on it simply and rudely.

"Thank you, no need." Luo Ming came back to his senses, shook his head, and blinked at the other party, "We have clear regulations, and we are not allowed to accept gifts from guests in private~ Dong Ke doesn't want to see me breaking the rules Bar."

The lampshade is still pink, and the light-colored black eyes seem to be dyed with a layer of pink halo. The delicate-looking young man who seems not to be a real person seems to be able to glow.The blinking made Zhang Dongke stand still for a while before he realized it.He turned around and put the cake back into the small cabinet, and subconsciously covered his heart with his left hand—here, just now, it was beating so fast...

"Then, let's eat together tomorrow. This is not considered a violation." Zhang Dongke said in a low voice, and after seeing Luo Ming replying with a positive smile, he happily lay down on the quilt, held Luo Ming's hand, Look at his profile.

The thought of eating MAX's cake with Luo Ming tomorrow, I don't know why, I feel sweet to the bottom of my heart~ I feel that tonight will definitely be a good dream.

Since Zhang Dongke was enlightened, he fell asleep very quickly in the next few days. After lying down for about half an hour, Luo Ming got up, packed his things and left Zhang Dongke's house without hesitation.

Thankfully, these two days were not as scary as the first day. It was a tough challenge to ride a small eDonkey home in the pouring rain!

Luo Ming yawned and returned home, Xiao Suwan was a rare and well-behaved boy today who didn't cause any damage but circled around Luo Ming affectionately.

He picked up the little ancestor of their family and happily stroked him.

"It's so tiring at work, Xiaosanwan! I want to resign every day." Lying on the sofa with a listless look, Luo Ming hugged Xiaosunwan and began to act coquettishly, "Go to work for me tomorrow, okay~ Xiao Suwan, you support me!"

Xiaosongwan ruthlessly hit Luo Ming's face with a meat pad, and told him with actions, "I don't want to do it!"

"Oh, it's so troublesome - I have to do my homework in advance tomorrow. Tsk, young master -"

"It's really an existence that people can't like."

The author has something to say: Wannian virgin and cute Mr. Zhang will eat the cake tomorrow night with grievances: it doesn't taste good at all!bitter!I'm going to smash MAX's house! 【Grievance.jpg】

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Then here comes the question—the young master of the rich family, um, at what age is it more fun~ junior high school?high school?

The plums that are hand-cut every day are obediently waiting for the answer~

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Also~~~Thank you for the cover of Re hehehe~ Tomorrow, ah no, I will change it when I wake up today~ [Ah, as for what time to wake up, uh, this is a very good question~]

☆, the third guest

According to the guest's request, he arrived at the private manor at around 4:[-] pm. Luo Ming sighed and adjusted his state to prepare for today's work.

"Mr. Luo Ming, please wait a moment." The butler brought Luo Ming to the door of their young master's room. This room was the only room in the western-style corridor that was incompatible with the others. There was a piece of handwritten paper pasted on the door. A strip, in red letters on a black background, reads "Do not enter if you are idle".

The client this time is named Clarence, and his Chinese name is Xu Teng. He is 16 years old and is studying in the best high school in the city. His father is a famous real estate tycoon. He was expected to stay abroad all the year round since he was a child, but he is about to take the college entrance examination. He was just about to settle down to study in this city - after all, many guys in this circle stayed in the most famous and best joint university in this city.

It's not the young master he imagined, but a young man who came late in the second term... Luo Ming thought about it, and saw the housekeeper slowly open the door.

The young man who was slandered by Luo Ming for one night and one morning sat in front of the window. Outside the huge French windows were lush green leaves, and a few rays of sunlight shone through them to the French windows, which happened to shine on the young man.The white curtains fluttered in the wind, covering the white round table beside the young man. Through the hazy image, it seemed to be a pile of thick books.

Obviously, the sound insulation in the room is excellent, and he only heard the sound of music coming from the side after opening the door.After passing the young master's gaze, he looked in the direction of the sound of the music. It was a huge screen playing a certain large-scale concert, so he used it as an accompaniment for his reading?It's really a taste that people don't know how to evaluate.

"Master, tonight's courier has arrived. This is Mr. Luo Ming."

Xu Teng put down the book in his hand, put it face up on his knees, and slowly raised his eyes to look in Luo Ming's direction.

The well-trained Mr. Xiao Ming nodded at the other party, and then took out the safety contract that he had prepared a long time ago: "Please sign it."

Xu Teng frowned, and did not take the document in Luo Ming's hand. He leaned forward slightly to look at the chestnut-haired man in front of him, and only leaned back after he thought he had conveyed his deterrent power, resting his chin with one hand on the back of the chair, He spoke in a slow, deliberately elongated arrogant tone: "Where's Fang Hanle? The express delivery I ordered wasn't you."

Fang Hanle is the guy who asked him to lead the class.And Xu Teng in front of him was obviously dissatisfied with Fang Hanle leaving, and deliberately found someone to vent his anger.

Luo Ming, who always has the greatest tolerance in his life during work, smiled: "Didn't you receive the notice? The company sent you a replacement message around ten o'clock in the morning, and told you that it is not him who came today."

"Oh? Really?" Xu Teng replied casually, looking sideways at the housekeeper, "Is that so? Uncle Xu."

"I was too confused and forgot to inform you about this, young master. I'm very sorry."

The two sang together and had a great time.

"Okay, then, this one..." The young master hesitated for a while, Luo Ming sent the contract, pointed to his signature at the end, and wrote the words Luo Ming in a very neat stroke, "Luo Ming , I hope you can really replace Fang Hanle, and don't let my sleep quality deteriorate."

After finishing speaking, he wrote his name very chicly.

Then he pointed to the free sofa beside him: "Sit down, it's still early. Let's have dinner together later, and then I'll leave the quality of sleep after I finish my homework. You can read any book here."

Luo Ming glanced at the round table and couldn't help laughing.

The books on it are all original English editions, which seem to be profound, such as the stream-of-consciousness novels "Ulysses" and "The Sound and the Fury", as well as some philosophical works, such as Hegel's " Differences between Fichte's and Schelling's Philosophical Systems", "Draft of the Jena System", David's "On Human Nature" and so on.

Just a casual glance, and I saw a lot of things that a teenager of this age group might read.

"Don't you want to take it? Can't understand?" The child's pride almost overflowed from the raised eyebrows. "This is..." A world famous book, if you don't understand it, you are simply not worthy of being my courier.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a slight smile on the other side, and picked up the top copy of "Ulysses": "I didn't expect you to like reading this kind of book. The author of this book, Joyce I once commented on this book like this: "It is an epic about two peoples (Israel and Ireland), at the same time it is a trip around human organs, and it is also a short story that takes place in a day (a lifetime)'."

"There are a lot of praises for the exquisite layout of this book, and it even surpasses Anna Karenina's arched double-line contrasting structure [Note 1]. Although I personally don't like this kind of stream-of-consciousness novel, But I have to praise the author's literary talent."

"Only in the novel's linguistic diversity, such as news, music, English prose, character subtitles, catechism, sexual stream of consciousness, and creativity, such as massive refrain and almost all Irish proverbs, countless lines of poetry Quotations and the Bible are intertwined, and I am afraid that the textual experts will go crazy. In both respects, even George Bernard Shaw, who pretended to be Sir Newton, would have to be convinced, let alone Bloom's eighteen-hour wandering and Odysseus. This is the classic joke of Si’s ten-year roaming…【Note 2】”

"Do you have any opinion on this book? It is indeed a good book~" After Luo Ming made a speech that made the other party completely dizzy, he rested his chin on one hand and read it with a smile like the boy just now. Looking at the other party, "What do you think? Come and share your feelings."

Never expected that the other party would be able to say so many things! !It is true that Xu Teng has not read this book, but it is very easy to judge whether the comments are nonsense, which is obviously not the case!With so much dry stuff, if Luo Ming hadn't had enough self-control to stop talking, he doubted that he might be able to talk on and on for an hour when he was so excited! ! !

Xu Teng was not reconciled to the limelight of the original text being robbed by a courier brother, but speaking of these books, he really had no interest in them at all, and he couldn't tell the other side without reading a book! !

So I forcibly changed the subject, and spoke with a standard London accent: "It seems that your English is good, and you can read the original text. (English)"

"That's great, it's just a personal interest. (English)" is also a London accent, but because the voice of a mature man is more pleasant than the hoarse voice of the adolescent duck opposite.

"Master, dinner is ready. Please come downstairs to eat."

"Let's go together, Luo Ming." Xu Teng raised his chin, with a confident light in his eyes.

The real standard usage of western food is not so simple!This time, let me see how you, the courier brother, will deal with it! ! !

☆, the third guest

While walking, Xu Teng also explained: "Usually dinner should be at 20:30, but since I'm back, I'm going to do as the Romans do, and have dinner earlier."

"Don't be cautious. Even though you're eating western food, you can just come here as usual. I don't mind." Xu Teng smiled, looking up at the man walking beside him.

Xu Teng's height is about 1.7 meters, and this guy is a head taller than himself.Looking up from Xu Teng's angle, he could see the softly curved jaw and the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Yo, it looks very calm!A commoner is a commoner, even if he pretends to be calm, he doesn't have the self-confidence that is revealed in his bones.

Hmm... But it's not unacceptable if you lead me to a higher score like Brother Han Le... Xu Teng's eyes wandered for a while.

Someone chuckled in my ear.Xu Teng raised his head, and saw the man looking down at him, with a melted smile in his pale pupils: "I've been thinking about what exactly is growing outside your window? It turned out to be a five-cornered maple."

It's not Luo Ming's style to counterattack passively. What's more, accepting the young master's provocation all the time won't completely convince him.