It's a bodyguard, not a cowherd

"It should be written in the information that Master Primo suffers from narcolepsy."

"Yes, but I'm sorry that I didn't understand what needs to be paid attention to in caring for patients with narcolepsy." Jian Meixi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned her head to look at Cyril who was driving.

"It doesn't matter. Instead, I should apologize." Cyril smiled and said, "Our side submitted the materials too late. Team leader Bian should have shown you the materials early in the morning."

"It's okay, it's not too late to find out now, I'll check the mobile encyclopedia." Jian Meixi took out the mobile phone from the left inner pocket of the suit as she said.

"There's no need to check. In fact, there is nothing special to pay attention to. Just pay attention to the young master's sudden collapse."

"Cause?"

"Well, this is a symptom that can occur before the onset of narcolepsy, which is a sudden loss of muscle control, followed by a person falling asleep very quickly."

"Oh, isn't that very dangerous, it will suddenly fall to the ground or something."

"Yes, that's why Master Primo needs PGB's guard service."

"Then I will definitely pay more attention, and I will never leave Master Primo half a step away." Jian Meixi said, unconsciously pinching the phone with her right hand.

"Haha." Cyril said with a chuckle, "Group Leader Bian's recommendation is sure to be correct. It seems that you really have the ability to restrain the young master."

"Stop Master Primo?" Jian Meixi frowned, tilting her head a little strangely and asked, "Should my task be to protect Master Primo?"

"Of course." Cyril raised his hand to adjust the interior rearview mirror so that it could just reflect Jian Meixi's eyes, and said with a smile, "but the premise is that you can let the guards obediently stay within your field of vision."

"Ah..." Jian Meixi suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After two and a half hours' drive, Jian Meixi and Cyril arrived at the airport at 11:30 noon. If Primo's plane was not delayed, they would be able to receive Primo-Dubon at twelve o'clock.

"The young master is out."

Jian Meixi followed Cyril's line of sight——

The two long legs are wrapped in light blue skinny jeans, and the slim black coat perfectly sets off the boy's wide shoulders and wasp waist. As he walks, he opens and closes the open black coat slightly. Looking up, he has soft brown curly hair Messy but invisible, trembling with the boy's walking, more playful, the sea blue eyes are as calm as the sea at night, but somewhat lifeless.

"Hello, Master Primo, I'm Cyril-Blue, Mr. Aldrich's secretary, and I'm here to welcome you." Cyril introduced himself with a smile, and calmly took the suitcase in Primo's hand.

"Oh." Primo-Dubon's response was flat.

Jian Meixi took a step forward after Cyril looked at him with a smile, bent slightly, and said, "Hello, Master Primo, I am Jian Meixi from the Dunan PGB team. It is an honor to be your bodyguard and personal butler this time." .”

"Personal butler?" Primo's eyes on Jian Meixi are no longer dull, but there is a trace of dissatisfaction, and the tone of his mouth is full of rejection, "I don't need it."

Jian Meixi bent over and said, "I will do my best to serve you."

"Hey! I said--I don't! I want! I want to!"

Jian Meixi didn't speak any more, just kept bowing.

"Hey! Get up!" Primo frowned angrily, raised his chin slightly, and doubled his voice.

Jian Meixi stubbornly did not move.

"Hey! Did you hear that!"

"..."

The two were deadlocked like this, and the strange scene attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Hey!"

"Master." Seeing that the situation was not good, Cyril hurried forward to stop Primo, frowned and said in a low voice, "You can't get excited."

Primo lowered his gaze to look at Cyril beside him, inhaled slowly, then let out a heavy "hum" before striding away.

Cyril looked at Primo's furious back, then looked at Jian Meixi with satisfaction, lightly touched the outside of his upper arm with the back of his hand, and said, "Let's go, just follow the young master."

Cyril turned the key with his left hand while adjusting the interior rearview mirror with his right hand, and Primo sitting in the back row was reflected in the mirror.

After seeing himself in the rearview mirror, Primo kicked the driver's seat hard and said, "Drive!"

The car started slowly and headed west.

"How much longer?" Primo rested his right leg on his left leg and impatiently kicked the driver's seat with his dangling right foot.

"Come on, just wait until they record the fingerprints of the young master and Mr. Jian, and please wait patiently, the young master." Cyril replied with a smile, and then moved her buttocks forward.

"Hurry up! I'm sleepy!"

Cyril was kicked twice across the chair at the tailbone.

"The information entry is complete, three gentlemen, sorry to keep you waiting."

The security guards in the West Villa area appeared in time and rescued Cyril's tailbone.

The gate of the villa area opened slowly, and Cyril hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and drove in.

Cyril took out the suitcase from the trunk, locked the car, walked towards Primo and Jian Meixi who were standing at the garage door, and said, "Let's go, the main house is next to you."

The three walked to the side, and a tall black door came into view. Next to the door stood a man in a black suit with his arms folded against the wall.

"Mr. Song, I've been waiting for a long time."

The man stood up straight, put his hands down by his sides, and said, "If it wasn't for that Aldrich guy, I wouldn't have come out to wait for you, follow up! I'll take you to see him."

Primo narrowed his eyes and stared at the man's back as he turned and left. With his hands in his coat pockets, he squeezed his hands in the middle, and said displeasedly as he walked towards the door, "Let's go!"

Jian Meixi slowly approached Cyril, and the two silently followed Primo side by side and staggered two steps.

"Which gentleman is he?" Jian Meixi asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Song is Mr. Aldrich's PGB named Song Shunhua."

"PGB!" Jian Meixi was surprised—it turned out that he was the senior who was on a mission.

Thinking of Song Shunhua's attitude just now, Jian Meixi said hesitantly: "But, he..."

Cyril smiled and said, "Mr. Song is actually very kind, but his temper is rather unique."

"Ah—" Jian Meixi nodded, looking at Song Shunhua with a probing expression.

"What are you doing? Take a walk and watch the time."

"Sorry, Master Primo."

Jian Meixi and Cyril didn't dare to chat anymore, and followed Primo with long legs.

"Aldrich, here we come."

Jian Meixi looked in Song Shunhua's direction, and a very tall man happened to stand up from the sofa. Next to him, Song Shunhua, who was taller than Jian Meixi at 180cm, was also shorter than him by a forehead.

"Thanks for your hard work." Aldrich first said to Song Shunhua with a smile, but only got a roll of his eyes.

Aldrich didn't care, then turned to look at Primo and said, "Eat or rest first?"

"Rest, I'm sleepy." Primo yawned in cooperation.

"Okay." Aldrich said to the butler who had been waiting beside him, "Take Master Primo to his room."

"Yes." The housekeeper took the suitcase from Cyril's hand, looked at Primo and said, "Master Primo, please follow me."

Jian Meixi's gaze followed Primo up the stairs to the second floor.

"Don't worry, it's still safe at home." Aldrich saw Jian Meixi's eyes and said, "Mr. Jian Meixi, Primo is a difficult child, and I'll ask you to take care of it later."

"This is what I should do, Mr. Aldrich." Jian Meixi leaned on her right chest with her left hand, slightly bent over her luggage and said, "Thank you for giving me your trust."

Aldrich smiled politely and said, "Let Songzi take you to your room first, and tell the housekeeper if you still need anything."

Song Shunhua looked up at Aldrich, frowned slightly and said, "Don't call me Songzi!"

Aldrich was not angry but smiled at Song Shunhua.

"Tch!" Song Shunhua looked away, looked at Jian Meixi and said, "Come with me."

Jian Meixi silently followed Song Shunhua, raising her eyes from time to time to see Song Shunhua's legs ascending the steps.

"Follow up."

"what?"

"Hey!" Song Shunhua grabbed Jian Meixi's shoulder and lifted him to his side, saying, "Aren't you my entourage, follow me as your tail!"

"No, it's not..."

"Huh——" Song Shunhua took a deep breath, and muttered in a low voice, "That 'Mother Sang' released such a little white rabbit to control the stinky young master, isn't that bullying people?"

Mother Sang - Jian Meixi repeated it silently in her heart, but kept silent on her lips.

"Jane Meixi, right?"

"Ah? Yes, Senior Song just call me Meizi."

Song Shunhua waved his hand and said, "Senior, it's exempt, I'm only 22, just call me pine nuts, I'm just in the same pile as you."

"Okay, pine nuts." Jian Meixi obediently agreed and didn't know what else to say.

Relying on his height advantage, Song Shunhua could just turn his head and see Jian Meixi's trembling hair on top of his head. Matched with his handsome face, he looked obedient and easy to bully.

"plum."

"Ok?"

Song Shunhua pushed open the door of the room prepared for Jian Meixi, and said: "If the young master doesn't listen to you and runs around, you can use some skill to restrain him at the right time."

"Huh?" Jian Meixi withdrew her gaze from looking at the room, and looked at Song Shunhua suspiciously.

Song Shunhua clasped his hands, leaned against the wall, and said in a low voice: "Some rich people don't regard bodyguards as people, but as shields, and they just throw them out when there is danger, so if the young master is self-willed Don't worry about him, don't forget that you have relatives and friends besides the mission."

After finishing speaking, Song Shunhua stood up straight with a wave of his hand, and was about to let Jian Meixi take a good rest. When he raised his eyes, his eyebrows raised in fright at the full of emotion in Jian Meixi's eyes.

"Thank you, Pine Nut."

Song Shunhua waved his hands uncomfortably, and said: "Then you rest, the young master lives next door to you." After speaking, he fled away as if flying.

Jian Meixi's moved eyes followed all the way, and Song Shunhua didn't feel that she was cut off from her eyes until she closed the door.

"You're ruthless, Old Turtle Wen, let such a ruthless character fight against the young master." Song Shunhua rubbed his arms, shook his head and went downstairs.

As soon as Song Shunhua appeared at the corner of the stairs, Aldrich put down the coffee in his hand, stood up and looked at him and said, "Is everything arranged?"

Song Shunhua rolled his eyes again, and said: "Is there anything to arrange, if you only look at the qualifications as a bodyguard, Meizi has more experience than me."

Aldrich nodded, sat down again, and then patted the empty sofa beside Song Shunhua.

Song Shunhua raised his chin, and let out a disdainful "hum" from his nose.

"That's it." Aldrich opened a ring box that looked like a goddess of light butterfly from the Primo suitcase, and said with a regretful tone, "Then this latest diamond ring designed by Master Tiny is only for me to appreciate."

Song Shunhua's ears perked up when Aldrich mentioned the name Tiny, and his eyebrows were raised, trying to see the ring in Aldrich's hand clearly.

"Alas——no one appreciates it, the precious jade is dusty." Aldrich deliberately raised the ring box high, but blocked it tightly with his hands.

Song Shunhua crossed his arms, tapped the floor with his right foot twice, and then rushed over with a brisk stride, grabbed the "Bright Goddess Butterfly" like white waves floating on the blue sea, and said viciously: "Tricking me on purpose, right? Are you going to go to heaven if you have too much methane in your fart!"

Aldrich shook his head and shrugged, and said, "I didn't catch you, didn't you come here unwillingly?"

"Cut! If my fish is also a man-eating shark, dare to catch me and bite you to death!"

Song Shunhua sat down on the single sofa, glared at Aldrich, then carefully opened the ring box, carefully admiring the three-carat diamond on the diamond ring.

"Hey! Do you have white gloves?"

"Yes." Aldrich took out the white gloves he had prepared and handed them to Song Shunhua.

After Song Shunhua put on the gloves, he couldn't wait to take out the diamond ring carefully, and looked at it carefully.

It was clearly the diamond ring that his family wanted this year, but Aldrich let a bodyguard give it to him.

"You're so talented to be my bodyguard. You really don't want to go to country M to work for my uncle?" Aldrich moved to the end of the sofa close to Song Shunhua at some point, and wanted to squeeze Song Shunhua's small size with the advantage of his long hands earlobe.

"Snapped!"

Song Shunhua slapped Aldrich's "salty pig's hand" open, glared at Aldrich until he sat down obediently, then looked at the diamond ring in his hand again, lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Dun'an is kind to me. It's not that Mr. Huai paid off my debts, maybe I can't become man-eating sharks, but I can become their food."

"That's right." Aldrich said, relaxing and leaning against the sofa, "but it's really a pity."

"What a pity, you evil capitalists! You are not satisfied with Tiny masters." Song Shunhua slammed the ring box on, and finally squeezed it lightly, and stuffed it back into Aldrich's hand reluctantly.

Aldrich put the ring box on the tea table casually, leaned towards Song Shunhua, and said in a low voice that was magnetic and hoarse: "It's a pity that you didn't meet me first, otherwise there might be a good plot of gratitude .”

"Fuck!" Song Shunhua pressed Aldrich's face forward with a palm, pushing Aldrich's head back ninety degrees and said, "Take medicine if you are sick, don't treat me like a little girl. , Lao Tzu is a pure man! Take a handle!"

After roaring, Song Shunhua turned around and ran upstairs.

Aldrich looked at Song Shunhua's white and rosy neck, and let out a magnetic laugh from his throat—a little squirrel.

"Well——" Aldrich stretched his waist, picked up the ring box on the coffee table, got up and walked upstairs and said, "Then I'll take a lunch break too, and I have to go to work in the afternoon. If I don't have a good rest, how can I be a 'boss' to tease squirrels?" ?”

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Love from my mother-the glutinous rice balls are so greasy!