A heartthrob's daily life through books [Quick Transmigration]

The next day, the three of them sat at the dining table to eat, and as usual, Juan Shuqing pushed the warm milk beside him to Weishen's dinner plate, and quietly ate the wonton with his eyes down.

Wei Ze watched Wei Shen drink up the warm milk in the cup, for some reason, he felt a little unhappiness in his heart, he stretched out his arm and took away the wonton from Juan Shuqing's hand, seeing the flickering look on the boy's face, Wei Ze Ze chuckled, raised his hand to comfort the boy's short, loose and neat hair, "I like to eat wontons."

Juan Shuqing lost the wontons that could still be eaten, and turned to look at the various Chinese and Western breakfasts on the table, without appetite.The food here lacked a lot of flavor compared to the exquisite meals he had eaten before.

"I'm done eating." Juan Qing got up, sat down on the sofa again, and read the newspaper in her hand.

Weishen frowned, turned around and told the housekeeper, "Housekeeper, prepare more wontons next time."

"Yes, master." The butler replied.

After Weishen finished his breakfast, he paused imperceptibly when passing by Juan Shuqing. Juanqingshu put away the newspaper and said goodbye to him. Weishen agreed and left the villa.

It's just too simple to say hello, but Wei Ze can see some warmth from this simplicity.

After eating, Weize got up and walked to Juan Shuqing, who also put down the newspaper and said goodbye to him. Weize agreed with Weishen, changed his shoes at the door, and left the villa.

After leaving the room, Wei Ze's tightly pursed lips showed a bit of a smile. The same treatment as Wei Shen made Wei Ze feel good.

During dinner, Weishen came back a little earlier, and unexpectedly saw Juan Qingshu wearing a Doraemon apron, the young man gave him a faint look, "I haven't seen a plain apron, can you ask the housekeeper to help me?" Buy one?"

Weishen, who was a little cute, stroked the smooth black hair on the boy's head, "This one suits you very well."

"Ok?"

Only then did Wei Shen realize that he had spoken out what was in his heart, coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment, and looked at the boy, "If you have anything to do, you can directly tell the housekeeper, you are my guest."

"I see." The boy replied.

"and also······"

"What?" the boy asked back.

"It's nothing."

Weishen originally wanted to say that there is an exclusive chef in the villa. As a guest, the boy does not need to cook in person, but he looked at the boy who seemed a little stretched in the kitchen because of his stature, and unexpectedly felt very good, a little warm, a little warmth.

"Mr. Wei, please wait a moment, please?"

"Well, I'm not in a hurry, take your time." Weishen thought that the young man might be slower to cook for the first time.He turned around and took a newspaper, and sat in the dining room.

Due to his lack of stature, the stove looked a bit high for Juan Qingshu. Juan Qingshu moved a small stool, stepped on it, waved a shovel, and mixed the vegetables and seasonings evenly.

The sleeves on both arms were turned up neatly, revealing the white arms and slender fingers covered under the sleeves.

Wei Ze stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at the boy's serious and delicate appearance. Seeing that the boy didn't notice him, he couldn't help but look at him for a while.Seeing the boy put the vegetables in the pot on a plate, Wei Ze sat back at the dining table, read the newspaper like Wei Shen, and waited for the food.

Juan Qingshu, who came over to serve the dishes, was a little surprised when he saw Wei Ze, "Is Master Wei Ze here too?"

"Well, aren't you welcome?" Wei Ze put down the newspaper and looked at the boy with raised eyebrows.

"Huh? No."

Juan Qingshu looked at the only three dishes and one soup, and wondered if there would be enough food for three people.

After the dishes were served, the three of them sat in their respective positions and ate quietly.

Juan Qingshu's life has always been very delicate.This kind of vision and personality is reflected in cooking, which means that Juan Qingshu's cooking art is almost comparable to the masters in the culinary world.

Wei Ze just took a sip of the light and tender tofu, and was overwhelmed by the comfortable taste. He raised his eyes to look at the side face with Shu Qingshu's drooping eyes, "When will you be able to cook?"

"When I was five years old."

"Where are your parents?" Wei Ze asked again.

Juan Qingshu remained silent and did not answer.

Facing Juan Qingshu's indifference this time, Wei Ze was rarely angry.He looked at the young man whose face was mostly covered by bangs, and said, "Your eyes are very good, you don't need to keep your head down all the time."

Juan Qingshu said yes, but still lowered her eyes to eat, and rarely raised her head.

Three dishes and one soup were eaten cleanly, and there was not even soup dregs left. After only drinking half a bowl of soup, Juan Shuqing got up and walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, took a carton of milk and went back to the room.

The next morning, it was obviously the most common breakfast, but the three of them lost their taste and couldn't eat it.Weishen and Weiqian looked at Juan Qingshu quietly, and condemned him calmly. Juan Qingshu looked into their eyes and asked lightly, "What do you two want to eat?"

Weishen: "burrito."

Wei Qian: "Noodles."

Rolling up her sleeves, revealing her delicate and pale forearms, she walked to the kitchen, took off Doraemon's apron and hung it on her chest, and stood on a small stool, her dexterous fingers fluttering among various ingredients and seasonings.

The boy put the burrito with scallions and a stack of side dishes in front of Weishen, and brought out a bowl of noodles with thin meat and chopped scallions in front of Weiqian, and sipped the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him.

Weishen finished eating the burrito in his hand, with an unsatisfied expression on his face, "Qingshu, I will eat burrito tomorrow morning."

Wei Ze, who was already drinking soup, poked his head out, "I will have noodles tomorrow."

"Yeah." The boy answered with downcast eyes.

Weishen looked at the young man's elegant posture while eating, thought of the young man's straight back when he was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, thought of the young man's every move full of aristocratic temperament, and couldn't help feeling that this young man was well-bred.

The three of them ate their breakfast unsatisfactorily, and dispersed separately.

After this period of recuperation, although the young man was still thin and weak, his face showed a bit of blood, and his body was no longer full of harsh bones, but some delicate flesh grew. show up.

Juan Qingshu's appearance, in this world, is also extremely handsome and delicate, coupled with the young man's paleness and weakness caused by the long-term painful life, it makes the maid who stays in the villa all the year round and seldom goes out give birth to a somewhat charming look. thought.

When those maids saw such a handsome, quiet and delicate young man who was a little weak after illness, they couldn't restrain their long-lasting love for spring.

A few timid maids would just secretly stare at the boy, and a few older and bolder maids would often even move their hands and feet when they were in love.

Until one day, the woman who had been in charge of wiping the young man's body since the operation of Juan Qingshu suddenly hugged the slender boy in front of her eyes, and kissed the delicate neck and back of the boy with warm lips and tongue, and Juan Qingshu tried to break free from her, However, his body has been weak for too long, and his root is injured, even the stronger maid can't break free.

Juan Qingshu's eyes were calm and cold.He stared indifferently at the woman sticking to his body, took advantage of the moment when the woman was defenseless, pushed her away, grabbed the bathrobe next to him and put it on his body, and walked out of the room quickly.The housekeeper noticed the wet water stains on the boy's body, and came over to ask him what's the matter, Juan Qingshu just shook his head, said nothing, and didn't want to mention anything.

During dinner, Juan Qingshu bid farewell to Weishen, Weishen and Weize were a little surprised, and asked in unison, "Where are you going?"

"I've been bothering you for a long time, and now my injury is mostly healed, so I can't continue to bother you two. Just in time, I also want to leave here and go for a walk."

Weishen nodded, indicating that he knew, "I'm going on a long trip recently, and the time will be a bit long. You will live in the villa first, so you should help me look after my house for a few days, and talk about your farewell when I come back."

Weishen didn't ask about Juan Qingshu's wishes, and only made his decision with an affirmative sentence.

"Only the doctor is here." The boy replied.

Wei Qian swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "Some time ago, there was an operation abroad that urged me for a long time, because there was always something in the country, so I put it off. Now that there is nothing in the country, I have to go out."

Wei Qian picks herself up without any trace, and pushes the ball to Wei Shen again.

Weishen turned to look at the young man, "I have several pots of orchids in my room, and I don't feel relieved to let the servants look at me. During the time I'm away, Qingshu can help me look after them while staying here."

Huajuan Qingshu in Weishen's room knew that there were millions of rare orchids, and it was extremely difficult to feed them. Juan Qingshu looked up at the two who had not given her the right to choose, and nodded with lowered eyes.

The next day, after eating the burritos the boy had prepared for him, Weishen said goodbye to the boy and left the villa.

Weishen drove to the airport, rested for a while in the VIP lounge, and then boarded the plane.Sitting on the first-class seat, he couldn't help but think of the boy's quiet appearance. In recent days, when he was working, the tall and silent figure of the boy often appeared in his mind, making him often want to go home and see juvenile.Weishen thought of the young man's farewell words in an instant, and felt a little bit of reluctance in his heart. He thought, should he stay for a while longer on this business trip, and wait for the young man's thoughts of leaving to fade away, and then talk to him about the things left behind. It will be easier too.

Wei Ze flew abroad in the early morning, but he didn't lie, there was indeed an operation abroad that he put off for a long time with various reasons.As for Juan Qingshu's departure, he is not worried, his brother will naturally find a way to keep the boy.