The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

"..."

Xing Yi poured Jiang Ming a glass of milk and put it on the coffee table.

Then, he sat alone on the sofa beside him, lazily took out a Marlboro and lit it.

Jiang Ming looked down at the cup of pure, thick and sweet milk in front of him. On his calm face, he was handsome and serious.

"I don't like to drink this stuff, do you have tea?"

"It's because you're picky eaters that you can't grow tall. A child should look like a child. Give me moderation!"

"……Oh."

Jiang Ming didn't want to piss off the man in front of him who was easy to get angry, so he obediently picked up the cup and drank milk.

Looking up at the man leaning on the sofa and smoking with his legs crossed, Jiang Ming's beautiful pupils dimmed slightly.

Although the man in front of him looked unreliable, but his skills were not ordinary.

The little boy already felt it when he remembered the scene where Xing Yi took him to escape.

Even though his body was seriously injured, his strength was still surprisingly strong.

And this man's eyes are not the kind of murderous eyes, they are real murderous eyes, but they are still so bright and upright!

"...You're going to be in trouble."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ming opened his mouth lightly.Xing Yi turned his head to look at him, and shrugged helplessly.

"Hey, at least I saved you, so if you don't say thank you, you won't curse me."

It's not a curse, Jiang Ming knows his mother Lin Yeqing too well.Now, many people from Black Swan Castle are probably looking for him, Jiang Ming.

Although Jiang Ming didn't have a father, there was a man who was as strict and gentle to him as he was to Beitang Xing, and that was Beitang Yaori.

I heard from my mother that Beitang Yaori has a very good relationship with his father Jiang Bo, so Beitang Yaori naturally attaches great importance to Jiang Ming.

Now, Uncle Beitang must be so angry that Mingming ran away from home.

"Hi, what's your name?"

"Jiang Ming."

There was a flash of light in Xing's eyes, but he was still smoking lazily.

"My name is Xingyi."

"Oh."

Jiang Ming lowered his head, clutching the milk cup and gently rubbing it.This man is really strange. Usually when you meet a little boy like him who ran away from home, don't you always question him?

But the man in front of him didn't seem to care about it.

Looking at the silent Jiang Ming, Xing Yi extinguished the cigarette and dropped it in the ashtray, then took off his blood-stained white shirt and threw it aside.

**The upper body is strong and thin, with beautiful and tight muscle lines. The only fly in the ointment is a very dazzling Scorpio tattoo on the left arm.

"Hey, what's the name of Ming?"

"My name is Jiang Ming!"

"Whatever, go and do my laundry."

"What do you mean, you can do anything! You scorpion in heat!"

He, Jiang Ming, was a young master who was respected everywhere he went. It was the first time he was ordered to work like this, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Xing Yi didn't bother to care about this, he stood up and threw the bloody shirt on him, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

"I see that you also look like you don't want to go home now. In this case, until you find a place to live, I kindly take you in for a while, of course..."

Having said that, Xing Yi turned to look at Jiang Ming.

"In return, you will do what you can to me."

"...Crack!"

The door of the bathroom was closed, and soon there was the sound of running water.