Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

She wanted to give the most beautiful things in the world to that beautiful boy.

She broke a branch of the most beautiful and noblest orchid from the flower room. In order to give it to him, she secretly stood outside the window of Luo's villa for a long, long time.

He saw her.

"What are you doing sneakily here?"

She gave him orchid, turned her head and ran away.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

What will this little fool give him?

"What are you doing there?"

Qiao Nanchu also came out.

Later, following Xue Baoyi, when he saw the orchid in Jiang Zhi's hand, he began to tease people: "Oh, I got the flowers." He winked, and was not serious, "Brother Zhi, which girl?" Inside, I didn't see anyone.

girl?

It's a little bald.

Jiang Zhi didn't like flowers, so he squeezed it in his hand and glanced at it, but didn't throw it away: "Stop talking nonsense."

Xue Baoyi is at the age of Huaichun. After riding the girl out on a motorcycle to play mahjong a few times, she thinks she is a'love saint', and she looks like a person who came here: "Why did I talk nonsense? I gave you flowers. It must be right. You secretly promised it."

"You can't close your mouth, right?" Jiang Zhi took the orchid and entered the house.

Xue Baoyi was behind and raised an eyebrow at Qiao Nanchu: "Look at him, his face is red."

Qiao Nanchu took a look, and it was really red.

That flower was brought back to the Jiang family by Jiang Zhi. It was the most precious flower in the Luo family's flower house. Naturally, Luo San couldn't help but beat it.

In the evening, Tang Guangji came back and brought the meat back. He called Luo San who was limping on foot and gave her the packed meat: "Go upstairs and eat."

She was beaten during the day and her feet were a little lame, but she was very happy and happily carried the meat to the attic.

Tang Guangji muttered in the back: "I'm too thin, so get more meat for her."

He Xiangxiu hum: "It would be nice to have food."

There is no meat to eat, the Luo family wants to teach her that eating too much can also be a reason for being beaten.

Luo San heard Tang Guangji's words, and she felt that Jiang Zhi was so thin that he would eat meat when he became thin.

Later, when Tang Guangji was not at home, when He Xiangxiu did not watch her, she would secretly go to the kitchen, steal meat for Jiang Zhi to eat, and save all the medicine she needed to take when she was sick, and hide it in the pillow core. When the weaving came, they were given to him, because he was in poor health and always had to take medicine.

Later, it was winter, Jiang Zhi was afraid of the cold and rarely came to Luo's house.

Later, as long as Luo San had some free time, he would go to the gate of Luo's house to squat, waiting aimlessly, waiting and waiting, waiting for the person who made her happy when she saw it.

She recognizes Jiang's car, so she can recognize it from far away.

"Little Master."

Jiang Zhi stopped: "You go first."

Jiang Chuan hesitated for a while and obeyed his instructions.

"Come out." Jiang Zhi stood at the gate of Luo's house and didn't walk inside.

On both sides of the door there was a cedar tree of four to five meters high. Luo San moved out from behind the tree, cringing and cringing.

Jiang Zhi looked at her: "Why are you hiding here?"

Waiting for you.

Her small dark face is too thin, and her eyes are big.

It was already winter, and the winter in the Imperial Capital was very cold and cold. It rained in the morning, and the rain that hadn't dried on the ground soon became thin ice.

In this weather, she only put on a work jacket on the outside of her single garment, with five characters printed on the jacket-Jia Jia Le Furniture.

Jiang Zhi frowned: "The Luo family won't even buy you clothes?"

Regarding Luo San, he asked the old lady of his family, saying that the Luo family called the child an adopted son, but it seemed that the children were treated better than the adopted son.

He glanced at her hand and was so cold that he took off his down jacket and said, "Put it on."

She didn't answer, looking at him with bright eyes.

He was also afraid of the cold, and shivered, urging her in a vicious voice: "If you let you wear it, you can wear it, don't dawdle."

The down jacket is short, black, and he wears a white sweater inside, the same color as snow.

The down jacket is good-looking, so is he. She took it, held it for a while, and put it on.

Little fool.

With the clothes left, Jiang Zhi twisted his head and left.

She ran to follow, just one or two meters behind, following firmly.

The teenager in front turned around and said to her: "Don't follow me."

She stood on tiptoe, silently, lightly, and sneakily... followed.

Follow along!

The teenager in front deliberately walked faster, and the little bald head at the back followed suit.

It rained in the morning, and there was thin ice on the ground right now. He walked too fast, and he leaned back as soon as the soles of his feet slipped. She immediately walked three steps and two steps, then hugged him and stuck behind him. A horse step, firmly supporting his waist.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

This **** posture!

He cursed bad weather in his heart, his face didn't change color, he stood up straight, and glanced at the hand still resting on his waist: "You still don't let go!"

Two boys, so supporting, what do they look like!

Luo San quickly let go, her hands were dirty, and he happened to be wearing a white sweater again, leaving a few black handprints where she had grasped.

Dirty!

Jiang Zhi dusted the sweater, did not dust off the two prints, hummed, and walked forward.

Luo San followed behind, fearing that he would fall again, spreading his hands and striding behind him, walking behind him like a crab.

The young man in front glanced back and said with a smile, "Fool."

The fool laughed happily.

When Jiang Zhi was "escorted" back to the house, Luo San went to sweep the floor, sweeping the road when he came, and the light rain was intermittent. She was afraid that the road would freeze, and she was afraid of falling him, so she paved the road that day. A layer of coarse sand. The road is not slippery, just dirty shoes.

In the afternoon, Luo San was called by the second lady.

"You made the sand on the road?"

Luo Ying and Luo Ying never let her enter the villa. They all stood outside the courtyard. It was too cold. The open-air swimming pool was covered with thin ice because there was no one to take care of it.

Luo San nodded.

Luo Yinghe threw the changed sneakers on her: "Wash me clean."

Oh.

She squatted down and picked up the shoes.

Luo Yinghe was about to go in and found her clothes: "Where did you get your clothes?"

Jiang Zhi gave her a much older dress, like a child wearing adult clothes.

Luo Yinghe stared at her down jacket: "Steal it."

Luo San immediately shook his head.

How could it not be stolen, such an expensive brand. Luo Yinghe decided that her hands and feet were dirty: "I used to steal food, and now I steal clothes." She stepped forward and grabbed Luo San's sleeve. "Can you afford such expensive clothes?" Command, "Take it off."

Luo Santou, who couldn't fight back or scolded, fought back, holding her clothes with one hand and pushing Luo Yinghe with the other.

Luo Yinghe staggered back, and the fire became louder: "I told you to take it off!"

Luo San turned his head to run.

Luo Ying and a handful of the hat that grabbed her down jacket, pulled her hard, followed the inertia of falling backward, and pushed her into the swimming pool.

With a thud, water splashed everywhere.

As soon as a servant heard the sound, she saw the second lady standing by the swimming pool with arms akimbo, and said angrily: "You have soiled my swimming pool. If you don't clean it, don't come up!"

In the swimming pool is Luo San, fluttering.

"Second Miss," said the servant, "he doesn't seem to know how to swim."

Luo Yinghe snorted: "You can drown him or not." She stood there watching.

Not far away, the servants of the Luo family came out to watch the excitement, and they talked in private.

"Isn't that Luo San?"

"Yes."

"He ran into the second lady and was sent off to wash the pool."

"A fool is a fool, and he doesn't know to drain the water."

"..."

Jiang Chuan led the way, and was telling Jiang Zhi that the old lady called him back, when the people behind suddenly ran away.

"Little Master!"

Jiang Chuan took a step slower, and watched the young man who could pant on foot jumped into the swimming pool. It was over, it had to be half-life...

Too caught off guard, Luo Yinghe didn't even see who went down: "Who jumped down?"

The servant saw Jiang Chuan who was in a hurry: "It looks like it's Young Master Jiang."

Luo Yinghe panicked: "Don't hurry down and save people!"

When people picked it up, it was Jiang Zhi!

Jiang Zhi could not swim. It was cold today, and the water in the pool was bitterly cold. He was poor and weak. He drank a lot of water. The cold water entered his lungs. He was seriously ill and killed half his life.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Zhi had a high fever and remained unconscious.

He was groggy when he heard a rough voice calling him.

"Jianzhi."

"Jianzhi."

"Jianzhi."

His eyelashes quivered, he couldn't open his eyes, and he was dazed.

On the head of the bed, a little bald head was lying on his stomach.

"Jiang Zhi." She wiped her hand on her body, holding his hand, "I will treat you well in the future."

She said, her eyes red: "I will treat you very well."