Pathological Young Master x Little Follower

"I remember the last time a Ghost Clan player turned into a pink pig, hahaha. The key point is that I didn't even turn into something cute, this game is too messed up."“...”A human girl wasn't standin...Ning Shu nodded.

The butler turned and continued, "Oh, by the way, although Master is very self-disciplined. He occasionally has trouble sleeping, so if he hasn't woken up by the time it's supposed to be morning, please do help."

Ning Shu nodded and agreed.

While he was fine with the butler leaving, a sense of confusion settled over him afterwards.

So not only does he have to raise Gu Chen's favorability and act like his little lackey, but now he also has to wake him up

What if Gu Chen has morning anger With someone like him, if he gets morning anger, it would definitely be terrifying.

Ning Shu regretted agreeing so quickly.

About ten minutes later, Gu Chen came down from upstairs. He was wearing a Western school uniform, looking elegant and noble, like a character who walked out of a comic book.

Ning Shu had seen some wealthy children, but he had never met someone as perfect as Gu Chen.

Perhaps his gaze lingered a little too long.

The boy's gaze followed her like a shadow the next second.

Ning Shu quickly lowered her head.

Naturally, he missed it. Gu Chen looked at him for a long while, a slight smile playing on his lips.

This little thing, really thinks it secretly looked at him several times and he didn't notice

The teenager's gaze fell on the boy's slightly reddened earlobes when he lowered his head, and a dry mouth sensation washed over him again.

Gu Chen sat elegantly at his place at the dinner table.

Ning Shu didn't know what he was doing, so should he just stand aside and watch Gu Chen eat breakfast

He stealthily touched his stomach. He was a little hungry too.

Thinking his movements were concealed, he was unaware that they had all been seen by Gu Chen.

Gu Chen found that this little thing was becoming more and more interesting.

At first, he found Mr. Gu's actions uninteresting and laughable, but now, having this little thing by his side, it seemed... not bad

"Come, have dinner with me."

A melodious and graceful voice, like a cello, with a hint of magnetism, drifted in.

Ning Shu couldn't help but look up.

Blink.

The young man tapped his fingers on the table, his phoenix eyes gazing over. He said softly, "Besides you, would there be anyone else"

Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, but still obediently sat down.

He's still figuring out how to raise his favorability, naturally by following Gu Chen's lead.

Gu Chen looked at the boy opposite him and instructed the maid to add a set of bowls and chopsticks.

Seems like you're in a good mood.

His eyes fell on the boy's face. Ning Shu was handsome, very delicate, especially his eyes, which made people feel comfortable at first glance.

And it makes one wonder, when these eyes would cry, would they be glistening.

It will surely look especially beautiful.

Gu Chen smirked.

But on the other side, Ning Shu shivered. He remained silent, biting his lip lightly.

It feels like a huge pressure to have dinner with Gu Chen at the same table.

Ling Ling: "Ding, favorability 5."

Ning Shu was a little surprised. He was just racking his brain about how to increase favorability, when it came knocking right at his door.

He couldn't help but look at the boy opposite him.

A thought popped into my head, could it be...could it be that Gu Chen, despite his frightening appearance, actually felt lonely eating alone

Ning Shu thought about this and felt that the young man was actually quite pitiful. Others didn't know, but he knew very well that as a child of a wealthy family, he had to bear a heavy responsibility.

He felt a little less fear towards Gu Chen and bravely spoke, "Young...Master, can I keep eating with you from now on"h other every day and talk about some things. ...Xiao Heng's throat moved slightly, and he uttered, "In my dream, I... never wore a white dress made of gold, with a plain chest."But there was no reply...