The air in front of him sank, and Jing Yi’s stiff spine felt numb. The hand that had been around him just now gently pressed against the skin of his cheek, wrapping his face.

The beeping warning revealed Li Wenzhao’s confused heart. Jing Yi stayed where he was, acquiescing to the man’s request for a kiss, and Li Wenzhao’s kiss followed.

Jing Yi grabbed the bed sheet nervously and closed his eyes slightly.

The moment their lips touched, the beeping sound in Jing Yi’s ears became louder and louder. Li Wenzhao kissed him very gently. Such a strong and steady man had soft lips. When the beeping sound reached a certain critical point, the man pried open his teeth with a little strength.

If there was light at this moment, one could see Jing Yi’s flushed face. His arms involuntarily let go of the bed sheet and instead grabbed Li Wenzhao’s clothes, leaving two small wrinkles on the expensive handmade suit.

Li Wenzhao smelled warm and pleasant. Jing Yi’s thoughts were confused. He tried hard to learn how to breathe in the man’s increasingly deep kiss, but he was not as smart as Li Wenzhao who could learn without any instruction. He soon became short of breath.

In the dark bedroom, only some neon lights at night fell on the window. The surroundings were quiet, and two figures leaning against each other could be vaguely seen, breathing rapidly.

Jing Yi was kissed until he was short of breath, his waist was shaking so much that he could hardly sit still, and Li Wenzhao easily hugged him, his clothes were slightly lifted, and the damp and cold air penetrated into him.

Jing Yi shivered violently, not sure whether it was because of the cold or the heat.

Li Wenzhao was shaken back to his senses by this shake. He slowly let go of Jing Yi, listening to his soft and rapid breathing, and then he collapsed in his arms, somewhat weakly.

“Sorry, are you cold?” Li Wenzhao asked in a hoarse voice.

His voice was a few notes lower than usual, and Jing Yi felt his ears being tickled. “No, I’m fine.”

Although he said he was fine, all ten of his fingers were frozen cold.

Li Wenzhao quickly pulled open the quilt and wrapped Jing Yi up. He was annoyed by his impulsiveness and frowned slightly: “Stay still.”

Jing Yi grabbed the quilt, inexplicably wanting to stick to Li Wenzhao: “Are you going to repair the line?”

Li Wenzhao had already notified the maintenance personnel when he was checking the lines. He estimated the time and it should be time now: “Well, stay in the quilt and warm up. You won’t be cold soon.”

There was a knock on the door, and Li Wenzhao got up and went out. Jing Yi sat stupidly in the quilt, his face and mouth still hot. After a moment, he seemed to realize what happened, his face was red and blood was about to drip, and he buried his head in the pillow and didn’t come out.

They kissed.

He kissed Li Wenzhao.

Jing Yi shyly wrapped the quilt tightly around himself. His nostrils were still filled with the warm and pleasant scent of Li Wenzhao. He felt like he was about to explode.

Half an hour later, the line was restored, the room gradually became warmer, and there was hot water in the bathroom. Jing Yi took off his bulky coat and took a hot bath.

When he came out, he saw Li Wenzhao sitting beside the bed. Jing Yi paused. Li Wenzhao heard the noise and turned around to call him over.

After taking a bath, Jing Yi thought he had become free from desire, but he didn’t expect that his cheeks would become hot again when he saw Li Wenzhao.

“What…” He just opened his mouth when the phone on the bedside table rang at an inopportune time.

It’s an unfamiliar number.

After the call was connected, a calm male voice came from the other end: “Jing Yi?”

Jing Yi wasn’t sure who this person was and uttered a faint “ah”.

“I heard you were sick. How are you? Are you recovered now?”

Jing Yihu frowned and looked at his phone, feeling bad: “Who are you?”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Jing Yi was confused: “If you don’t say anything, I will hang up.”

Before my finger touched the hang-up button, a voice came from the other end: “This is Dad.”

At that moment, Jing Yi’s mind flashed with Shen Shubai’s annoying face, and then the countless harassing text messages that Shen Shubai sent him out of boredom.

The protagonist doesn’t want to send text messages anymore, so he wants to play a game of increasing seniority with him?

Jing Yi frowned and replied angrily: “I am your father!”

Telephone:”……”

Jing Yi hung up the call after cursing. Li Wenzhao saw that his expression was not right, “Who is looking for you?”

Jing Yi showed the screen of his mobile phone: “It’s a scam call.”

There are more and more scammers nowadays, and they are not skilled in their business. They always call him “Dad”. Jing Yi curled his lips, saying that he doesn’t have a father.

Li Wenzhao lowered his eyes and swept his gaze across the slightly familiar numbers on the screen. His eyes paused slightly, and he looked up at Jing Yi in disbelief.

“What’s wrong?” Jing Yi was confused.

Li Wenzhao stared at him for a while, and seeing that he really didn’t understand, a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he said playfully: “Our housekeeper Jing, can’t you even recognize your own father’s voice?”

Jing Yi froze for a moment.

……ah?

ah?

Li Wenzhao tapped the call record on the screen: “This is your father’s number, you didn’t save it?”

Jing Yi was shocked. Where could he save it? The phone belonged to the original body, and there was no contact information for his parents in the address book. Moreover, the original body was a marginal NPC character, and his family background was not mentioned at all in the entire text. How could he know…

It turns out that the real Butler Jing has a father.

“Young Master.” Jing Yi frowned and thought seriously, “Do you think that my brain was injured after I fell off the cliff last time, causing my memory to become confused and I started talking nonsense… How credible is this statement?”

Li Wenzhao: “…”

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No matter how much Jing Yi resisted meeting his original body’s family, the old housekeeper Jing still came to his house early the next morning.

Jing Yuanming has been the butler of the Li family for his entire life and has worked diligently for more than 30 years. He is an indispensable and important supporting character in typical domineering CEO novels. However, due to his old age and frailty, he had to retire from his position and obtain the consent of the Li family to send his rigorous and conscientious son to work in the Li family.

Upon learning that Jing Yi had accidentally fallen into the water and had been in a coma for more than ten days, Jing Yuanming wanted to come and see him, but he had been living in the countryside for a long time to recuperate, and it was inconvenient for him to go back and forth. Also, Li Wenzhao was blocking the way, so it was delayed until now.

Jing Yuanming was picked up by Uncle Lin. When he saw that Jing Yi did not live in the main residence of the Li family, his expression changed.

“Uncle Jing.” In the living room, Li Wenzhao personally received the elderly housekeeper. “Please sit down. Would you like some chrysanthemum tea?”

“Thank you, young master, for remembering my hobby.” Jing Yuanming thanked him and turned his gaze slightly: “Why did you live here, young master?”

Li Wenzhao took a sip of tea and said, “It’s close to the company, so it’s convenient.”

Jing Yuanming nodded, and when he saw Jing Yi was nowhere to be seen, he asked, “Where is my good-for-nothing son?”

Jing Yi, who was peeking in the corner, said: “…”