4-9: "Being spied on".
Huai Yan was startled.
He almost thought that the Ghost King had already told Jiang Feng about what happened between them.
But Huaiyan steadied herself and secretly observed Jiang Feng's expression.
He breathed a slight sigh of relief after finding that Jiang Feng looked normal.
That's right, he has already used the system's territory-enclosing talisman, and now the Ghost King can only be trapped in his room and cannot come out.
Moreover, when he went to the Taoist temple today, the Ghost King was still with him, so he probably didn't have a chance to meet Jiang Feng.
"I caught a cold last night," the boy said reproachfully to Jiang Feng, "You don't even care about me."
Jiang Feng smiled and took out a paper bag from behind him.
"Look what this is?"
Jiang Feng handed the paper bag to Huai Yan and said softly, "Your boyfriend still knows how to care for you."
Huaiyan blushed and accepted the paper bag.
He put his arm around Jiang Feng's shoulder, suppressed his nausea, and opened the yellow brown paper bag.
Inside was a box of Sanjiu Cold Remedy and a white plastic bowl.
There was probably food in the plastic bowl; when Huaiyan picked it up, she could feel its weight.
"...So stingy!" 073 couldn't help but exclaim as Huaiyan was halfway through disassembling the painting. "Jiang Feng is the stingiest male lead I've ever seen."
There is no other.
However, when Huaiyan took out the white plastic bowl and lifted the lid...
Each person and their system fell into an eerie silence.
It was a bowl of plain porridge.
The kind without even minced meat.
Huai Yan's lips twitched, unable to maintain her composure, and she asked with a trembling voice, "...Did you specially give this to me?"
Jiang Feng smiled smugly, without a trace of embarrassment in his eyes.
He stroked the boy's soft hair and whispered, "Baby, although I can't give you the best right now, but..."
"Anything that's mine, I can give you," Jiang Feng said with utmost seriousness.
Huaiyan: "..."
If the original owner of this body heard Jiang Feng's words, she would be overjoyed.
But to Huaiyan, this was nothing more than empty promises.
By both planning for the future and subtly whispering sweet nothings, she was sure to completely fool those love-struck individuals.
The original owner was one of them.
Huai Yan sighed in shock, not wanting to argue with Jiang Feng or make things worse for herself.
The best way to deal with this kind of person is to go up and punch him.
Huaiyan admitted that he had gotten an erection.
The fist hardened.
"...Thank you, Brother Feng." Huaiyan's eyes welled up with tears of pain as she nestled into the man's arms, saying tenderly, "I believe in you, and I will try my best too."
Try your best to get the Ghost King to kill you.
Jiang Feng knew nothing of this and said gently, "What nonsense are you talking about? With me here, you won't suffer."
The boy nodded, sobbing, his face streaked with tears, looking small and pitiful.
Jiang Feng thought Huai Yan was so moved that she choked up, and he was secretly delighted.
He gently stroked Huaiyan's back with his palm and said softly, "Crying again? Do you know how much your boyfriend loves you?"
Huaiyan nodded, her eyes blurry with tears.
Seeing his lover like this, Jiang Feng's heart softened, and he pulled the boy tightly into his arms.
Jiang Feng picked up the bowl of cold white porridge and coaxed gently, "Come on, eat something, and then take your medicine."
Huai Yan froze, staring at the bowl of white porridge with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.
To be honest, he really couldn't eat it.
In the past, although the boy had also eaten the lean meat porridge and shrimp porridge made by Fu Tingyu.
However, the ingredients in that porridge were all flown in that day by Fu Tingyu, so the taste was naturally incomparable to plain porridge.
The porridge made by Fu Tingyu is actually a very nourishing dish, containing many precious medicinal herbs.
In addition, Huaiyan also enjoyed the excellent cooking of Bai Wenzhou.
Bai Wenzhou came from a wealthy family, and the only thing Huaiyan knew was that he was born into a prominent clan.
A man from such a distinguished family would naturally use ingredients of extremely high quality.
Even if Bai Wenzhou is occasionally not home, there is still a nanny.
Moreover, in this dimension, the Huai family's villa also has several private chefs.
Having stayed here for a few days, Huaiyan really didn't suffer any hardship.
So now, I'm facing this bowl of white porridge that's almost completely cold.
Huaiyan even felt a little nauseous.
But Jiang Feng kept looking at him with an expectant gaze, his eyes shining.
Huaiyan gave a forced, dry laugh and scooped up a spoonful of white porridge.
Jiang Feng's expectant gaze turned into one of delight.
"How is it?" he asked in a low voice. "I made it myself, I don't know how it tastes."
Huaiyan's hand holding the spoon froze.
He said it smelled burnt.
"tasty."
The boy smiled softly, his features exquisite. "Delicious, everything you make is delicious."
Jiang Feng was overjoyed.
He felt better now that he had captured Huaiyan's heart.
I don't know who it was, but someone on the forum insisted that he and Huaiyan were dating.
Currently, more than half of the posts on the forum are criticizing Jiang Feng.
It's simply because Huaiyan is popular, good-looking, and the only heir of the Huaishang Group.
No one can dislike Huai inkstones.
In contrast, Jiang Feng appeared to be in a much more awkward position.
Most people felt that he was not good enough for Huaiyan.
What truly made Jiang Feng feel threatened was another post on the forum.
Someone said they saw a very young professor in the college pursuing Huai inkstones.
It's said that the professor is very popular, and every class is packed; sometimes you can't even get a spot by registering for the class.
However, Jiang Feng didn't pay much attention to that teacher.
What he cared about was whether Huaiyan would break up with him.
Only then did Jiang Feng finally feel completely at ease.
The boy seemed to rely on him a lot and was very obedient, completely unlike his usual aloof demeanor at school.
Similarly, this greatly aroused Jiang Feng's vanity.
After all, the person lying in his arms now is not just anyone, but the future heir to a conglomerate that will hold absolute power.
Jiang Feng couldn't contain his excitement.
Anyway, in the future, all these things, including everything Huaiyan owns now, will be his.
"That's a deal then." Jiang Feng lifted the boy's delicate chin with satisfaction. "You're not allowed to leave me."
The boy nodded, his neck flushed, extremely shy.
He let Jiang Feng feed him porridge, looking obedient and well-behaved, like a fragile butterfly.
Jiang Feng lowered his eyes, looked at the person in his arms, and involuntarily swallowed.
He naturally placed the white porridge on the coffee table, and then gently took the boy's wrist.
"Baby." Jiang Feng lowered his head, wanting to find Huai Yan's lips.
He gripped Huaiyan's chin tightly, his lips drawing ever closer.
As their breaths mingled, an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere arose.
Huaiyan kept her eyes tightly closed, trying to use the same trick again, but turned her head away to avoid the somewhat inexplicable kiss.
Fortunately, though.
Just as Jiang Feng's lips were a few centimeters away from touching, a sudden draft swept through the living room.
The snowflakes that were dancing in the air were swept into the living room by the wind.
Then, for some reason, Jiang Feng's body stiffened, and a dense layer of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
He slowly straightened up and withdrew the kiss that had never been given.
Even after Jiang Feng hurriedly left the villa, Huai Yan still didn't understand what had happened.
Jiang Feng left, but he left behind a bowl of plain porridge.
073 shook his head and clicked his tongue in amazement, saying to Huaiyan, "You're so lucky, Brother Baizhou."
Huaiyan leaned back on the sofa, feeling somewhat exhausted.
The servants waiting nearby were quite perceptive.
Seeing that Huaiyan didn't move, she immediately stepped forward, picked up the trash can under the coffee table, and threw the white porridge into it.
Huai Yan didn't say anything, but just glanced at her expressionlessly.
The servant paused.
Finally, without hesitation, she took the remaining box of cold medicine and the paper bag from the table.
Huai Yan then looked away and said calmly, "If he comes looking for me again, just say I'm not here."
The servant quickly replied, "Yes, young master."
Huaiyan took a deep breath, stood up, and prepared to go upstairs.
He didn't care where that box of cold medicine ended up.
Perhaps the maid wouldn't throw it away, but would keep it for future use.
Huai Yan didn't mind, and didn't even care.
All he needs are those things, and he just wants them to never appear in front of him.
Furthermore, even if Jiang Feng gave that maid ten thousand boxes of cold medicine, it wouldn't be enough to atone for even a fraction of her sins.
In the original storyline, the maid died in an accident while protecting the original owner.
So now, a box of cold medicine is nothing.
Huaiyan casually went upstairs, thinking she would go to the bathroom later to change her clothes.
After being held by Jiang Feng for so long, he felt as if he had also absorbed Jiang Feng's aura.
Disgusting.
But just as Huaiyan was about to open the bedroom door, she paused.
He discovered that the system's land-marking symbols seemed to have stopped working.
When the land enclosure talisman is used, a golden, bright area will be drawn on the floor of the enclosed area.
This light can only be seen by the host.
But at this moment, Huaiyan discovered that the light had disappeared.
Will the Ghost King come out?
Will he inform Jiang Feng? What plan will they discuss?
For a moment, Huaiyan's mind was in a mess.
He blinked blankly, then suddenly realized that it didn't matter whether the bedroom door was open or not.
The Ghost King won't be inside.
But maybe it's a good thing.
In this way, Huaiyan can have some peace and quiet for the time being.
Huaiyan breathed a sigh of relief and opened the bedroom door with a relaxed attitude.
He randomly picked a pair of pajamas from the closet and then went into the bathroom.
Only when entering the bathroom.
Huai Yan had a strange feeling that he was being spied on.
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