Fang Xuchen turned from grief to appetite and ate all the food He Mingqiu prepared.

Two bowls of porridge, one bowl of noodles, and four breads.

After eating, I held the juice very expensively and took a deep breath.

He muttered, "Why isn't it blueberry flavor?"

“…”

On the side, He Mingqiu's mouth twitched.

He was very confused. How could people who slept three-quarters of a day be so edible?

I don't know where it has been consumed.

He Mingqiu's eyes were too explicit. Fang Xuchen glanced at him and snorted from his nose, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a handsome man drinking juice?"

“Or…”

Fang Xuchen became alert and took the juice into his arms, "Are you greedy for this young master's juice?"

He Mingqiu: "..."

He calmly removed the small table on the bed, and then said slowly:

"Young Master Greedy's juice is not enough. After all, I have no interest in the juice with the taste of turtle bone noodles."

The juice of the turtle bone noodles?

Question marks began to pop up in Fang Xuchen's mind.

Bizarre.

When he woke up, why did he start to understand what his housekeeper said?

Could it be that he traveled to a parallel plane?!

Fang Xuchen was shocked and looked shocked.

He stared at He Mingqiu with his eyes wide open, trying hard to find the difference from before.

I searched for a long time and couldn't see anything.

Asked as if nothing happened: "Butler He, what year is this year?"

He Mingqiu raised his eyebrows, "Federal calendar 520 years."

520 years, nothing wrong.

Fang Xuchen pointed to his face, "Who is this young master?"

He Mingqiu: "..."

He probably guessed what was thinking about Fang Xuchen. He was 100% asleep.

Having the heart, I wanted to tease Fang Xuchen for a while, so I said seriously: "You are Zhong Guoqiang, Young Master Zhong."

Fang Xuchen's sport was transformed for three seconds.

Screaming in surprise: "What, Zhong Guoqiang?!!"

"Who is Zhong Guoqiang? Why hasn't I ever heard of this young master?"

It's over, no, no, really, have you worn it to the parallel plane?

No wonder, no wonder he always feels full of weirdness today.

It turns out that the world has changed!

His face changed again and again.

Fang Xuchen was distraught and drank the juice in his hand. "Butler He, you can make blueberry salad for me now. I will let go and eat it, and eat it to the death."

“It’s better to have a blueberry salad every morning!”

He Mingqiu was confused, "Young Master isn't afraid of stomach problems?"

"Not afraid!" Fang Xuchen gritted his teeth bravely to death, "Since it is not the world of the past, it doesn't matter to me. At worst, I can wear it again!"

If he can return to his own world after he burp, wouldn’t that be a good thing?

"What nonsense is the young master talking about, why can't I understand?" He Mingqiu pretended to be confused.

Fang Xuchen was in a low mood, "Butler He, it's right for you to not understand, and I would rather not understand."

Wiped the tears that did not exist in the corner of his eyes and said depressedly: "I shouldn't have asked these things. How happy is it to lie quietly and wait for death."

No matter how he doesn't like the previous world, his sense of familiarity is better than the current parallel world.

well.

Things in the world are unpredictable.

He Mingqiu stopped teasing him, and said with a clear smile: "Young master, don't be nervous, our world is normal, and there has been no outrageous changes."

Fang Xuchen looked at him, "What does it mean?"

"The young master's name is Fang Xuchen, not Zhong Guoqiang."

Fang Xuchen's face sank, realizing that he had been teased, "Are you... playing tricks on me before?"
Chapter completed!