(Quick- wear) I'm a professional as a substitute

2

Opened the wardrobe, all men's shirts, the size is at least three sizes larger than he is now.

Ming Dynasty potted, he just hasn't grown up yet. When he eats more and makes up for it, he should be able to grow again in height.

He randomly chose a white shirt and put it on himself, even saving his pants.

The shirt just covered his buttocks, and he tore the neckline open, revealing two buttons on the top, revealing the delicate collarbone, but the bottom was meticulously tied, so he went downstairs with his two long straight legs bare.

There seemed to be someone waiting for him downstairs, a middle-aged uncle.

"Master Ming, are you awake? But are you hungry?"

Ming Dynasty sat on the side of the rectangular dining table and nodded reservedly.

The original owner has long bangs, and his temperament is also gloomy, giving people a feeling of being unpleasant, and that face can still be punched.

The butler calmly looked around Ming Dynasty and then withdrew his gaze. His attitude was neither humble nor silent. Naturally, he couldn't say how respectful he was. Although he hid well, the contempt in his eyes was caught by Ming Dynasty.

"Is there anything to eat?"

The original owner had a hard time when he was a child, and he was really not picky about what to eat. As long as he ate it in one bite, he would be very happy if he was full, but that was the original owner. As for the Ming Dynasty...

He is not a master who will treat himself badly, and he is careful in food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

"Yes, Young Master Ming!"

After a while, the butler brought the simple four dishes and one soup. The dishes looked good, but there was no meat.

"are these all?"

Before Ming picked up the chopsticks, he calmly glanced at the housekeeper.

"Yes, Young Master Ming, if you have any other needs, I can prepare it for you tomorrow."

"Oh."

In the Ming Dynasty, he used it for a little while, but he still felt very uncomfortable.

It's just that although the butler is well hidden, the contempt in Ming Dynasty's eyes can still be felt.

After eating and drinking, Ming Dynasty wiped his mouth.

"You must know my origin, but I'm not a spoiled young master, so call me Ming Dynasty."

The housekeeper's face was gloomy, but the Ming Dynasty didn't give him a chance to continue talking, so he raised his feet and left. After all, he was really tired, and even walking somewhere was in pain.

Ming Dynasty's room was the innermost on the west side of the second floor. The room was not large, but it was enough for him to live there.

The east side should be the master bedroom, the room of the golden owner's father who takes care of him. Next to the master bedroom is the second bedroom next to the master bedroom. The decoration is luxurious and elegant. If he guessed correctly, this room is It is reserved for the white moonlight in the heart of the future gold master's father.

Ming Dynasty potted, yawned, and went back to his room.

Ming Dynasty slept very deeply this time. When he woke up, it was past three in the afternoon. He stretched his body and prepared to go downstairs to stroll outside the villa, but was stopped by the sudden appearance of the housekeeper.

The Ming Dynasty thought that this housekeeper was a ghost? There was no sound when walking, so he was also taken aback.

The butler stared gloomily at Ming Dai with an expressionless face and said, "The boss has explained, it's better for Young Master Ming not to leave this villa."

Ming Dynasty shrugged noncommittally.

Does this treat him like a canary in a cage? After all, he was just a bought and invisible substitute for someone else, a plaything.

The Ming Dynasty remembered his identity very clearly, and there was no unreasonable thinking.

He wouldn't think about the trouble of going to Bai Yueguang because of jealousy like the original owner. When Bai Yueguang came back, he would pack up and get out, and then find the true love of this body.

So happy, so perfect.

"Master Ming, the boss sent someone to prepare it for you, saying that he will take you out at night." The butler looked a little impatient, but thinking of the background of the person in front of him, he said patiently, "The boss likes to be punctual. People, Young Master Ming had better clean up as soon as possible, and don't let the boss wait."

"Thank you, uncle butler."

The Ming Dynasty cleverly took over several paper bags that were packed in the housekeeper's hand.

Inside are all designer clothes.

When the next generation has sorted himself out, the headlights are turned on downstairs.

? ?

?

?

?

? ?

"drive!  "