Ying Tongchen suddenly fell into unreasonable anxiety.

"Come and eat." Zhuo Shu shouted.

He walked to the table, looked at the sumptuous lunch on the table, and two plates of crabs. As soon as his anxiety dissipated, he sat down and prepared to eat.

"You just eat like this?" Zhuo Shu glanced at him, took out a dry towel from the bathroom, and threw it on his head, "Wipe it, the hair is still dripping."

Ying Tongchen casually wiped it twice and continued to peel the crabs.

"What are you wiping?" Zhuo Shu asked to rework, "Wipe it dry again, be careful of catching a cold."

"Wait a minute, my hands are inconvenient right now, I'll just blow it after I finish eating." Ying Tongchen lowered his head and ate some crab meat, indicating that he was not empty.

He ate happily and didn't notice the person on the other side get up and leave. After a while, a hot wind came from overhead.

He turned his head and saw Zhuo Shu plugged in a hair dryer beside him, blowing it on the top of his head, and stroking his hair with a pair of big hands, allowing the hot air to spread out evenly.

Ying Tongchen straightened his waist subconsciously, and glanced at him from the corner of his head: "Mr. Zhuo, what are you doing?"

"I'm afraid that your water will drip into the dish, so how can I eat it." Zhuo Shu said angrily.

Ying Tongchen frowned, smiled silently, turned around and ate crabs in a muffled voice.

After the hair was dried, the crab had already eaten half of the plate.

Zhuo Shu put down the blower, and when he returned to the table, he saw a lot of vegetables in the bowl, and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, did Mr. Tianluo appear just now?"

Ying Tongchen nodded lightly: "Yes, yes."

"Then can you tell Mr. Tianluo for me, I want him to feed me personally." Zhuo Shu said with a smile.

Ying Tongchen smiled back: "Mr. Tianluo told you to get out."

Zhuo Shu looked indignant: "Damn snail."

After eating, the two went downstairs to check out. Ying Tongchen saw that he swiped the card without blinking, and whispered, "Don't come here all the time, it's not worth it."

Zhuo Shu blurted out: "Then go to your house?"

Ying Tongchen didn't expect that the rented apartment would really come in handy one day, so he nodded: "Yes."

"I don't want to go." Zhuo Shu thought about the narrow place, but there was nothing to do.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the suburban villa Mi Shu had seen before, with balcony, kitchen, swimming pool, back garden...

"Oh, by the way, I'll give you the car keys." The two walked outside the gate, and Ying Tongchen took out a bunch of keys, took off the Bentley's key, and reached out to return it, "Thanks, the experience is quite good."

"Really willing?" Zhuo Shu stared at his expression carefully.

"There's nothing you can do if you don't want to, after all, you paid for it." Ying Tongchen smiled, the work was over, and there was no need to show face in front of customers to support the scene. Naturally, it should be returned to the original owner.

Seeing that he had no regrets, Zhuo Shu couldn't help frowning, took the key, his eyes stayed on the keychain in his hand for a few seconds, and rolled into his palm together.

"Hey, you took my key away too." Ying Tongchen reminded him.

Zhuo Shu turned around and turned his back to him, not knowing what he was tinkering with. After a while, the key was back in his hands.

He double-checked it, and there were no missing parts...

Wait, Liu Lion's villain accessories are gone.

"Why did you take that thing down?" Ying Tongchen asked curiously, "You don't want to hide it yourself, do you?"

"How is it possible, what do you keep such an ugly thing for?" Zhuo Shu held the villain's accessories and threw it into the trash can not far away, "Dangtang, a big man, what are you doing with such a bells and whistles on the keys? Don't be afraid of people laughing."

Ying Tongchen didn't expect so much, and was simply too lazy to take it down. But listening to what he said, and thinking about it carefully, it's the same thing. If it is seen by the students, it will make a joke. If it is seen by Teacher Fu Lu, it will be even more serious.

"Okay, then I'll go home first, bye."

Zhuo Shu frowned slightly when he saw that he got into the taxi.

After thinking about it, this is fine. From frugality to luxury is easy, and from luxury to frugality is difficult. After driving a Bentley, he does not believe that Ying Tongchen can still feel comfortable in a taxi, which will also inspire his goals!

When Zhuo Shu drove the Bentley downstairs, he happened to meet Mi Shu and stopped her in time: "Is the house you saw last time still there?"

Mi Shu immediately replied: "The suburban ones are still there, and the ones in the city center have already been ordered."

"That's it, set it up for me, and pack it up by the way. I want to move in as soon as possible." Zhuo Shu said energetically.

Mi Shu followed behind him and said, "Boss, the suburbs are far from the company, so it's inconvenient to go to work."

"Who said I was going during work, of course to relax." Zhuo Shu walked into the elevator and pressed the close button.

Mi Shu looked down at his trembling legs, and her eyes flashed: "Understood. Oh, by the way, wasn't that car given to Mr. Ying just now? Why did you drive back again?"

"I took it back." Zhuo Shu said sternly, "I can't be too kind to him, otherwise he will keep going like this, and he has to suffer a little."

Mi Shu made a tactical push mirror: Good guy, so you took back his car and planned to give him a new villa, right?

It's really hard to suffer 🙂

After returning to the office on the top floor, Zhuo Shu processed the documents and checked the work of various departments, intending to relax for a few days.

He pushed open the door of the lounge, packed up a few things, and prepared to go back to Zhuo's house. His eyes suddenly fell on the bed, thinking of the lunch break two days ago.

During the day, when the scorching sun was in the sky, Ying Tongchen lay quietly beside him, breathing evenly.

It was the first time he had calmed down his desires and slept peacefully with his bed partner...

The phone vibrated "buzzing", Zhuo Shu opened his eyes and found himself asleep on the bed.

He sat up and glanced at the news on the phone, it was news from an unimportant trumpet.

[Liu Liang]: Mr. Zhuo, I happened to pass by K.W. Are you free? Can we have a meal together?