Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

Wu Yang and Yan Ting stared at Tian Yusi, who was kneeling on the ground, with dissatisfaction on their faces and gnashed their teeth.

Inner monologue: Damn! My senior brother never pinched my face! This guy got away with it!

"Tian..." Tian Yusi clenched his fists under his clothes and slowly uttered a word. His voice was so hoarse that it seemed to have been dry for a long time:

"Heaven...I...will..."

Only after his bangs were pushed aside could I see his face clearly.

His bone structure was good, and there was obvious defiance in his sinister and gray eyes. His pale face was covered with bruises and scratches from being beaten.

The corners of his mouth were pressed down tightly, as if he was hiding some emotion.

"Oh." Wang Zi nodded, "It's you."

Wu Yang Bagua's ears pricked up instantly: "Who is it? Tian Yu Si? How do you know him, Senior Brother?"

Wang Zi pinched Tian Yusi's chin and looked around, saying: "Master said that Uncle Ye Jue brought back a child who is about our age. It's him."

Wu Yang suddenly realized: "Oh! I remember now! I also heard that Senior Sister Ting Yun was bewitched by him!"

He looked at Tian Yusi and was immediately confused: "Is this... very beautiful? It's not even a hair better than Senior Brother's. Senior Sister Tingyun has such a unique taste."

Wang Zi said softly and let go of his hand.

"Who says it's not?"

The cold and unscrupulous ridicule echoed in his ears and lingered in Tian Yusi's heart.

His heart, which hadn't truly beat for a long time, ignited with a trace of anger, burning every inch of his skin.

As expected... As expected, none of the human race... is good...

Kill them all...

He wants to kill them all...

A flash of blood flashed across his sinister eyes, and then a flash of red light passed by.

Wang Zi looked at the person still kneeling in front of him and the strange and messy aura around him, and he knew that his plan was half successful.

Before Tian Yusi could imagine too much, the young man's cold voice came to his ears again.

"How about being my little brother?"

The pair of cold, powerful hands once again strangled him, but this time, it was his neck that was strangled.

The strength was controlled just right; he didn't feel stuffy, but felt extremely oppressive.

“So thin.”

The young man made a cold "tsk" sound in disdain, and then a fragrance came, and a soft and slightly sweet pastry was handed to his mouth.

That hand rudely stuffed the pastry into its mouth.

Tian Yusi was choked and started coughing violently. Wang Zi let go and stood up.

Tian Yusi was squatting on the ground and still coughing when a box of exquisite pastries was suddenly and fiercely thrown in front of him. The boy's hard, cold and immature voice sounded again.

With full threat.

"Eat it all. If you can't finish it, I'll break your legs. Do you understand?"

Before he could react, the footsteps became farther and farther away, and the boy's cold aura disappeared.

Tian Yusi supported himself on the ground with his hands, staring blankly at the wooden box in front of him. It was full of broken snacks. The soft and glutinous rice aroma mixed with the fragrance of flowers stimulated his taste buds.

He hadn't eaten for a long time, and he couldn't control his hands. He quickly grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth, looking very awkward while eating.

Delicious……

It turns out that Ye Tingyun was right...

The cold stuff is really delicious.

……

"Brother, why did you accept him as your younger brother? Isn't it enough for you to have me and Yan Ting?"

Wu Yang pouted, looking very unhappy.

Wang Zi was washing his hands carefully beside the running water, and he said, "Aren't you tired?"

Wu Yang was about to shake his head, but after a pause he nodded: "Tired...but!"

He added: "But even if I am tired, I am the only one who can help my senior brother! I am the only one who can wash his clothes! I am the only one who can serve his meals!"

Wang Zi: Okay, I know you are Leng Busian’s fan.

"Xiao Liu is tired too." Wang Zi turned his head and looked at Yan Ting who was standing aside in a daze.

When he heard his name being called, Yan Ting quickly came back to his senses.

He was about to shake his head and say "not tired" to show his loyalty, but was interrupted by the boy's cold gaze and swallowed the words back.

Yan Ting nodded: "Yes! I'm tired!"