After getting married, the actor always wants to leave me a legacy

Since moving into the film king's house, Zhang Zhuoye has never seen anyone except Tang Zong the first day.

Tang Zong, a film star with a sky-high salary, obviously doesn't have only one house in City A. If he hides and doesn't want to come back, no one can do anything against him.

Even if Zhang Zhuoye wanted to form a community of interests with Tang Zong, he wouldn't put a hot face on a cold ass.

So during this period of time, he closed the door to live his own life, and also browsed the information to get familiar with the situation of the world, to see if there was any work he could do, and strive to get out of the embarrassment of living in Tang Zong's house and waiting to die as soon as possible.

He walked around, familiarized himself with the environment, and frowned when he came back.

The decoration in this villa is all in cool tones, either black and gray or blue and purple. Besides being elegant and elegant, it also looks extremely cold. In addition, except for the housekeeper, there are basically no other people to be seen here.

Tang Zong paid great attention to his personal space. The servants didn't live here, and no one was allowed to come in if they had nothing to do. Living in this empty place for a long time really made people feel lonely in Guanghan Palace.

Chang'e is bored living here!

Touching his chin, Zhang Zhuoye turned around to look for Butler Nan.

......

A week later, the night rain has not stopped.

Tang Zong stepped into the house with a gloomy face in the rain, as if someone was holding a gun behind and forced him to come back. In fact, he was indeed forced. The old man ordered that if the wedding was not held, he would stay at home with Zhang this month. Burning Ye, you are not allowed to accept dramas, there is no one who just got married and then separated.

The old man sent someone to his other residence and swept him out in the rain. He had no choice but to go home. When he casually scanned the situation in the villa, Tang Zong's body suddenly froze.

In the villa, the cold glazed thin ceramic tiles that were originally bright have all turned into warm wooden floors. In the center of the living room and in the corridors, there are cute Q-version plush rabbit carpets everywhere, even on the walls. A picture of a rabbit in a dress.

Wrong door... Tang Zong turned around mechanically.

"Stop! Why are you back?" Zhang Zhuoye sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a plate of dessert in his arms, his cheeks bulging from eating, and the snow-white plush rabbit slippers on his feet followed his Shake, the rabbit ears also shake.

Tang Zong frowned a few times, staring at the young man's fluffy pajamas and the rabbit slippers on his feet, "Put your legs down! Also, what are you wearing, childish!"

Zhang Zhuoye put down the plate, twisted the rabbit slippers on the ground, expressionless, let Tang Zong eat the word childish today!

Tang Zong looked at the door, and there were the same style of fluffy long-eared gray rabbit slippers, "Where are my slippers! I haven't been back for a week, has the owner changed here?"

"Oh, it's almost the same if you don't change the owner. Grandpa Tang asked the housekeeper to tell me that you were going to move out and would not live here, so he asked someone to redecorate it for me to live in. Are you here to move?"

"Who said I'm going to move out! I'm just going out to relax, why shouldn't I stay in my house?" Tang Zong laughed angrily, "Uncle Nan! Bring me another pair of slippers!"

"Oh, please go ahead." Zhang Zhuoye smiled leisurely, picked up his rabbit daughter-in-law and ate dessert again on the sofa, more like the master than Tang Zong.

Butler Nan didn't go there, instead, he walked back and forth, the same rabbit slippers on the floor under his feet, and said, "The pair at the door are left to you by the madam, there is nothing else, it's getting late, and it's raining again, young master If you want anything else, wait until tomorrow.”

Tang Zong: "..." He took a small step forward, and the soles of his shoes that had stepped on the rain left two shoe prints on the special snow-white plush carpet, which was very eye-catching.

His gaze stayed on the smudged shoe print several times in disgust, and he backed out again, "Change the carpet with the shoe print on it!"

"Yes, master, are you still coming in?"

"Come in, why don't you come in." Tang Zong pursed his lips, looked at the rabbit shoes, put them on and walked in.

As if to avoid Zhang Zhuoye's sight, Tang Zou walked very fast, and the rabbit ears on his feet kept shaking. He paused, his expression remained unchanged, and he still walked with the trembling rabbit ears on.

Seeing that Tang Zong really put on the pair of light gray rabbit shoes, Zhang Zhuoye desperately suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth. Compared with Tang Zong's displeased expression and the unusually active rabbit ears under his feet, it seems a bit cute?

Is this just the cuteness of contrast?

"It's actually quite cute." Tang Zong took a deep look at Zhang Zhuoye with his death gaze, and flattered him.

"Then don't change it to a new one tomorrow, it's cute, right!" Zhang Zhuoye smiled at him, with a deep meaning in his smile, as if he expressed special approval for his strong respect, which made people want to fight.

"Master, you think so too, indeed, it's quite cute." The housekeeper thought for a while, "That's what you said!"

Don't change, don't change.

"Yes." Tang Zong uttered a word, and rushed back to the room without turning his head. When the door was closed, he never came out again.

When there was no one left, Zhang Zhuoye covered his stomach and laughed silently. This buddy is purely a typical example of being dragged and not walking, and only walking backwards after being hit.

The butler said with certainty that Tang Zong would definitely come back tonight, and it seemed that he was forced to come back by the old man.

He ate up all the desserts left on the plate, happily went back to his room and went to sleep with his rabbit wife.

......

It was rare for Zhang Zhuoye to get up early in the morning, as usual he was alone at the dinner table, Tang Zong entered the room last night and never came out.

He swallowed a piece of snack while thinking about 500 million.

As for the dim sum made by the chef of Tang Zong's family, it is really better than any he has eaten before. For the same dessert, the outside ones are not as delicious as Tang Zong's family's.

It's a pity that such a good chef was wasted staying at Tang Zong's house, specializing in making outrageously bland and amazing meals. Zhang Zhuoye seriously suspected that Tang Zong's sense of taste was either defective or overly sensitive. Putting such a little salt was still lacking Is it the time to eat salt?

Fortunately, although Tang Zong's food is not good, he has enough snacks. Eat more snacks and eat less. Although the food is clear and watery, there is basically no other condiments except a little salt. It is especially healthy. In fact, careful tasting is also a delicacy.

Staring at the white boiled eggs on the plate, green vegetables and broccoli without any oil, as well as skim milk and two slices of bread, this is his breakfast at Tang Zong's house.

Zhang Zhuoye felt a little more sympathy for the stars who were as thin as lightning. It is not easy to be a movie star, and the body control is too strict.

The same eggs can be fried, fried, fried, or made into egg tarts. They are [-] times more delicious than boiled eggs. Even boiled eggs can be more fragrant with some tea leaves.

It was a little better than the sticky meal that the nutritionist prepared for him.

Tang Zong's family at least used his mouth to enter. He used to inject the nutritious paste meal directly into his stomach through a gastric tube. Occasionally his stomach was bloated, and it was only after a full belch that he could feel that the paste meal was actually delicious.

Thinking about it this way, these foods are not bad, Zhang Zhuoye closed his eyes in enjoyment, abandoned the taste of seasonings, and carefully tasted the taste of the raw materials of the food.

In the room, the same food also appeared on Tang Zong's table.

Tang Zong picked up the chopsticks, took two mouthfuls of vegetables, and put down the chopsticks again.

"Master, don't you have any appetite again?" The housekeeper begged a little, "Take a few more bites, you can't do it like this, you have lost a lot this month."

Since he was ill for more than a year, Tang Zong's appetite seldom had a good time, and he often put it on and then withdrew it as it was, to be alone, and he became thinner and thinner for more than a year, and his physical condition was getting worse day by day.

Tang Zong glanced at the food on the table, "Has he eaten?"

Uncle Nan knew who was asking, and replied: "Master Zhuo Ye has a good appetite, and he is eating outside, so you don't have to worry."

"Is he used to eating these?" Tang Zong glanced at the particularly light and healthy breakfast in front of him, "Don't let people think that I deliberately abused him."

"Go and see for yourself, don't you know?" Uncle Nan smiled when he remembered Zhang Zhuoye's expression while eating.

Zhang Zhuoye really has a good appetite, every time he takes a bite, he chews very finely, before swallowing, he would squint his eyes in enjoyment.

Concentrating on it, there is nothing else in the eyes except food. After swallowing, the tip of the tongue sometimes flicks across the mouth to lick off the residue, and then continue to fight for the next bite of food.

Tang Zong saw this scene as soon as he stepped out of the room.

The tip of the pink tongue flitted out quickly, then retracted, Zhang Zhuoye let out a satisfied sigh, his whole body was relaxed and lazy.

This guy is pretty good!

His heart skipped a beat, Tang Zong lost his mind for a moment, and immediately recovered his mind, "I really have a good appetite, and I can taste the delicacies of mountains and seas with every bite of bread."

"Go back, don't disturb him to eat." After turning back to the room, Tang Zong looked at the food on the table, showing a little confusion, is it really so delicious?

Hesitating, he took out his chopsticks and tasted it again...

An hour later, Nan Butler came in to clean up the mess, and found that about one-third of the food that had not been touched at all was missing. Tang Zong was taking a nap beside him with his eyes closed.

He froze for a moment, then raised his brows with joy, turned around and went to report to Mr. Tang.

The young master ate a third of the meal today!

After Nan Butler left in a hurry, Tang Zong opened his eyes and looked at the table again. It wasn't that delicious, so he could barely eat it.