Cannon Fodder Dedicated to Death[Transmigration Book]

Chen Zhou's foot injury healed soon. The relationship between him and Wen Zheng never returned to the original point. So ambiguous.

Wen Zheng has been silently caring for Chen Zhou, and Chen Zhou has been enjoying the care of the other party. Although he is not so at ease, there is no right or wrong in this kind of thing that you like and I want.

That night, Chen Zhou was lying on the bed and getting ready to sleep when his phone rang suddenly. He picked it up and saw that it was Wen Zheng who called: "Are you asleep? Didn't get out of bed for a while, the gate."

Chen Zhou smiled, he was woken up by you even if he didn't sleep, he rubbed his face in doubt, got off the bed, and walked to the gate.Wen Zheng was standing at the door, when he heard the voice, he turned his head and stretched out his hand: "Take you somewhere."

Chen Zhou glanced at his pajamas and slippers: "It doesn't suit me like this."

Wen Zheng took off his jacket and wrapped it around him: "It's okay, it's nearby, I'll be back soon. Put on your clothes." After speaking, he led Chen Zhou to the yard.

Only then did Chen Zhou discover a shiny motorcycle parked in the yard, which was extremely handsome.

Wen Zheng straddled the car, put a helmet on his head, and put on one himself: "Get in the car."

Chen Zhou put on his clothes and fixed his helmet, and sat behind him in doubt: "Where are you going?"

Wen Zheng started the car, and the courtyard door opened automatically. He galloped out of the courtyard, turned to the right, and drove deep into the community, until he reached the foot of Qihe Mountain, drove up along the concrete road, and finally reached the viewing platform on the top of the mountain.It was only then that Chen Zhou noticed that there was still a road in Qihe Mountain that he could drive directly to the top of the mountain.

The Qihe Mountain in the middle of the night is very quiet, only the sleepy eyes of the street lamps and a few tireless moths.

Wen Zheng stopped the motorcycle, and the two got off.The wind on the top of the mountain was a bit cool, Chen Zhou gathered the jacket on his body, looked at Wen Zheng who was only wearing a shirt: "Aren't you cold?"

Wen Zheng said, "It's not cold."

Chen Zhou yawned: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Do you want to see the scenery?" It's a good place to see the night view of the city, but it's already dimly lit at this time, so there's nothing to see.

Wen Zheng raised his hand to look at his watch, and said, "Wait a minute, there is still one minute. Sit down." Wen Zheng raised his hand and patted the motorcycle seat.

Chen Zhou leaned against the car side by side with him, facing down the mountain.

After a while, "Happy Birthday" suddenly lit up in large red characters in the silent night sky, and Chen Zhou's eyes widened in surprise. It was operated by a drone.

Immediately afterwards, the flickering drone changed its shape again, turning into several colorful fireworks, and slowly, it converged into a dragon shaking its head and tail.In the end, the drones converge into a giant red heart.

Before Chen Zhou could recover, Wen Zheng whispered in his ear, "Happy birthday!"

Chen Zhou turned his head slowly and looked at Wen Zheng: "Thank you!" There were mixed emotions in his heart, including touch and surprise, but also unspeakable regret.

It was the first time for Wen Zheng to do such a stupid thing, and he was a little nervous, afraid that Chen Zhou would not like it. Looking at it now, his reaction was really flat, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "Do you think it's too naive?"

Chen Zhou shook his head quickly: "No, I'm very touched, thank you for celebrating my birthday so grandly."

Wen Zheng said: "After reading it, let's go back, it's a bit cold at night, don't catch a cold."

Chen Zhou suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute."

Wen Zheng stopped and looked at him.

Chen Zhou lowered his head and said, "Actually, April 4 is my birthday on my ID card, but my real birthday is June 23. And I'm not a dragon, I'm a rat."

Wen Zheng was very surprised: "You mean, you are 26 this year?"

Chen Zhou raised his head to look at him, nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Zheng asked, "What major do you study?"

Chen Zhou subconsciously blurted out: "Computer mining."

Wen Zheng suddenly smiled: "Is there anything else I don't know?"

Chen Zhou opened his eyes wide suddenly, realizing that he had been tricked, he turned his head in embarrassment: "No more."

Wen Zheng stretched out his hand and pinched his earlobe: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, let's say it when you want to."

Chen Zhou swallowed his saliva with some difficulty: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a spy?" He was exposed to the core technology of the Zhengrong Group. Wen Zhengming knew that his origin was unknown and he was full of doubts, but he didn't pursue it so easily. Yes, is it too careless?

Wen Zheng nodded: "It's not impossible. The opponent sent you to my company to start a chip research and development, so as to consume my strength and waste my time. If that's the case, it can only be regarded as a failure of my investment." He said laughed.

Chen Zhou didn't know what to say.

Wen Zheng raised his hand and stroked the top of Chen Zhou's head: "But I believe I see people with eyes." Which malicious person has such clear eyes, he is really a master of masters, and he will admit it when he loses.

Chen Zhou puffed his cheeks: "Don't worry, I'm definitely not a spy. But I can't guarantee that I can make chips 100%, we can only do our best."

Wen Zheng smiled and said, "That's enough." He suddenly turned his head and sneezed.

Chen Zhou hurriedly said, "I'm not wearing any clothes, I must have caught a cold. Hurry up and go home."

Wen Zheng pinched his nose: "It's okay. Let's go."

After getting into the car, Chen Zhou put his arms around Wen Zheng's waist from behind, and leaned over to stick him on his back: "I'll warm you up. To be honest, I didn't expect you to ride a motorcycle. I thought you would only know how to ride a motorcycle." driving."

Wen Zheng chuckled, and his laughter spread from his chest to Chen Zhou's ears, and the distorted voice also came: "There are many things you don't know."

At that moment, Chen Zhou felt in a trance, as if he had returned to his mother. When he was a child, he loved to cling to his mother's back and listen to her talk. That feeling made him feel safe and warm, and his nose was a little sore.

Wen Zheng drove the car home quickly, and when the car stopped, Chen Zhou was still lying on his back.Wen Zheng didn't urge him, the two of them sat on the motorcycle quietly until Chen Zhou came to his senses: "Oh, are you home?" He quickly let go of Wen Zheng and got out of the car.

Wen Zheng said, "Go to sleep. Good night!"

Chen Zhou took off his coat and handed it to Wen Zheng: "Good night. Thank you for the birthday present you prepared for me."

Wen Zheng stared at Chen Zhou's lips, then licked his own: "Good night!"

Chen Zhou turned around and went into his room.Lying down on the bed, he felt that he had a tendency to bend, and physical contact with Wen Zheng actually gave him a sense of comfort and security.Or have you been here for too long and feel insecure?

Early the next morning, Chen Zhou ate the longevity noodles that Aunt Su made for him.Wen Zheng said to Aunt Su: "Aunt Su, let's make longevity noodles for Chen Zhou on June 6. His household registration is wrong, and his real birthday is June 11."

Aunt Su was a little surprised: "Really? The registration is wrong? Wasn't Xiao Chen born in the hospital?"

Chen Zhou nodded: "Yes, I was born at home and didn't go to the hospital."

Aunt Su was surprised: "It's rare for people of your generation to be born at home. Then I'll make longevity noodles for you when you really celebrate your birthday."

"Thank you Aunt Su."

After breakfast, Wen Zheng handed Chen Zhou an envelope: "Birthday gift."

"Thank you." Chen Zhou took it and poured out a key and an access card from the envelope.

Wen Zheng said: "Your house. It has been renovated, but it still needs to be smelly. Go back and take the time to complete the transfer."

Chen Zhou took the key and gave the house as a gift for his birthday, which is too exaggerated: "Just let me live in it, and there is no need to transfer the title." He has no plans to buy property, even if he wants to leave something for Chen Zhou, it is his own I bought it, not a gift from Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng looked at him and sighed slightly. This was actually what he expected. No money, no house. What exactly does he want?Although Chen Zhou stood in front of him, it made him feel very far away from him.

Wen Zheng said: "Although the house is ready for you, I hope you will still live in my house and not move there."

Chen Zhou just smiled, neither agreed nor refused.

The company also prepared a birthday cake and a shopping card for him. This is a company tradition, and every employee who celebrates his birthday will have such a gift.

The company's gift is not the point, but the company comes forward to send a cake, and colleagues will know who's birthday is, and they will help celebrate together.

When getting off work in the evening, many employees who followed Chen Zhou from the beginning did not leave immediately, and everyone gathered together to hold a simple birthday party for him.They collected a lot of presents, and everyone laughed and made noises. They grabbed the cream and applied it to the birthday boy, making Chen Zhou a big painted face and refused to let it go.

Chen Zhou laughed and begged for mercy, but it was Zhong Yao who acted righteously, relying on his tall and burly body, to protect him behind him and block everyone's offensive for him.

Chen Zhou found that he was also sticking to his back, even for the purpose of protecting himself, but he didn't feel safe from Zhong Yao, and even felt a little uncomfortable. It turns out that not everyone can make him feel safe like Wen Zheng .

After the short party, Chen Zhou went downstairs, ready to drive home, but found that his car was gone, only Wen Zheng's car was parked there waiting for him: "Come up, sit in front."

Chen Zhou got on the co-pilot: "Where are Uncle Xiao and Xiao Zhang?"

Wen Zheng said: "I let them go back, and today I will be your driver."

Chen Zhou took a look at Wen Zheng, feeling inexplicably shy: "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

Wen Zheng raised his hand, instead of touching the steering wheel, he reached out to Chen Zhou's mouth, and wiped the corner of his mouth. Chen Zhou subconsciously ducked back, but Wen Zheng withdrew his hand, put it to his mouth and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it. Tapped his fingertips: "Eat a cake and get it all over your mouth."

Chen Zhou's face was suddenly filled with blood, and so was an indescribable part of his body. Wen Zheng's movements were too erotic. The windowpane wiped the corners of his mouth to make sure there was no cream left.

Wen Zheng started the car, left the company, and drove to the opposite place from home.It took Chen Zhou a while to realize something was wrong: "Where are we going?"

Wen Zheng said, "Go and see your birthday present."

Chen Zhou understood that he was finally going to take him to see the house.

The car didn't drive very far, about ten minutes' drive, and entered a residential area, swiped the card to enter, drove to a building inside, and entered the underground parking lot.The two of them got out of the car and got on the elevator. They needed to swipe the access control card at each checkpoint. Although it was a bit troublesome, the security measures were absolutely good.

The house is on the top floor, the 25th floor. Wen Zheng said to Chen Zhou, "You open it yourself."

Chen Zhou opened the door, touched the light by the door and pressed it, and was stunned for a moment.The apartment dormitory he thought was an ordinary two-room or three-room apartment, and the decoration was quite satisfactory, but the room in front of him was so spacious and beautifully decorated that it could be described as a mansion.

Chen Zhou's Adam's apple slipped, and he said, "Is this the company dormitory?"

Wen Zheng entered and closed the door: "The apartment is prepared for you."

Chen Zhou walked in and looked in disbelief at the bar counter, dance floor, sofa, half-wall TV in the living room, the warm and comfortable bedroom, the ingenious study, and the spacious and modern kitchen. What's more, he is full of thoughtfulness everywhere, this is not an apartment provided by the company, it is clearly a home for him.

He turned to Wen Zheng and said, "This is too extravagant. It's no less than a sugar-coated cannonball."

Wen Zheng laughed, and said in a low voice, "I hope this sugar-coated cannonball can impress you."

Chen Zhou said jokingly: "Mr. Wen, you are too good. I can't stand it."

Wen Zheng put his arms around his waist: "Are you really overwhelmed?"

Chen Zhou didn't break away, and murmured: "Maybe." In the two worlds, who else would cherish him so much except Wen Zheng.

"Then don't parry." Wen Zheng gently rubbed Chen Zhou's cheek with the tip of his nose. Chen Zhou blushed and wanted to move away shyly, but Wen Zheng stretched out his hand, preventing him from escaping, and wiped his face away. Turning around slightly, she kissed the corner of his mouth.

The author has something to say: Wen always wants a golden house to hide her beauty.