Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

It is impossible for Jing Qiao to dress Zhang Ziyu when he is sober. Of course, if Zhang Ziyu is still drunk and throws himself on him and asks him to dress him, Jing Qiao thinks that he will not refuse.

After all, I saw everything last night.

Jing Qiao thought that Zhang Ziyu really didn't care, until when he saw Zhang Ziyu's red ears while eating, he suddenly understood.

The co-author has been fighting hard.

"Is it hot?" Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu's red ears and asked.

Zhang Ziyu stirred the yogurt in the cup: "Not hot."

"But..." Jing Qiao dragged out his voice, "your...ears..."

Zhang Ziyu showed puzzled eyes, touched his ears, the temperature was very high, Zhang Ziyu withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, did not dare to look at Jingqiao, and said, "It's so hot."

He must have known why it was so hot.

After Jing Qiao left his room door, Zhang Ziyu ran over to close it in two steps, and threw himself onto the bed forcefully, burying his face in the quilt——Zhang Ziyu has never done such a shameful thing in the past 18 years of his life!

The scenes of last night flashed through my mind like a movie.

Zhang Ziyu couldn't do it if he wanted to pretend he didn't know anything.

The cold looking little Bingshan is actually a shy little cutie who loves red ears.

Zhang Ziyu clearly remembers——

He acted like a baby and asked Brother Jing to help him undress!

Act like a baby and ask Brother Jing to help him take a bath!

He also wronged and accused Jing Ge of touching his butt!

And let people come to dress you the next day!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Zhang Ziyu rubbed his face hard under the quilt, and then stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom with a blank expression. It was fine, except for the red ears, there was nothing wrong with it.

But he didn't expect Jing Qiao to expose himself so directly, Zhang Ziyu pretended not to know, and continued to drink yogurt with his head down.

Aunt Su said from the side: "Young master, Mr. Jing, Mr. Zhang called before and asked you to go back for dinner today."

Jing Qiao nodded to show that he heard it, and pushed the cut mango in front of Zhang Ziyu. Zhang Ziyu used a fork to fork a piece, stirred it in the yogurt, and fed it to his mouth. The mango was sweet and soft mixed with the thick and mellow yogurt , Zhang Ziyu stuck out the tip of his tongue and rolled in the yogurt that got on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Zhang Ziyu eating obediently, Jing Qiao looked away from his peach-pink thin lips, and said casually: "Auntie Su, please go and call Mr. Zhang back, it's not convenient today."

Zhang Ziyu nodded accordingly.

He didn't want to go back to have dinner with Zhang Haicheng and Chen Huansha at all, let alone a Chen Chi who came into the family now.

Aunt Su agreed twice, and went to the living room to answer the phone.

In fact, she doesn't want the young master to return to the Zhang family. Zhang Haicheng is greedy for profit, and he uses the young master to get married. He just wants to use Mr. Jing's power to climb higher. This time, using the young master to come back to eat together, Zhang Haicheng will definitely make some demands, although she I know that Mr. Jing is not such a simple person, but this will definitely cause trouble for the young master.

Zhang Haicheng received a call from Aunt Su, who hung up the phone first, and Chen Huansha whispered beside him, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Haicheng's face was flushed red: "Jing Qiao refused to come back for dinner, did Zhang Ziyu take me seriously?!"

Chen Huansha patted him on the back, and said softly: "Mr. Jing, why would he come if we let him come?"

"Even that auntie Su Mei dares to ridicule me, does she know the rules?" Zhang Haicheng was originally prepared that Jing Qiao would definitely come over today, but he never expected to be rejected.

Chen Huansha was silent, and followed Zhang Haicheng to curse.

Chen Chi came down from upstairs, and the cold breath flowed from upstairs to the living room in an instant. He looked at Chen Huansha with a complicated expression.

"I have something to do when I go back, let's talk about it." With his bag on his back, Chen Chi opened the door and went out without looking at the breakfast already set on the dining table.

Zhang Haicheng calmed down a little after seeing Chen Chi. After all, in front of others, Zhang Haicheng had always been a gentle and refined middle-aged man, so when Chen Chi appeared in the living room, Zhang Haicheng immediately changed into his usual pretentious appearance.

"What's wrong with Xiao Chi?" Zhang Haicheng liked Chen Huansha's younger brother quite a bit. Although he didn't talk much, his demeanor gave him the intuition that he would become a great weapon in the future.

Before Chen Huansha could answer, Zhang Haicheng asked again: "Didn't you say he came here voluntarily? Why do I feel that he...seems...not very happy."

Chen Huansha was beating her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She said in a low voice, "Maybe it's because I just arrived in a new environment and I'm not used to it."

Chen Huansha lowered her eyebrows, her tone was a little worried, and she looked like a good sister.

"Come home with me for dinner tonight?" Jing Qiao poured himself a cup of weak tea after finishing his breakfast.

Zhang Ziyu was still eating yogurt mixed with mango, when he heard this, he looked up at Jing Qiao, his brows and eyes were indifferent with a hint of doubt.

Isn't this eating?

Jing Qiao put down his teacup, his stern face softened under the sunlight that had just risen in the morning.

"Mother asked us to go back to dinner at night."

Zhang Ziyu was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu who was still eating yogurt mixed with mango, frowned and said, "Aunt Su, please take the yogurt and mango."

Aunt Su immediately walked up to Zhang Ziyu and put away the plates. There was only a bowl of porridge with vegetables and lean meat and a basket of steamed buns with celery and beef left on the table.

Zhang Ziyu held up the fork in a daze, not knowing what happened.

Jing Qiao didn't intend to explain anything, picked up the jacket at the side, and although his eyes were on Zhang Ziyu's face, his hands did not slow down at all, buttoned it up, left a sentence of "eat well" and went out.

Seeing the puzzlement in Zhang Ziyu's eyes, Aunt Su felt it was funny and pitiful, but she still helped Jing Qiao and said, "Young master, don't eat too much cold food in the morning, it will irritate your stomach. Mr. Jing is doing it for your own good."

Zhang Ziyu put the fork in his mouth, licked up the remaining yogurt, which still had a faint mango flavor, licked the yogurt clean, then obediently filled the porridge and took a small steamed bun to eat slowly .

"oops!"

Zhang Ziyu swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and looked at Aunt Li who ran down the stairs with a panicked face.

Isn't Aunt Li cleaning up there?

Aunt Su walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

Aunt Li held a stack of documents in her hand and said, "Mr. Jing seems to have left the things needed for today's meeting at home."

"How do you know it's for today?"

"It's written on it. I need it today!" Aunt Li was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. "Mr. Jing is usually cautious and never forgets such important things. What should I do?"

Aunt Su: "How about I..."

"I'll go and deliver it." Zhang Ziyu listened to the two aunts seriously, and suggested lightly.

Aunt Su: "Young master, won't you get lost by yourself?"

Aunt Li covered her mouth in surprise: "Isn't there a driver? How could you get lost?"

Aunt Su: "Mr. Jing's driver sent Mr. Jing to the company, and the young master's driver was given leave by the young master."

Aunt Li: "You can take a taxi."

Aunt Su covered her mouth and laughed: "That's right, look at how confused I am."

Zhang Ziyu: "..."

****

After getting out of the car with the documents, Zhang Ziyu looked up at the Jing's Building, interspersed in this high-rise commercial area, and it didn't look stingy at all, on the contrary, it was majestic.

"Hello, I'm looking for Jingqiao." Zhang Ziyu smiled politely while standing in front of the front desk.

Although he is a handsome little brother, he can't break the rules. The front desk suppressed the beating heart of "Bang Bang Bang" and said softly: "Do you have an appointment?"

reserve?

"No." Zhang Ziyu said lightly.

"Then..." Facing such a cold little brother, the receptionist was a little embarrassed.

"I'll go and call him." Zhang Ziyu saw the embarrassment at the front desk, took out his phone and walked aside.

As soon as Jing Qiao arrived at the company and sat down, he received a call from Zhang Ziyu. Seeing that it was the child of the family, he lowered his voice.

"what happened?"

"You lost your document at home, I'll bring it to you, it's downstairs." The implication is that he can't get in, he feels wronged...

Jing Qiao looked at the desktop and laughed. Someone from the company gave him the documents at the wedding yesterday, and put the documents in the study at night. He put all his thoughts on Zhang Ziyu, and even left the documents behind.

But he didn't expect that the seemingly ruthless Zhang Ziyu would come to the company to deliver documents to him.

Could it be that he can't guess how many imaginary scandals will arise when he comes to this company?

Except for Yue Yang and the others, no one in the company has seen Jing Qiao interacting with anyone else. Of course, Pei Qiu has seen the charm of Jing Qiao. But Qiao didn't like any of them. After so many years of self-cleaning, Pei Qiu thought that Jing was always a bastard and incompetent, but he didn't expect to get married in a blink of an eye.

The marriage partner is still a handsome little brother who makes his legs go limp.

"Give the phone to the front desk." Jing Qiao involuntarily lowered his voice, coaxing the aggrieved child over there.

"Okay." Zhang Ziyu agreed.

The front desk took Zhang Ziyu's cell phone and knew it was Mr. Jing's call, and said respectfully, "Mr. Jing."

Jingqiao should have asked Zhang Ziyu to come up, and without saying a word, the front desk handed the phone back to Zhang Ziyu with both hands, and said with a smile, "Sorry, you can go up."

"Thank you." Zhang Ziyu walked into the elevator with the document in hand.

"Boss Jing, the kid is here." Pei Qiu looked at Zhang Ziyu who was coming from the corridor, and stood by the door to help him open it.

By the way, I sighed that it is good to be young, and also, the handsome little brother looks good in sacks.

"Sit down." Jing Qiao asked Zhang Ziyu to sit on the sofa by the window, "What do you want to drink?"

"Yogurt?" Jing Qiao smiled.

Zhang Ziyu couldn't see that Jing Qiao did it on purpose. After putting the documents on Jing Qiao's desk, he was about to leave with red ears.

"Hey..." Jing Qiao walked over and stopped him with his hand, "Don't drink yogurt anymore?"

Zhang Ziyu lowered his head, pursed his lips, his ears were as red as peach blossoms, beautiful and... pitiful.

Seeing that the child was extremely shy, Jing Qiao sighed and said, "Can Coke work?"

Zhang Ziyu whispered: "I don't drink Coke, do you have milk?"

Jing Qiao leaned over and pinched Zhang Ziyu's red ears, his voice was deep and mellow: "Yes."

Seeing that Zhang Ziyu looked like a milk cat with its neck pinched, Jing Qiao felt a little soft inexplicably, but seeing how soft Zhang Ziyu's milk was, he really wanted to bully him.

The author has something to say: I don’t know what I ate to get angry these two days. I wanted to make more, but the toothache really killed me. I feel that my soul has gone to the west

good night

Our little cutie is really a cool and shy milk cat

If you are bullied, you can only meow twice