The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

The next morning, the alarm clock rang at nine o'clock, and Ying Tongchen sat up from the bed, squinting his eyes slightly, apparently not waking up.

For some reason last night, the degree of fit was significantly higher than the previous few times, and they began to get better, and they became more and more familiar with each other's bodies.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Your alarm clock is ringing." Zhuo Shu opened his eyes and heard the alarm clock ringing for a long time.

"Well, I know." Ying Tongchen rubbed his neck.

Zhuo Shu sat up slowly, took his hand away, and helped him squeeze his shoulders.

"Professional enough." Ying Tongchen looked sideways, gave him a surprised look, and simply lay down on the bed, "Maybe squeeze your back too."

"It's getting bigger and bigger again, isn't it?"

Ying Tongchen let out a contented voice: "If it wasn't for you, I would have such a backache? Hurry up, I'll stay for half an hour at most."

"Half an hour!?" Zhuo Shu sat on him and stretched out his hand to press his back, "This is another price, half an hour is very expensive."

"Yeah, I'll just pay for it." Ying Tongchen closed his eyes comfortably again.

At around 09:30, Ying Tongchen finally woke up comfortably, brushed his teeth and washed his face quickly, and then put 392 yuan on Zhuozhi's bedside.

"That's all the change I have on me." Ying Tongchen said.

While counting the money, Zhuo Shu complained, "Why do I feel like being prostituted, it's still a cheap one."

"You are not cheap at all." Ying Tongchen looked at the money, "All the family property is given to you."

"Poor ghost." Zhuo Shu commented, counted the money, put it in his wallet, and asked suddenly, "By the way, the car was sent for repairs, how did you go back?"

"Just called a car on the phone." Ying Tongchen washed his hands and went to pack his luggage.

Zhuo Shu turned his head to look at his figure, and suddenly asked, "Do you have a car you like?"

"what happened?"

"Ask." Zhuo Shu yawned, his eyes fixed on the pitiful 392 yuan, "How many cars do men dislike? What model do you like?"

Ying Tongchen said casually: "Your car last night is quite cool."

"En." Zhuo Shu said that he had received the express notice.

When the car arrived downstairs, Ying Tongchen took his bag and went out, paused slightly, and looked back at Zhuo Shu: "Hello, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"First, my name is not Hey, but Zhuo Shu."

"...Farewell."

Ying Tongchen returned to the apartment, and brought a change of clothes for the past two or three days, as well as new clothes for the old man.The school distributed two boxes of mooncakes and brought them along.

The old man had already prepared his lunch, and when he heard the door opening, he immediately looked towards the door, saw him walking in with big bags and small bags, and smiled brightly: "I thought you weren't coming."

"How could it be?" Ying Tongchen put down his things, "But I'm just hungry for your cooking."

While eating, the old man's eyes lingered on him from time to time, Ying Tongchen shrugged his shoulders: "Don't look at me like that, you always feel like you need me to answer questions again."

"Hahahaha, I still remember that although your grades were good at that time, you always didn't talk in class and didn't make friends. It was like a mushroom growing in the corner."

Ying Tongchen also laughed, probably because he was getting older, and things that he thought he would never want to recall in his life in the past have now become a joke at the dinner table.

The two chatted for a while, the old man suddenly stared at him, and while he was holding the vegetables, he gently lifted his back collar.

Sure enough, there is a little ambiguous trace hidden in the neckline.

Ying Tongchen was startled and covered his collar in embarrassment.

The old man smiled wickedly: "Are you in love?"

"..." This is a proposition.

Ying Tongchen can assure you that as long as he says that a friend with sex did it, the old man will definitely throw him out now and won't take him in anymore.It's not that I can't accept him having a boyfriend, but I can't accept that he's having sex.

People of the older generation are very stubborn in their thinking, especially the old men. If they like someone, they will live forever.He also knew that the old man had really done it, so he couldn't say it directly.

"It's just... it can't be completely counted." Ying Tongchen hesitated.

"Aren't you a boyfriend after all this?" The old man smiled meaningfully, "It's a good thing to be in love, why hide it?"

Ying Tongchen nodded and dealt with it first.

"Bring me here for a meal another day, and I'll check it out for you." The old man held a piece of meat for him, and his smile deepened, "I'm more accurate in judging people, especially men."

Ying Tongchen laughed: "That's right, your vision is pensive."

After dinner, Ying Tongchen saw that all the groups were posting greetings and videos of a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and he popped up in every group to send blessings.

The group of parents was very lively. As soon as he entered, he saw a group of parents discussing their parenting experience.

The next moment, brother Zhuo was also bubbling, and he even agreed with the previous parent's point of view that "hot violence solves everything".

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Ying Tongchen quickly shared a few articles about the mental health of teenagers, and then stopped their topic.

But this old brother Zhuo is really a dangerous person!

[Head Teacher]: Hello, Dad Zhuo, please be kind to your child [smile]

Zhuoshu: "..."

When I saw the head teacher cue him, I was a little nervous and scared, and didn't want to chat with him.

[Zhuo Zi's parent]: Hello teacher, we are going to have lunch soon [Goodbye]

"Brother, stop playing with your phone, it's all here." Zhuo Zi took a few steps back, took his hand, and walked into Bourden's cafeteria together.

Because Zhuo Zi clamored for a seafood buffet, the family finally chose to eat at the restaurant.

When passing the gate of the restaurant, I saw a group of people gathered around to watch the fun.

Zhuo Zi couldn't help running over to take a look, it turned out to be a poster.

The restaurant held a free event before, and selected a couple of the best CPs for free. There were many pictures on the posters, with various foods, and the love photos of the best CPs...

Zhuo Zi: "OMG!"

"Brother! Parents! Come and see!" Zhuo Zi turned around and yelled at the family, "Does this person look like my brother?"

Before Zhuo Shu could react, his parents rushed to the front row of eating melons, watching the two men wearing sunglasses in the photo.

"Don't tell me, it really looks like our big treasure." Zhuo Fu observed carefully.

Mu Qing wondered, "Who is that person next to him? Dabao's boyfriend?"

Zhuoshu: "..."

Zhuo Shu secretly made another note to the restaurant manager in his heart, and then he said nonchalantly, "We're eating, but they look similar, who would recognize them with sunglasses on. Or, do you think I'm doing this kind of thing? Just for a little prize?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fu nodded: "That's right, the more this man in sunglasses looks less like you, he's much more handsome and stylish than you."

Mu Qing also said: "That's right, it can't be you. You were born in my stomach, and I know exactly how many hairs you have grown. This person who sells his appearance just for petty gain is absolutely impossible to be you!" "

Zhuoshu: "..."

Sorry to disappoint you.

Zhuo Zi, who had been silent all this time, snapped her fingers suddenly: "I found a blind spot! The prizes are free bills and hairy crabs. I remember you brought back half a box of hairy crabs that night."

Zhuo Fu and Mu Qing looked at Zhuo Shu at the same time, and their eyes began to be meaningful.

Zhuoshu: "..."

Mu Qing: "You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say now will be used as evidence in court."

Zhuo Shu began to quibble: "It was given by the customer."

"Then why is there only half?" Zhuo Zi pointed at the photo of another man in sunglasses, "Did he get half?"

"No..." Zhuo Shu's eyes wandered, "The client will give me half a box."

Case solved.

Mu Qing concluded her statement: "Which client only gives half of the gift? Needless to say, this man with sunglasses is you, and he almost fooled us."

Zhuo Shu: No, I suspect that you don't know your own son at all.

"Let's go to eat first, and I'll let you tell the truth later." Zhuo Fu walked into the restaurant first.

Zhuo Zi fell behind, always feeling that the other man in sunglasses looked very familiar, and couldn't help but look back again.Just when he was about to check in with a vague figure, Zhuo Wei slapped him and took him into the restaurant.

Zhuo Shu: "It's all because of your looking around. Believe it or not, I'll beat your head to one side. Don't force me to use hot violence. Even if your head teacher comes to help, it won't work."