The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

Ying Tongchen fled back to his apartment overnight, and took the "stolen goods" with him. After the doll finished playing the recorded content, it automatically stopped.

As soon as he got home, he picked up the scissors, the tips of which were cold and sharp.

With this cut, the Q version of Zhuo Ju's face will be finished.

He paused, and the scissors moved down again. With the scissors down, the lower body would be finished.

"Ah!" Ying Tongchen let out a low growl, but in the end he couldn't do anything, threw the doll aside, and sat down on the sofa, ashamed to see others.

In a short time, he didn't want to face the old man again.

At this moment, the phone vibrated twice, and he opened it to see the news from the culprit.

[Extraordinary]: After being preached by an old man, the tiger shed tears.jpg

[Extraordinary]: The Tiger Cries.jpg

[Zhuo Zhuo]: What about people?

[Ying Tongchen]: Yes!asshole.

[Extraordinary]:?Say it again [Ying Tongchen]: I will kill you with a bucket of dung.jpg

[Extraordinary]: Bold!I beat you to death with a dung ladle.jpg

[Ying Tongchen]: If you are capable, don't steal my emoji!You bastard!I'm going to kill you.jpg

[Zhuo Zhuo]: I think you are lawless!You wait for me!I'm going to kill you.jpg

The WeChat chat between the two collapsed, and neither of them had any interest in the other.

Ying Tongchen put down his phone, turned his head and glanced at the Q version of Zhuoshu who was lying on the sofa, found a rope from the tool box, and let out a creepy sneer.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and he went to take a hot bath.While drying his hair, the scene of another big hand blowing his hair appeared inexplicably in his mind.

He shook his head, leaving the dog man behind.

Throwing the clothes into the washing machine on the balcony, he leaned against the railing and saw a pack of cigarettes on the small round table next to him.I just remembered it inadvertently, it seems that I haven't smoked a cigarette for several days.

He used to be very addicted to smoking. The old man and Meng Gong and Lv Zongcai always told him to quit. After he was busy with work, he gradually quit, and only occasionally took a cigarette to relax.

He reached out to touch the cigarette box, shook it, and a cigarette ran out of the box.

He held it between his fingers, turned the lighter with the other hand, stared for a moment, put down the cigarette, and turned to enter the room.

He found a better way to relax - punching the Q version of Zhuowei a few times.

Refreshed.

At this time, there seemed to be someone knocking on the door outside the room, first twice gently, then three times heavily.

Ying Tongchen turned around: "Who is it?"

No one answered.

He walked to the door, glanced through the cat's eyes, saw no one, and subconsciously picked up a long-handled umbrella at the door.

There were several more knocks on the door.

Ying Tongchen opened the door, and as soon as he raised the handle of the umbrella to face the outside, he saw Zhuo Shu flashing over from the side of the door, and subconsciously pressed the opening of the umbrella.

As soon as Zhuo Shu approached, he saw him spin up an umbrella and open it above his head with a bang, which looked like some kind of strange welcome ceremony.

Zhuo Shu: "...?"

"Don't engage in these fancy ceremonies in the future." He glanced at Ying Tongchen in disgust.

Ying Tongchen: This is just a ceremony for you to welcome death.

"Where are the shoes?" Zhuo Shu stood inside the door and glanced around, and gave him a last look, and tapped his forefoot on the ground, "Find me a new pair soon."

"It's so late, and you came here on purpose to die?" Ying Tongchen angrily put away the umbrella, and found a pair of newly unpacked shoes from under the shoe cabinet, "There are no new ones, so let's just wear them."

"I'm not one to settle down." Zhuo Jue said forcefully.

"Then you go barefoot, or get out."

Zhuo Shu glared at him, changed his shoes cursingly, and pointed out the reason for his visit while walking to the living room: "I came to you mainly to vent my anger. I was very angry when you talked to me like that on WeChat just now. To... wait, what is that?!"

Zhuo Shu paused and pointed at the sofa angrily.

Ying Tongchen looked in the direction, and saw the Q version of Zhuo Zhi stuck on the pillow. What was more special was that the Q version of Zhuo Zhi was tied to the pillow by a rope.

Ying Tongchen: "."

"What did you do to it?!" Zhuoshu raised his eyebrows, sat down on the sofa, looked at the poor Q version of Zhuoshu, and took it out of the rope with distress, "Give me a reasonable price." explain."

Ying Tongchen rubbed his temples and said, "I haven't asked you yet, what audio did you record in it?"

"Huh? What recording?"

Ying Tongchen looked at his extremely confused expression, he didn't seem to be faking it, and wondered, "Didn't you do it?"

"What did I do?" Zhuo Shu turned his head to look at the Q version of himself, and the cuter he looked, he raised his hand to touch the Q version's face.

Ying Tongchen: "Don't!!!"

That's too late.

Zhuo Shu had already pressed the recording switch, and Ying Tongchen's humming sound came from inside again.

Ying Tongchen died socially again, and he was unwilling to face the world again.

Zhuo Shu's eyes lit up: wonderful.

"Turn it off quickly!" Ying Tongchen turned up the volume.

Zhuo Shu pressed the switch again, but found that there was no effect, and explained: "Maybe I was in a hurry, and the work was too rushed, so they didn't have time to make the finished product, right? This is probably a semi-finished product. This recording pit was made by us last night. So forgetful that we accidentally hit the switch?"

"Is this plausible?!" Ying Tongchen picked up the pillow and hit him on the head, "It's all your fault! What crap you made!"

Zhuo Shu's brain was constantly being hit, and he didn't feel angry at all. Instead, he felt happy and shook his head following the voice in the recording.

Ying Tongchen got tired of shaking the pillow, threw it aside, collapsed on the other side of the sofa, tugged at the button of his collar, and kicked over: "Get up, go back to your house."

Zhuo Shu moved a little to the side and listened intently until the recording was over.Only then did he sit up straight in satisfaction, and held back his smile, but he couldn't hold back at all.

"I really didn't do it on purpose." After Zhuo Shu finished explaining, he lowered his eyes to look at his feet. The flesh and bones were well-proportioned, and the veins bulged.

His eyes slowly moved up from his long legs, and the other party was half lying on that end, with the collar of his shirt open, revealing a bit of his collarbone.

The chest rose and fell more obviously due to the movement, Ying Tongchen breathed with his mouth half open, raised his jaw, and looked at him angrily.

The two were silent for a moment, Ying Tongchen seemed to have noticed something, and looked at his crotch.

"..."

Zhuo Shu: "...cough!"

Ying Tongchen kicked him again.

"What are you doing at my house in the middle of the night?"

Zhuo Shu originally wanted to settle accounts with this rude person, how dare he try to put a dipper on his head?

But looking at the tempting scene in front of him, the recording version he just heard automatically appeared in his mind, and his brain stopped spinning for a while, and he could only use his lower body to think.

He grabbed the other party's ankle and pulled it down a little: "Of course I did what the Jinjiang audit forbids me to do."

There was a rustling sound, and there were a few more clothes on the ground.

"Well, get out. Aren't you afraid that Hongsuo will catch up?" Ying Tongchen panted.

"As long as we move fast enough, Hongsuo won't be able to catch up with me." Zhuo Shu leaned against his ear and lowered his voice, "We're very experienced in this, aren't we?"

Ying Tongchen let out a sigh: "What experience? The experience of being locked out many times? Hmm, oh, oh, I don't even dare to put an ellipsis now."

Zhuo Shu laughed in a low voice, and had to lament again that the narrowness of the house really meant that there was nowhere to put it.He caught a glimpse of something, turned back after a while, picked up the rope that bound the Q version of Zhuoshu, a light flashed in his eyes, it was time to really settle the score.

"It's okay, readers understand us, it's really difficult to live in Jinjiang these days." Zhuo Shu grabbed his wrist, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Right? Huh?"

In the end, both sides were hurt, Ying Tongchen got two more red marks on his wrist, and Zhuo Shu got two more bite marks on his neck.

"You're really talking." Zhuo Shu lay on the side as if venting his strength, loosened the rope on his wrist, and touched his neck, "It hurts so much."

Ying Tongchen kicked him and said weakly, "Fuck."

"Don't fuck, don't fuck, it's time for you to rest, we want sustainable development."

Zhuo Shu glanced at him unsatisfied, then picked up the doll from under the pillow bed, and said solemnly: "Well, the recording version has been updated."

"..." Ying Tongchen glared at him, which seemed to have no deterrent effect in this situation, but rather a bit of refusal and welcome, "Take your things and get out."

"I won't." Zhuo Shu casually put on some clothes, bent down and carried him to the bathroom, "Can you take a shower by yourself after I'm gone?"

"I can."

"Can you have better back rubbing skills than me?"

"...No." Ying Tongchen compromised.

"Tsk, there's no bathtub?" Zhuo Shu looked at the narrow bathroom and frowned in confusion, "It's really inconvenient for the house to be small."

It's time to change to a bigger villa. If there is a bathtub for this kind of thing, there will be some hard-to-extract movements.

After taking a bath, the two were lying on the bed, and when they were about to fall asleep, Ying Tongchen asked suddenly: "What did you say on WeChat tonight? What happened to the old man? Did you help him?"

"No, I was just scolded by an old man." Zhuo Shu pulled him into his arms, rubbed his head, and unconsciously lowered his head to kiss his hair, "It feels like no one has scolded him for many years." I got it, I felt angry and funny for a while."

"How did he train you?" Ying Tongchen didn't bother to move, let him hold him in his arms, and silently rolled his eyes.

"Say I don't value my family, hey."

"How could it be?" Ying Tongchen retorted.

Zhuo Shu looked down at him, his expression was slightly moved, his eyes were full of encouragement, and he motioned for him to continue talking.

Encouraged by Ying Tongchen, he said directly: "It's not just family members, you don't think of others at all, right?"

Zhuoshu: "..."

"I'm going to be angry and the consequences will be serious."

"Well, let's live, let's live." Ying Tongchen felt sleepy, yawned, closed his eyes in a daze, and muttered, "You'll be sloppy, why don't you refute when others say you?"

Zhuo Shu's expression moved slightly, and he purred his fur.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he was asleep, he reached out to pick up his mobile phone, turned on the unimportant trumpet, stared at the class teacher's chat history for a long time, and edited solemnly: [I am usually busy with work, this is my responsibility. negligence.But one thing must be emphasized, I love my family very much. 】

After putting down the phone, Zhuo Shu let out a breath, and the stone in his heart disappeared.He looked down at the person who was sleeping soundly, and kissed his forehead.

"I told you that the consequences are very serious." Be careful that I eat your tofu.

In the morning of the next day, the sun was a bit dazzling. The moment Zhuo Shu opened his eyes, he was stunned for a while by the strange room before he remembered that this was Ying Tongchen's home.

Last night, I was busy with business, so I didn't take a good look at it.

He quietly withdrew his numb arms, got out of bed, picked up his clothes, closed the curtains to block the light falling on Ying Tongchen's face, and then turned around the room.

The space is not big, except for a big bed, there is a wardrobe, and through the glass door, you can see that it is full of shirts.

The next room is a study room, and the bookshelves are full of books, which can be seen at a glance when you walk to the door.

He turned to wash up, having been there since the last time he was drunk, so he knew where the toiletries were.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and Ying Tongchen woke up faintly.

He turned over and prepared to continue to sleep, but then he thought that there was still someone at home, so he couldn't fall asleep anyway.After dragging his tired body, he got up, put on his clothes, and checked the time on his phone. There were several unread messages.

Just now, Zhuo Zi sent him a photo of the shopping mall, reporting that he and his classmates planned to buy some special products for his family, and then he was going to catch a flight home.

[Head Teacher]: Alright, pay attention to safety.

The earlier news was Brother Zhuo, who sent him a message in the middle of the night.

He stared at the news for a while, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

[Head Teacher]: You are awesome, I believe you are a good parent [Like]

When Zhuo Shu saw the news, he couldn't help shaking his legs, as if he had received such great recognition, he happily put down his phone, whistled, and turned his head to see the English newspapers on the shelf.

At this time, there was a "click" sound from the door, and Ying Tongchen squinted his eyes and pushed open the toilet door.

Zhuoshu: "!"

Ying Tongchen walked in in a daze, habitually found a toothbrush and toothpaste on the washstand, just stuffed it into his mouth and brushed it a few times, then slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the mirror, suddenly, the whole People froze.

With his toothbrush in his mouth, he slowly turned his head and looked to the rear right.

I saw Zhuo Shu sitting upright on the toilet, holding a toilet book in his hand, looking at him gracefully and dumbfounded.

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Zhuoshu: "......"

Zhuo Shu passed it over with a sharp look: "Get out!!!"

"Excuse me, you continue." Ying Tongchen retired gracefully.

After the door was closed, Zhuo Shu put down the newspaper stiffly, reached for a tissue, and the door suddenly opened again.

"Excuse me, let me put the cup down." Ying Tongchen put the cup on the stage, "This time it's really goodbye, goodbye."

Zhuoshu: "..."

Is there still Wang Fa?ah? !

It's very social!

The author has something to say: Good news, good news!Congratulations to Zhuoshu for breaking the iron rule that Jinjiang's president won't poop!

If you, me, and him die in society, it's fair to everyone.