The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

The story of the reconciliation of the two dutiful sons in the ward has spread vividly and vividly through Sister Niu's mouth.

Everyone in this ward knows that the two brothers are now inseparable, and they have used it to teach their children——

"Look at how harmonious they are, who fights like you all day long?"

"Look, they're out to dinner together again."

"Tsk, what's the matter with the big man holding hands? Your father and I have been hanging shoulder to shoulder with your Uncle Wang all day long, that's called brothers! Don't talk about holding hands, it's no big deal for brothers to sleep shirtless together. I didn't know it at a young age."

......

A week later, the old man can be discharged from the hospital after removing the stitches. It happened to be the weekend.

"Where's that filial son of Zhuo Shu?" The old man got into the car with a smile, "He circles around me every day, and the noise makes my brain hurt. Why can't I see him?"

"He has gone to the company, and he has accumulated a lot of official business in the past few days."

The old man leaned on the back of the chair, smiled and said: "Thanks to you, you have heard a lot of stories when you see me these days."

Ying Tongchen smiled helplessly: "What versions are there?"

"One is a wealthy family fighting for inheritance, the other is a real son and an adopted son, and the other is even more outrageous, saying that I am your leading brother, and I will be both your big brother and your father. Now that the big brother is in trouble, the two younger brothers work together to make money for me. recuperate."

Ying Tongchen laughed out loud: "The days in the hospital are too boring, so naturally there will be more gossip."

"I'm not bored." The old man chuckled, "I'm almost annoyed by Zhuoshu. When you're not around, you pester me to tell you about your past, and you insist on photos."

Ying Tongchen frowned: "There are no photos, I don't have any."

"But I have." The old man smiled triumphantly.

"W-what?!" Ying Tongchen looked at him suddenly, then turned back to look at the road ahead, "What photo do you have of me?"

"Do you still remember that when you just transferred to another school, the class I led happened to have an English drama performance of Snow White?"

The corner of Ying Tongchen's mouth twitched: "No, remember, get it."

"At that time, I couldn't find anyone, so I found someone from your class to make up for it." The old man smiled and said, "You just happened to play the vicious big sister."

"..."

"Who made you look good." The old man sighed, "Unfortunately, you stole all the limelight from Snow White, and the indifferent face is so lifelike, especially the Lolita skirt on you... ...."

"If you say one more word, don't blame me for disregarding the relationship between teachers and students." Ying Tongchen gritted his teeth.

After a while, Ying Tongchen suddenly parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head to look at him suddenly, and said belatedly: "You don't have a photo of me at that time, do you?!"

"That's right." The old man nodded, "The performance was so successful, of course I have to take pictures, or high-definition pictures taken with a camera."

"..." Ying Tongchen said in disbelief, "You won't return the photo to him, will you?"

"How could I give it to him so easily? After all, it's your exclusive private photo." The old man said.

Ying Tongchen let go of his hanging heart, and as soon as he started the car, he heard the old man say, "So Zhuo Shu bought it from me at a high price."

Ying Tongchen: "!"

As soon as Zhuo Shu picked up the phone, he was interrupted by Mi Shu: "Mr. Zhuo, you have checked your phone countless times and tried to scare me with weird laughter, but it is useless. Quickly write signed."

Zhuo Shu snatched back his cell phone, covered it up like he was hiding some treasure, and continued to read the files.

At this time, the phone rang, and he grinned, then coughed weakly, restrained his excessive smile, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hearing that his tone was normal, Ying Tongchen didn't know whether he had looked at the photo for a while, so he asked from the side, "What are you doing?"

"I'm dealing with official business," Zhuo Shu said.

Ying Tongchen was full of doubts, and said humbly: "Can I ask you to have eyes that haven't seen the photos?"

Zhuo Shu muffled a laugh and said, "It's late."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Half a minute later, Ying Tongchen said without love, "Let's break up."

"No way." Zhuo Shu said, "Come to the hotel tonight, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"You'll know when you come."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Shu couldn't help but look at the photo again.

The person in the photo is standing on the stage, wearing a delicate skirt, a wig, and holding a small white folding fan in his hand. He has seductive makeup, an indifferent expression, and turns his head to look at the auditorium indifferently.

Bang, heart attack.

As soon as Mi Shu raised her head, she saw the boss clutching her chest and bumping her head against the table. She was startled: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Don't do this, make a will first!"

Zhuo Shu raised his head and glanced at her sharply: "I want the things you prepared, are you ready?"

"I'll send it right away." Mi Shu said.

"Okay, you go out first." Zhuo Shu waved his hand calmly, and as soon as the person left, he immediately turned on the phone and began to frantically lick the screen.

I couldn't help it, and then posted a few circles of friends, but it was still only visible to one person.

[Zhuo Zi's parent]: Beautiful! [picture]

[Class teacher] Reply: Do you want to be beaten?

[KW Zhuoshu]: So beautiful! [picture]

[Yanyu Yingtongchen]: Do you want to be beaten? ? ?

【. 】:very beautiful! [picture]

[Ying]: You wait.

Zhuo Shu gave Ying Tongchen a begging and cute emoji: [Poor] [Poor] [Poor]

Only then did Ying Tongchen realize belatedly that they were all three small bosses, and they all bumped into each other...

After dinner in the evening, I wanted to stay and watch TV for a while, but was kicked out by the old man: "Go, go back to your house, I want to live my own night life."

Ying Tongchen had no choice but to rush to the hotel, full of murderous intent, opened the door, and saw the other party sitting solemnly at the desk reading a book, extremely quiet and well-behaved, had already taken a shower in advance, his hair was lying limply on his head, and the neckline of the bathrobe was slightly wide open.

"The book is held upside down." Ying Tongchen reminded.

Zhuo Shi changed the direction of the book expressionlessly, and continued to pretend to turn a page.

Ying Tongchen closed the door, and as soon as he walked forward, the other party didn't lift his head, he put his arms around his waist, pressed him on his lap, and put his head up to suck his lips.

"Why is it so late." Zhuo Shu took a bite lightly, "The food is going to be cold."

"There is still food?" Ying Tongchen asked in surprise.

Zhuo Shu pointed to himself: "If you don't come, my brother and I will be cold."

"..." After a long time, Ying Tongchen pushed him away, "I'll take a shower first."

"it is good."

After they entered the bathroom, Zhuo Shu came to his senses and quickly took out a gift box from under the table.

After taking a shower, Ying Tongchen pushed open the door and saw a big box with a bow tied on the bed, walked over to uncover the lid, and asked, "What... what is this?!"

Zhuo Shu smiled and said, "This one is the closest to the same style."

Ying Tongchen picked up the lo skirt, gave him a cool look, and smiled: "Do you want to wear it?"

"No, I don't want to." Zhuo Shu explained, "Actually, there is something I want to confirm."

"Confirm what?"

Zhuo Shu shyly said: "I want to see, if you dress up as a woman, will I still like you (/ω＼)"

"?" Ying Tongchen said quietly, "We'll talk after you think it over."

Zhuo You scratched his head, but it was hard to tell the truth, he simply bent his index finger and middle finger, put it on the palm of the other hand, made a gesture of kneeling, and said aggrievedly: "Please, just wear it. "

A moment later, Zhuo Shu stood outside the door with his skirt in his arms.

The room attendant passing by was about to step forward to ask, but he immediately waved his hand, sent the person away, and knocked on the door softly: "Open the door, you open the door..."

At this time, an unexpected person came out from the next room.

"President Zhuo? Why are you standing here?" Liu Li'ang walked over.

Zhuo Shu immediately leaned against the door, turning his head away from him: "You've got the wrong person."

Liu Li'ang went around to the other side again: "How could I recognize the wrong person, who else could such a handsome and handsome man be?"

Zhuo Shu nodded immediately, "Hi, I'm right here."

"Long time no see, Mr. Zhuo, but what are you doing standing in the corridor dressed like this?" Liu Liang looked at his clothes from top to bottom, and when he saw the skirt in his hand, he stopped abruptly, trembling his hands , "This dress is...?"

Zhuo Shu looked up at the sky and pretended to be dead.

Unexpectedly, Liu Lian reacted greatly, reaching out to grab the skirt, with a look of nostalgia, and whispered: "Is it you? My princess."

Zhuoshu: "?"

When Liu Li'ang raised his head again, his eyes became bright and energetic: "Mr. Zhuo, do you know Moucheng No. [-] Middle School?"

"I know." Isn't this the school that Ying Tongchen and the old man were in before?

Zhuo Shu looked at him: "You can't be a student in No. [-] Middle School, are you?"

"Yes! Take a good look at me again, do you have any impression?" Liu Lian stepped forward excitedly, and almost stuck to him.

Zhuo Shu hurriedly took a few steps back.

"You really don't remember me?" Liu Li'ang suddenly remembered something, "Oh yes, I changed my stage name before my debut. My original name was Liu Mang. Do you have any impression?"

Zhuo Shu: "...No."

"I confessed my love to you back then, my princess!" Liu Lian said, clutching his skirt, "I am your junior, and your demeanor on the stage was so fascinating back then, I fell deeply in it , so I also had a stage dream, and a dream about you. At the end of the performance, I went to the backstage to confess my love to you, but you pushed me away without saying a word. You were so cold and ruthless. Handsome! It's a pity that I was dismissed by the school the next day because of repeated fights, and I never confessed to you again."

Speaking of this, Liu Lian became shy and timid, and bumped him with his shoulder, "So my princess is you, maybe this is the arrangement of fate... huh? What is your expression?" ?”

Zhuo Shu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he took a deep look at him, wishing he could linger and linger him with his eyes.

Seeing his deep eyes, Liu Li'ang couldn't help feeling shy: "Mr. Zhuo, my room is right next to it~"

As soon as the voice fell, the room of 2808 opened.

Liu Lian leaned against the door with half of his body. He was caught off guard and almost fell inside. Fortunately, a hand caught his arm and stabilized him.

Then--

He was pushed away.

What a familiar feeling!

He looked at the other party in surprise, and unexpectedly saw Ying Tongchen again!Haunted!

Ying Tongchen glanced at him lightly, then turned to look at Zhuo Shu.

Zhuo Shu walked in immediately, and a moment later, Zhuo Shu came out angrily, pointed at Liu Lian viciously, and gritted his teeth: "I remember you, just wait for me."

Liu Lian: "Okay~"

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Ying Tongchen was about to close the door when his gaze inadvertently fell on the skirt in his hand, and he snatched it back.

"Hey, what are you doing..." Liu Lian was about to ask a question when he glanced at him coldly and closed the door.

Liu Lian blinked, and a sense of familiarity came over his face.

After a long time, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, put his head in his hands, and murmured: "Wait, wait, there seems to be something wrong, why is this kid more like my princess???"

After Zhuo Shu returned to the room, he turned around and asked, "Do you have any impression of him?"

Ying Tongchen: "Not at all."

"Okay, you're eavesdropping."

"..."

Zhuo Shu was so angry that he threw his head on the bed and muttered: "That man is really ugly, you must not have any impression of him."

"Don't you know who he likes?"

"Who?"

Ying Tongchen turned his head to look at him, and smiled silently: "Fool."

The more Zhuo Shu thought about it, the more angry he became. Thinking that before they knew each other, Ying Tongchen might have provoked too many lovers, so wouldn't he be very dangerous?

So falling in love is such a dangerous thing?

No, I still have to hurry up and learn how to hold a man's heart.

He took his mobile phone and searched the Internet for a while, but found that there was no sign of Ying Tongchen, turned over and looked at the room: "Tongchen?"

"I'm here." A voice echoed from the bathroom, "That...you come in."

Zhuo Shu opened the door, only to see that Ying Tongchen had already put on the dress, the purple silk was dotted with some silver star grains, which perfectly fit his tall and slender figure, extremely elegant.

Ying Tongchen's ears were slightly burning, his eyes dodged, he turned around, revealing a clean back: "Help me zip up."

Zhuo Shu was suffocated for breath, and did not pull it up for a long time, and carried him directly back to the room.

Ying Tongchen landed on the soft quilt, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "You just promise me one thing first."

"Yes, yes, yes, you can say anything." Zhuo Shu said impatiently.

That night, the two of them lay in bed for a few more meteor showers.

He was very enthusiastic and found that no matter whether he was wearing men's or women's clothes, he was very happy.

When Ying Tongchen fell into a deep sleep, he secretly kissed him on the forehead and whispered: "I love you."

The next day, there was a howl in the room.

"Ahhh! Don't go too far!"

"Who agreed to me." Ying Tongchen pulled hard.

Zhuo Shu screamed again, feeling like his waist was about to break.

He looked down at the skirt on his body, wanting to cry without tears: "I'm really covered in lard."

"Hold your breath, I'm going to pull it up soon." Ying Tongchen instructed.

Zhuo Shu lifted it up in one breath, and almost carried it on his back, but the zipper was only closed a little bit.

"Forget it." Ying Tongchen let go of his hand.

Just as Zhuo Shu breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a "click" and looked at Ying Tongchen in horror.

Ying Tongchen shook his phone and raised his eyebrows: "Okay, you can go home now."

Special: T^T

Not long after, Ying Tongchen also posted a few Moments.

[Head Teacher]: Beautiful! [picture]

[Zhuo Zi's parent] Reply: Don't post it, don't post it, you will be stupid if you post it again.

[Words should be the same as the dust]: It's so beautiful! [picture]

[KW Zhuo Zhuo]: The Tiger Cries.jpg

[Ying]: Very beautiful! [picture]

【. 】: Kneel down.jpg