Become the white moonlight of the attack

"I heard that you have a little boy?"

"..." Jiang Zhuo moved the phone away from his ear in a daze, and stared at the screen of the phone. It was Feng Wenke who was right.

"What boy?" Jiang Zhuo turned on the speakerphone, put the phone on the table, and picked up the information on the side to check.

"You still don't know?" Feng Wenke's surprised voice came from the receiver, "Am I... okay, I'll tell you, you will always know."

Jiang Zhuo gave a perfunctory "Yes".

Feng Wenke told Jiang Zhuo what he heard from Secretary Li. Secretary Li would not spread those nonsense words, but Feng Wenke specially reminded Jiang Zhuo, "That's all I heard, but you should know better than me. The reality is much more than that.”

Jiang Zhuo's eyes suddenly became darker. He put down the documents in his hands, curled his hands slightly, and put them on the table.

"I see." The voice was much lower than usual.

"So, Fu Shixin sent you here this morning? Driving your car?"

Jiang Zhuo didn't deny it, "Yes."

Feng Wenke became interested, "So, you..."

Jiang Zhuo stopped Feng Wenke before he finished speaking, "It's not what you think, we..."

Jiang Zhuo wanted to justify the cold "it doesn't matter", but he swallowed it when he thought of Fu Shixin crying silently on his shoulder yesterday and telling him not to leave.

Feng Wenke didn't open his mouth, he straightened up unconsciously and waited quietly on the other end of the phone. Jiang Zhuo rubbed his brows and counted his heartbeat. Will he be scolded to death when he compromises because of his body and body?

"It's just a coincidence." Jiang Zhuo thought of many excuses and could only make up the number with this one.

Feng Wenke smiled back, leaning back against the chair with an intriguing smile, "Since it's settled, it's fine."

"Isn't this sentence talking about you again?" Jiang Zhuo objected to Feng Wenke and replied.

"Me?" Feng Wenke found it funny, "What should I worry about? It's you, you really accepted Fu Shixin?"

Feng Wenke's words hit Jiang Zhuo's mind, and Jiang Zhuo was dumbfounded.

Jiang Zhuo's silence made Feng Wenke understand clearly. Just as he wanted to persuade him, he retracted his words. No matter how much he said about his feelings to outsiders, it would not help the matter. Only when the person involved fully understands is the most effective.

He exhaled lightly, thinking about the absurd things he had done in the past few years, and he was too embarrassed to say more, "Okay, you just need to know for yourself, I have to hang up beforehand, take time to get together, just the two of us."

"Okay." Jiang Zhuo hung up the phone.

Knowing that he has become the company's gossip, Jiang Zhuo didn't care, but this matter quickly reached Mr. Xu's ears. When he was about to leave work, Mr. Xu called Jiang Zhuo to the office and asked if the person involved had a boyfriend. .

Jiang Zhuo was speechless, but he could only bite the bullet and say yes to his boss. He couldn't let his boss think that he was playing with the little boy's feelings.

Mr. Xu didn't ask too much about his relationship. Since Jiang Zhuo decided to start a relationship again, he always felt at ease, said some high-sounding words, and asked him to handle the company's interpersonal relationship well, so that he would not delay work because of his relationship.

The best way to quell rumors and gossip is to ignore them, and coincidentally, he's good at that.

After leaving Mr. Xu, Jiang Zhuo went straight back to the office to pack up his things and go home after get off work.

Colleagues from the company left one after another. When they saw Jiang Zhuo getting into the passenger seat of his white car in the parking lot, everyone understood that it was the legendary boy who came to pick up Mr. Jiang.

They scrambled to see the person in the driver's seat clearly, but failed.

"Are they looking at me?" Fu Shixin glanced at the colleague who was left behind by him from the outside rearview mirror, thought about what he heard from Feng Wenke, and smiled self-evidently.

Jiang Zhuo was obsessed with Fu Shixin's affairs in the morning, and his work efficiency was very low, so he had to sacrifice his lunch break to level up his work, so he took off his glasses and closed his eyes to rest after getting in the car.

Facing Fu Shixin's conversation, he pretended not to hear it and ignored it.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk again, Fu Shixin didn't force him, so he just shut up and turned on the radio to listen to the broadcast.

The space in Jiang Zhuo's car was very small, and a person with slender limbs like Fu Shixin could barely sit in it. He was thinking about whether to change Jiang Zhuo's car, or directly drive his own car to pick him up. he.

The car drove out of the parking lot, instead of heading in the direction of Jiang Zhuo's house, it made a detour around half of the city and stopped in front of a convenience supermarket.

Feeling the car stop, Jiang Zhuo gently opened his eyes and saw the convenience store in front of him. He had some doubts about Fu Shixin's actions. There was a large supermarket opposite his house. Why did Fu Shixin come here?

"Accompany me to buy some daily necessities."

"..." There is no waiting to buy daily necessities, and you have to travel half of the city?

Fu Shixin saw Jiang Zhuo's doubts and explained, "I want you to sleep a little longer."

Jiang Zhuo paused slightly with his hand on the door, opened the car door and did not speak.

Fu Shixin brought Jiang Zhuo here for shopping. Looking at the shopping cart full of daily necessities, vegetables and fruits, he thought he was moving. The suitcase, and the assistant Liu Shi standing behind the suitcase, Fu Shixin was really moving.

"What is this?" Jiang Zhuo pointed to the suitcase of the same style in front of Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu glanced at Fu Shixin, and hurriedly replied respectfully, "Mr. Jiang, I'll help President Fu carry our luggage."

Nonsense, can he not know?Jiang Zhuo's bright eyes stared straight at Fu Shixin.

Fu Shixin didn't seem to care, "I plan to live here for a long time, do you mind?"

Hehe...would I mind being useful?

Jiang Zhuo gave Fu Shixin a big look, and took out the key to open the door.

Assistant Xiao Liu followed behind the two of them with luggage. Because of the heavy luggage, Jiang Zhuo turned around and saw Xiao Liu struggling. He glared at Fu Shixin and helped Xiao Liu carry the suitcase into the room.

Fu Shixin stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, leaned lazily on the table in the entrance, and joked, "You're in such a hurry to help me pack my things?"

Jiang Zhuo glared at Fu Shixin angrily, "Come here and help."

Under Xiao Liu's dumbstruck, watching his boss come over to carry things with some reluctance, Xiao Liu swallowed hard to digest, if he told Miss Fu about this, would Miss Fu believe it?

After the things were moved, Fu Shixin gave Xiao Liu a cold look, and Xiao Liu immediately understood, "Well, Mr. Jiang, our company has to say goodbye in advance."

The boss is off work, what can you do as a little assistant?Before Jiang Zhuo could speak, he had disappeared at the door.

Jiang Zhuo turned around and ignored the hippie smiling Fu Shixin, and went back to his room to change his clothes.

When Jiang Zhuo changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, Fu Shixin was packing up in the kitchen with his shirt on his elbows and wearing an apron. Seeing Jiang Zhuo coming out, he greeted him with a smile.

"You wait on the sofa, today I will cook for you to have a full meal."

Jiang Zhuo looked Fu Shixin up and down, thinking about the scene where this guy almost burned his old house down a month ago, and couldn't sit still.

He rolled up his sleeves to replace Fu Shixin from the kitchen, but when he walked into the kitchen and saw the neatly cut vegetables on the chopping board, he looked at Fu Shixin with admiration.

"When did you learn it?" Jiang Zhuo asked in surprise.

Fu Shixin pushed Jiang Zhuo out of the kitchen with some embarrassment, and ordered him not to come in very seriously. As for Jiang Zhuo's question, he would not say that he was in the kitchen of his sister Huo Huo's house all day today.

Two simple side dishes were placed in front of Jiang Zhuo, which looked no different from ordinary home-cooked dishes. Jiang Zhuo sneaked a sneak peek at Fu Shixin, and saw him holding an apron with both hands and looking nervous, which was very funny.

Jiang Zhuo picked up the chopsticks on his right and coughed lightly, "Then I ate it?"

Fu Shixin's throat rolled, and he stretched out his hand to signal him, "Please." The eager eyes were fully displayed while speaking.

Jiang Zhuo suppressed a smile, and picked up a small piece of lettuce with his chopsticks. The lettuce slice was transparent but not thin, which was very pleasing to the eye.

He took a bite lightly, and seeing Fu Shixin move his lips, he couldn't help laughing anymore, but he choked himself with this smile.

Fu Shixin hurriedly walked behind him and patted his back, "It's all right, why are you laughing after a meal, I'm so funny?"

Warm palms pressed against Jiang Zhuo's back and kept patting Jiang Zhuo's back. Jiang Zhuo pulled him away awkwardly, "Well, I tasted very good, you should sit down and eat."

Fu Shixin was suspicious, he just took a small bite and knew it was delicious?

Fu Shixin sat back across from him. He had paid before serving the food, and the taste was barely edible.

"If you like it, you can eat it all." He really couldn't eat it. He tasted too many dishes today, and his tongue was numb.

Jiang Zhuo smiled lightly, and was not polite to Fu Shixin. He picked up the rice and ate it. Seeing Fu Shi's puzzled expression, Jiang Zhuo suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks, pretending to be very relaxed and said, "It's better than my first time. Much better at cooking."

Fu Shixin's face turned red. He knew that Jiang Zhuo had learned to cook since he was very young. He is now 26. Compared with Jiang Zhuo when he was seven or eight years old?

Jiang Zhuo didn't look at him, but continued to pick up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

After dinner, Fu Shixin took over all the work, washing dishes, mopping the floor, and washing clothes. As long as Jiang Zhuo reached out to do it, this guy would definitely take the work away before Jiang Zhuo, so that Jiang Zhuo could rest comfortably Rest on the couch.

Jiang Zhuo looked at the information with the tablet, and looked at the busy Fu Shixin from time to time, and suddenly felt that this feeling was quite good.

After finishing everything, Fu Shixin finally took a shower and returned to sit beside Jiang Zhuo.

He took a look at Jiang Zhuo and thought of something.

"I heard that I was called a bad boy? Or was it the one you kept?" Fu Shixin smiled hippiely and rubbed his handsome face into Jiang Zhuo's arms, looking like a big loyal dog.

Jiang Zhuo pushed him away in disgust, "You know everything?"

"Yeah." Fu Shixin turned over and deliberately put his head on Jiang Zhuo's lap, "Feng Wenke said that."

Jiang Zhuo put down the tablet in his hand and glanced at the person sleeping on his lap, wondering if he was too used to him.

"Go down, go back to your room and sleep!"

Seeing that Fu Shixin was not moving, Jiang Zhuo tipped his legs to signal him to get up.

Fu Shixin hugged Jiang Zhuo's leg tightly, and said coquettishly, "Just let me lie down for a while, I've been called a jerk, can't you comfort me?"

"...Heh, there is a little boy like you?" Jiang Zhuo was speechless.

Fu Shixin's hand suddenly moved up Jiang Zhuo's leg and stopped. Jiang Zhuo suddenly felt trembling all over his body. He stared at Fu Shixin fiercely with a strange expression on his face.

"Don't move around." The tone was a little lower than before.

Fu Shixin smiled, but he didn't listen to him, his hands kept groping, he slowly got up and approached Jiang Zhuo's face, "Brother, I'm hungry."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Fu Shixin: "Brother, how about you taking care of me?"

Jiang Zhuo: "Didn't I give you 20?"

Fu Shixin was speechless, "Isn't that a breakup fee?"

Jiang Zhuo: "Oh, what are you doing now?"

Fu Shixin: "Are you asking for interest?"