The rich and powerful fake young master is a true group favorite

Xu Zesheng lived not far from the school.

On a rainy day, he walked in a hurry, and in a short while he reached the entrance of the alley he usually went in and out of.

"you……"

"I have arrived."

The two spoke at the same time, Zhou Zhuojing was taken aback, and quickly lowered his head.

It's over.

They never said where they lived.

When he spoke suddenly, didn't he reveal that he had been secretly paying attention to the other party.

Xu Zesheng didn't think he was a pervert, did he?

Zhou Zhuojing sighed bitterly, wanted to explain, but heard Xu Zesheng speak again.

"Your head is round."

"what?"

Zhou Zhuojing raised his eyes suspiciously, and somehow the topic turned to his head.

"Very round." Xu Zesheng looked at him carefully and repeated, "The head is very round, the face is very round, and the eyes are also very round."

"I'm round?" Zhou Zhuojing pointed to himself, still a little dazed.

At this time, the moist evening wind mixed with raindrops blew past, his fine hair stuck to his forehead, his bright black eyes blinked twice, and the tip of his nose was glowing red, like a wet puppy, waiting for his master touch.

Xu Zesheng was startled, and almost subconsciously said, "Can I touch it?"

"what?"

"Touch the head."

Zhou Zhuojing was dumbfounded, sure that Xu Zesheng wasn't joking, hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes resignedly, raised his index finger and said, "Just one click."

Xu Zesheng nodded, and covered Zhou Zhuojing's hair with his big hands.

Sure enough, it was just as he had imagined, wet and soft, fluffy and comfortable.

It's a pity that before he could move, the other party suddenly raised his head: "It's here."

There was a bit of coquettishness in his words.

Xu Zesheng withdrew his hand regretfully, with reluctance still on his expression.

"You... aren't you here?" Zhou Zhuojing gently pushed him, "It's so late, you should go home."

Xu Zesheng stared at him fixedly, and finally opened his mouth after a long time.

"Thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

Xu Zesheng didn't speak any more, put the umbrella back in his hand, and strode into the alley.

Only now did Zhou Zhuojing see half of his drenched sleeve, and his mood was a little complicated.When he just opened the umbrella, Xu Zesheng seemed to be leaning towards him.

It was not his illusion.

Holding an umbrella, Zhou Zhuojing walked slowly towards the driver's parking place.

he thinks.

Xu Zesheng is really considerate.

Good grades and good looks.

No wonder he will become a heartthrob that everyone loves.

If he was a girl...

bah bah bah!

Zhou Zhuojing patted his head, how could he have unreasonable thoughts about the protagonist.

You must know that the protagonist's suitors are all future industry leaders, so it is impossible to fall in love with him.He still has a good relationship with the protagonist honestly. After graduation, he is admitted to a university farther away, leaves Zhou's house, and lives a good life.

He thought about it all the way, and when he returned home, he was still immersed in the prospect of the future.

"Xiao Jing, what are you thinking?"

A male voice interrupted his thoughts.

Zhou Zhuojing turned his head and saw his second brother Zhou Zhuolan standing at the kitchen door holding a glass of milk.

The Zhou family has three sons, he is the youngest, and there are two elder brothers on his head.Compared with the eldest brother who is always serious and unsmiling, the gentle second brother Zhou Zhuolan is closer to him.

Zhou Zhuolan is only three years older than him, and has won several piano competitions at home and abroad at a young age, and his nimble fingers are covered by an eight-figure insurance.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the flower of Gaoling is actually a younger brother in private. In life, everything related to Zhou Zhuojing, no matter how big or small, he always does it himself.

For example, warming up a cup of milk for Zhou Zhuojing before going to bed.

"Second brother."

Zhou Zhuojing paused, thinking that his second elder brother had always doted on him, he couldn't help feeling a little sour.Sooner or later, the second brother will know that he is not a child of the Zhou family, and will treat him as a stranger in the future.

"Little Jing, why are your eyes so red?" Zhou Zhuolan didn't know what happened, but seeing Zhou Zhuojing's expression was wrong, she immediately put down the milk, walked up to him, pressed him into his arms, and asked softly, "Who bullied you?" ? Tell the second brother, the second brother will vent your anger on you!"

"No one bullies me." Zhou Zhuojing shook his head and said in a muffled voice, "Second brother, if I wasn't your real brother, would you still be so kind to me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Zhuolan smiled lightly and rubbed his head, "You will always be my younger brother."

"I said, I said what if!" Zhou Zhuojing raised his head, insisting on asking for an answer.

"What if." Zhou Zhuolan pondered for a moment, "If Xiao Jing is someone else's younger brother, I might find a way to snatch you back and treat you as my own younger brother."

"You're teasing me again." Zhou Zhuojing curled his lips, but his mood improved a bit, "How can you snatch it back and be your younger brother?"

"Okay, kid. I knew you were coming back, so I specially warmed up the milk for you." Zhou Zhuolan half-carried him to the dining table, picked up the milk just now, and brought it to his mouth, "Don't think so much, drink After the milk, go take a shower and sleep."

The uneasy emotions were appeased, Zhou Zhuojing nodded, picked up the milk, and drank it in small sips.

It was late, Zhou Zhuojing was urged by Zhou Zhuolan to go back to the room to wash up after drinking the milk.He obediently went upstairs with his schoolbag in his arms, turned around, but didn't see the smile on his second brother's face disappearing for a moment.

After a while, a man in black walked into Zhou's study.

"What happened to the young master at school today?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

"No?"

"But when the young master came back, he held an umbrella for a classmate."

"An umbrella?"

"Yes."

"Go check that classmate."

"Yes."

Hold an umbrella for your classmates?

Zhou Zhuolan frowned, why had he never seen such a caring side of his younger brother.

Shouldn't it be...

Have you fallen in love early?

Zhou Zhuolan's face was mostly dark because it was just a prediction.

Which stinky fly, who doesn't know how to live or die, dares to think about their Zhou family's baby.

Damn.

He must discuss this topic with Zhou Zhuojing tomorrow.

Xu Shi and Xu Zesheng made progress.

Zhou Zhuojing rarely had a good night's sleep, but was almost late for school the next day.

He stepped on the bell and entered the classroom. Unlike the atmosphere of the morning reading in the past, the class at this moment seemed a little restless.

"What happened?" Zhou Zhuojing was a little puzzled, walked to his seat, stretched out his hand and pushed Qi Yan aside, "Why are they so excited?"

"Didn't you see the exhibition window at the school gate when you walked in?" Qi Yan turned to face him, as if observing the changes in his expression, and said word by word, "Someone posted some pictures of Xu Zesheng beating someone in a bar, The head teacher just took him away."

"You said Xu Zesheng?" Zhou Zhuojing's eyes widened in disbelief. In the past, he might still have doubts, but after getting along with him last night, Xu Zesheng would take care of others even if he held an umbrella. How could such a gentle person be with others? Fight, "There must be some misunderstanding!"

"Is there any misunderstanding, Xiao Jing, don't you know that Xu Zesheng is a poor student who got admitted based on his grades?" Qi Yan raised his tone a little, "His father is even a well-known gambler on this street. Ghost, what kind of good people can be raised in that kind of family."

That kind of family, that kind of family.

The four words fell on Zhou Zhuojing's heart like a needle prick.

He should be in that kind of family, not Xu Zesheng!

"You are not allowed to say that about him!" Zhou Zhuojing clenched his fists, his voice was not low, and the whole class looked over, "Xu Zesheng is not a bad guy!"

The bad guy is him.

He snatched everything that Xu Zesheng should have.

He is the child of a gambler, and he should live in that kind of family.

"Xu Zesheng is not wrong." Zhou Zhuojing gritted his teeth and said in a serious tone, "Qi Yan, don't say he is bad."

Qi Yan didn't expect his reaction to be so intense, and forgot to refute for a moment.

Just then, footsteps came from the back door.

Zhou Zhuojing turned his head, and his eyes met Xu Zesheng's.

Thinking of his aggressive appearance just now, he couldn't help lowering his head in embarrassment.

Xu Zesheng didn't have much expression on his face, he just asked Zhou Zhuojing in a voice that could only be heard by two people when he passed by.

"Do you want to go together tonight?"