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

The familiar warmth enveloped him again, and his nose was filled with the clear scent of soap from the other party's body.Zhou Zhuojing reacted belatedly, and wanted to push it away, but Xu Zesheng took advantage of the situation and dragged him onto the bed.

"No, Dad said we can't live together." Zhou Zhuojing whispered the words of refusal, "Obviously you agreed to him."

"I regret it." Xu Zesheng buried his head in the side of Zhou Zhuojing's neck, sucked his scent greedily, "I couldn't sleep well without you."

"You talk nonsense again." Zhou Zhuojing poked his chest, "I can't help you sleep."

Xu Zesheng gave a low laugh when he heard the words, he raised his head slightly, and spoke right into Zhou Zhuojing's ear.

"It can't help you sleep, but it can make you feel at ease."

The ambiguous heat made his ears burn, Zhou Zhuojing blushed, and his rejection softened.

Xu Zesheng noticed the change in him, stepped back a little, and took a closer look at his blushing face under the moonlight.The little curly hair that used to be unruly in the past is now pressed against the forehead by a silk blindfold, the person in the arms carefully purses his lips, and his round eyes are shining with water.

The nameless dry fire burned to the throat.

Xu Zesheng swallowed, leaned down, and aimed at Zhou Zhuojing's red mouth.

Closer and closer.

Just as the two of them were breathing entangledly, there was movement outside the door.

The muffled sound of knocking on the door sounded like a bell in the silent night, Zhou Zhuojing was so startled that he quickly pushed the person away, and patted his chest flustered and guilty.

Xu Zesheng was caught off guard, staggered two steps back, barely stood still, then half-closed his eyes, and looked towards the door, it was late, who else in the family would come up to find Zhou Zhuojing.

"Xiao Jing, it's me." Zhou Zhuoting's voice came through the wooden door, "Have you... rested?"

"I..." Zhou Zhuojing replied, wanted to agree but suddenly remembered that Xu Zesheng was still in his room, and quickly lowered his voice, "Brother, I've already laid down, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

His tone was mixed with a bit of laziness, very much like the listless tone after being woken up by someone.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and Zhou Zhuoting spoke again.

"I just went to find Xu Zesheng, but he is not in the room."

Zhou Zhuojing's eyes widened suddenly, looking at Xu Zesheng opposite him, he was so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"He...he might have gone to the bathroom?" Zhou Zhuojing hesitated, "Anyway, he's not here with me."

This is true to say that there is no silver 300 taels here.

Xu Zesheng lowered his head and held back his smile, expecting Zhou Zhuoting outside the door to understand.

"Xiao Jing, be good, open the door." Zhou Zhuoting sighed, "I want to talk to Xu Zesheng."

Zhou Zhuojing wrinkled his face bitterly, mouthed Xu Zesheng, and asked him what to do.

Xu Zesheng shrugged and motioned for him to open the door.

Zhou Zhuojing hesitated for a moment, thinking that procrastinating was not an option, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and open the door.

Outside the door, Zhou Zhuoting folded his arms and saw the two people in the room without any surprise on his expression.

"Are you willing to open the door?" Zhou Zhuoting shook his head, looked at Xu Zesheng who was behind his younger brother, and couldn't help frowning, "I heard from my father that you moved to the downstairs room tonight."

Xu Zesheng raised his eyebrows in disbelief, but did not answer.

"It's so late, it can't be sleepwalking, right?" Zhou Zhuoting stared at him fiercely, "I underestimated you. On the first day you officially entered the Zhou family, there was such a big news."

"Brother." Zhou Zhuojing stood in front of Xu Zesheng defensively, "This incident happened because of me, how can Xu Zesheng be blamed?"

"Little Jing." Zhou Zhuoting rubbed his brows with hatred, "Don't talk yet."

Xu Zesheng also touched his head, and pulled him behind him.

"It happened suddenly." Xu Zesheng looked at Zhuo Jing last week, "It won't happen next time."

"Okay, I didn't come to you to ask questions." Zhou Zhuoting paused, "Father was worried that you wouldn't get used to the new room, so he specially told me, the eldest brother, to take good care of my younger brother. I didn't expect that I knocked on the door for a long time. No one agreed."

It is more like supervision than caring.

Xu Zesheng knew Zhou Zhuojing's concerns, so he didn't intend to stay any longer.

"I needed to find Xiao Jing just now, so I'm going back now." Xu Zesheng explained vaguely, looked sideways at the person behind him, and said softly, "You should rest too, good night."

Zhou Zhuoting stared at him as he walked out of the room, and then looked at Zhou Zhuojing who was alone in the room, his voice also slowed down a lot.

"Xiao Jing, go to sleep and have a good rest."

Until the sound of the door lock fell, Zhou Zhuojing sat back beside the bed in a daze.

For some reason, after sending Xu Zesheng away, he felt a little empty in his chest, as if something was missing.

Go down the winding stairs.

When he came to the door of the room, Zhou Zhuoting stopped the person in front of him.

"Xu Zesheng." He said in a deep voice, "Since you have returned to Zhou's house, don't think about Xiao Jing any more."

"Careful thinking?" Xu Zesheng turned around when he heard the words, and asked knowingly, "What kind of small thinking are you talking about?"

"You are brothers in name now." Zhou Zhuoting clenched his teeth, "Brothers are brothers, do you still want to develop further with Xiao Jing?"

Xu Zesheng sneered, he stared fixedly at Zhou Zhuoting in front of him, and said quietly after a long time: "I'm afraid I'm not the only one who wants to develop further?"

"You..." Zhou Zhuojing's face darkened suddenly, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"It's better if I'm talking nonsense." Xu Zesheng raised his head halfway, as if he saw through the person in front of him, "I'm not the same as you, so what about the brother in name, I like Zhou Zhuojing and I will fight for it, but what about you?"

And what about him?

Zhou Zhuoting's body froze.

Xu Zesheng is right, if you like something, you have to fight for it.

But is Zhou Zhuoting worthy of him?

He has been the successor of the Zhou family since he was a child, and he is destined to marry the daughter of the family in the future.He shoulders the ups and downs of the entire Zhou family, and there can be no mistakes. He doesn't even have the freedom to love his lover, let alone his own brother.

So, for so many years, he has been repeatedly telling himself that Zhou Zhuojing is his own younger brother, and he must not have any more affection for him than a brother.

I never thought that feelings cannot be hidden after all, and now Xu Zesheng pointed it out straight to the point.

"That's it." Zhou Zhuoting clenched his fists, "I won't interfere in your affairs with Xiao Jing again."

After he finished speaking, before Xu Zesheng could reply, he turned his back and strode away.

Seeing him walking away, Xu Zesheng had complicated eyes.

Living in a famous family, it seems to be glamorous, but in reality, there are countless unavoidable things.

He walked back to the room slowly, and suddenly remembered the kiss he had just been interrupted by Zhou Zhuoting, and the remaining trace of sympathy suddenly turned into sullenness.

It's really not the right time.

Xu Zesheng took out his mobile phone, quickly opened Zhou Zhuojing's dialogue box, and sent a sentence with a blank face——

Mosquitoes bite me again QAQ