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

The air conditioner was blowing a cool breeze, but Zhou Zhuojing's cheeks felt slightly hot.

He glared at Xu Zesheng, turned his head, his ears were bloodshot.

"Do your own thing, please go out."

Hearing his deliberately angry words, Xu Zesheng bent down dumbfounded, leaned in front of him and asked, "Are you angry?"

"No..." Zhou Zhuojing raised his head as he spoke, and happened to meet Xu Zesheng's eyes, and his face began to turn red again, "What are you doing so close to me!"

Xu Zesheng saw his cheeks puffed up because of anger, couldn't hold back, lowered his head and took a bite.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Zhou Zhuojing came to his senses and reached out to pat him bitterly.

"You bite me again, you bite me again!"

It was clearly agreed to be a kiss, but why did it turn into a bite!

"Don't get angry, don't get angry." Xu Zesheng hugged his hand quickly, and coaxed softly, "Didn't you just say that mathematics is difficult? Where is it not? Let me help you see."

So, Zhou Zhuolan, who came upstairs to ask his younger brother to have dinner, opened the door and saw this scene.

Xu Zesheng was standing behind Zhou Zhuojing, half-bowed, with his arms around the person sitting in front of the desk, almost completely encircling him in his arms, resting his head on the other's curly hair, rubbing back and forth.

"Cough cough." He coughed twice, stepped forward, and pulled Xu Zesheng's hand away without any explanation, "Xiao Jing, it's time for dinner, and I'll do my homework later."

Xu Zesheng was caught off guard, and when he recovered, Zhou Zhuolan had already blocked his sight.

He lowered his eyes, recalling Zhou Zhuojing's kiss through the screen last time, his complexion darkened a bit.

"Zesheng is here?" Zhou Zhuolan seemed to have just seen Xu Zesheng, "Shall we go down for dinner together?"

"Okay, second brother." Xu Zesheng gritted his teeth and responded, reaching out his hand to pull Zhou Zhuojing up, but Zhou Zhuolan took the lead.

Relying on her closeness to Zhou Zhuojing, Zhou Zhuolan grabbed her younger brother and refused to give Xu Zesheng a chance to intervene.

Not leading anyone, Xu Zesheng had no choice but to clenched his fists secretly and silently followed them downstairs.

The Zhou family's parents lived away all year round, and they came home this time to celebrate Zhou Zhuoting's birthday. Now that Xu Zesheng has been settled by the way, they didn't stay any longer, and took the plane to leave early in the morning.Zhou Zhuoting returned to the company to handle affairs. He has always been a workaholic, and it is common for him not to go home for ten days and a half months.

In an instant, there were only three people left in the big family.

Zhou Zhuojing was sandwiched between the two, for some reason, he always felt the smell of gunpowder all over his body.

"Xiao Jing, I just gave you cold soup, you have a taste."

Zhou Zhuolan reached out for a bowl of soup and put it in Zhou Zhuojing's hand.

"Xiaojing, chicken legs, try it."

Not to be outdone, Xu Zesheng picked up a big chicken leg.

"How about just eating meat?" Zhou Zhuolan smiled provocatively at Xu Zesheng through Zhou Zhuojing, "Little Jing, eat some vegetables."

"Isn't it bad to eat too many vegetables?" Xu Zesheng retorted calmly, "Try the tofu made by Auntie."

The two came back and forth, and within a short time, the food in Zhou Zhuojing's bowl was so full that it almost fell out.

"Enough is enough, eat it yourself." Zhou Zhuojing quickly waved his hands, "I can't eat so much."

He opened his mouth in time, and the contest for adding vegetables came to an end.

But when he picked up the chopsticks, Zhou Zhuojing looked left and then again, the eyes of the two people around him were shining, he really didn't know where to start eating, so he had to take a mouthful of rice from the bowl.

Unexpectedly, the white rice would not let him go, and he choked on the rice grains before he finished eating.The feeling of suffocation made people's eyes turn red, he quickly covered his mouth, coughed heavily several times, and finally coughed out the rice grains.

Zhou Zhuojing let out a long breath, patted his chest, raised his head, but there were two glasses of water in front of him.

"Xiao Jing, drink water."

Zhou Zhuojing only felt a headache when the two men who looked alike spoke at the same time.

Can he apply to eat alone next time!

The eerie atmosphere continued into the night.

Zhou Zhuolan, who never interfered with his studies, unexpectedly entered the study for the first time.

He and Xu Zesheng stood in a corner of the study, like two giant Buddhas, guarding him while he was doing his homework.

Zhou Zhuojing wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only hold back if he had a question, otherwise he would feel as if he had left out the other party if he asked first.

"I heard that the second brother has learned piano since he was a child, and he has a specialization in art. I should supervise and supervise his studies."

Xu Zesheng spoke suddenly, the smell of gunpowder in his words was a bit heavy.

"I'm afraid Zesheng hasn't heard of it." Zhou Zhuolan replied with a smirk, "Although I chose art as a major, my grades have always been among the best in school, and I have been consistently ranked in the top three all year round. It is definitely not difficult to tutor Xiao Jing with her homework."

"Really?" Xu Zesheng raised his eyebrows, "But I know Xiaojing's study progress best, so let me do this."

"You can't say that..." Zhou Zhuolan wanted to reply, but was interrupted by Zhou Zhuojing who was lying at the table.

"Well...I want to do my homework by myself." He said timidly, "Go out for a while, okay?"

The two looked at each other, and each saw the disgust in the other's eyes.

Fortunately, they had no intention of staying any longer, so they snorted a few times and went out together.

The study room fell silent for a moment.

Zhou Zhuojing scratched her head helplessly, what happened today, why one or two of them seemed to have taken the wrong medicine.

Forget it.

There is still school tomorrow, and more than half of his homework is left unfinished.

Zhou Zhuojing didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly opened the book and started to write questions.

He didn't care about the time when he was doing homework. When he put down his pen and looked up at the clock, it was already past midnight.

It was raining outside the window at some point, and the wind was blowing against the glass window.The light and shadow of the thunder and lightning made the curtains shine, and accompanied by the muffled rumbling sound, the table was shaken a little.

Zhou Zhuojing yawned, and was about to go back to the room to wash up, but when he opened the door, he saw someone who had been waiting outside for a long time.

A few steps away, Xu Zesheng was leaning against the corner with his pillow in his arms. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he hurriedly raised his head, walked to the door, and fixed his eyes on Zhou Zhuojing.

"You..." The other party's eyes were hot, Zhou Zhuojing hesitated for a moment, and asked him softly, "Are you waiting for me?"

Xu Zesheng nodded and said sincerely, "It's thundering outside, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Zhou Zhuojing froze for a moment, and wanted to speak, but the sound of going up the stairs was heard not far away.

A moment later, Zhou Zhuolan appeared at the other end of the corridor with his pillow in his arms. He saw Xu Zesheng who was dressed in the same outfit as himself from a distance. He stopped, his eyes full of disgust.

"Are you also afraid of thunder?" He asked Xu Zesheng almost gritted his teeth.

Xu Zesheng forced a smile and replied, "It seems that the second brother is also afraid of thunder."

"Do you all want to sleep with me?" Zhou Zhuojing understood Zhou Zhuolan's intention, and pursed her lips in embarrassment, "But, my bed is not big enough."

"It's ok."

"Just squeeze."

Zhou Zhuojing stared blankly at the two people in front of him, forgot what he wanted to say for a while, and just said dully: "No, it's not very good."

After a while, the housekeeper reported Zhou Zhuoting's daily routine to Zhou Zhuoting as usual.

When Xu Zesheng was mentioned, the other party hesitated again and again and asked in a deep voice.

"Is Zesheng sleeping downstairs today?"

"Sir." The housekeeper said with difficulty, "There was thunder tonight, and the second young master and Ze Sheng both went to the young young master's room."

"You mean, the three of them share a room?"

"……Yes."

"absurd!"