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

Seeing Xu Zesheng from a distance, Zhou Zhuojing shuddered, trying to break free from Luo Yiming, but the other party just tightened his hands, and he couldn't move anymore.

"You, let me go." He lowered his voice and said harsh words like a threat, "My brother is here, he is very fierce, please let me go quickly, otherwise, otherwise..."

"Your brother." Luo Yiming squinted his eyes half-closed, looking at Xu Zesheng with vague eyes, "That's him?"

When the two were talking, Xu Zesheng had already walked up to him.

"Let go." With a sullen face, he said succinctly, "Didn't you see that Xiao Jing didn't want to?"

"Why should I let go?" Luo Yiming asked back confidently. The two confronted each other with staring eyes, causing the passing students to look sideways, but he didn't seem to care, and then said, "He just hit his ass, I don't hold him He, can he walk?"

Why do you have to say such a thing so loudly!

Zhou Zhuojing hurriedly lowered her head, for fear of being hit by a classmate she knew, and saw his joke.

"Don't bother, I'll just hug him and leave."

Xu Zesheng stretched out his hand, wanting to take Zhou Zhuojing, but Luo Yiming turned around and blocked him.

"No trouble." Luo Yiming curled his lips, "He's not heavy."

"Little Jing," Xu Zesheng called Zhou Zhuojing's name, without taking his eyes off Luo Yiming, "Do you want to be hugged by him?"

"I..." Zhou Zhuojing was about to speak when someone pinched his waist. He glared at Luo Yiming bitterly, almost gritted his teeth, "Put me down quickly."

Luo Yiming couldn't hold back his face when he yelled like this, he snorted, but didn't refute.He seemed to be strong and unreasonable, but his movements were meticulous. He waited until Zhou Zhuojing stood firm before releasing the hand clasped around the opponent's waist.

"Does the butt hurt?" Xu Zesheng didn't hesitate, and pulled him into his arms, "Why didn't you be careful? Can you still walk now?"

"It just touched the corner of the table." Zhou Zhuojing scratched his head embarrassingly, "Of course I can walk."

It was Luo Yiming who made a big fuss and insisted on sending him to the infirmary.

"That's right." Zhou Zhuojing suddenly looked at the pouting person opposite, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"There is... something to do!" Luo Yiming glanced at Xu Zesheng behind him, and said uncomfortably, "Zhou Zhuojing, I, I want to make friends with you, can I?"

"Ah?" Zhou Zhuojing's eyes widened in surprise, he didn't expect Luo Yiming to come to him specially for such a reason.

"Don't you want to?" Luo Yiming frowned anxiously, his cheeks flushed.

"I don't want to." Xu Zesheng didn't let Zhou Zhuojing answer, he took the words decisively, and turned around, "Let's go first."

"You're just his brother, why do you make decisions for him!" Luo Yiming was a little unconvinced, and trotted forward to block them, "I want to listen to Zhou Zhuojing himself."

"I'm just his brother?" Xu Zesheng didn't hold back anymore, turned his head to look at Zhou Zhuojing, then looked at the child who was half a head shorter than him, and said viciously, "Very well, our family is more traditional. If my brother doesn't agree, you're out of the game."

"You, you!" Luo Yiming was so choked that he couldn't speak, then looked at Zhou Zhuojing pitifully, "Are you really unwilling?"

He was already young, pretending to be aggrieved like a child begging for sugar, anyone who saw him would soften his heart.

Zhou Zhuojing hesitated for a moment, not willing to speak seriously, so he nodded slightly.

"This is my phone number!" Luo Yiming was prepared, and stuffed the note into Zhou Zhuojing's arms, "You remember to call me!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hands and ran away, as if Zhou Zhuojing would refuse if he took a step slower.

The note with the phone number was like a hot potato, Zhou Zhuojing held it in his hand, neither accepted it nor threw it away.He glanced quietly at Xu Zesheng who was behind him, and seeing the gloomy face on his face, he felt even more inexplicably guilty.

On the way back, Xu Zesheng was silent and did not speak.

The atmosphere in the car was tense, and Zhou Zhuojing couldn't hold back. Seeing that he was unhappy, he took the initiative to ask, "Are you angry?"

Xu Zesheng didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the car window.

Sure enough, I was angry.

Zhou Zhuojing couldn't help it, so he cautiously approached him a little bit, and then leaned against him.

"Don't be angry."

He got very close, and when he spoke, the hot air from Xu Zesheng's ears fell on Xu Zesheng's ears, itching like feathers that could seduce people.

Xu Zesheng didn't hesitate any longer, turned around, hooked his waist, pulled him hard, and hugged him onto his thigh.

And Zhou Zhuojing was thinking of coaxing words, but he was caught off guard and didn't sit still when he heard the other party speak in a muffled voice.

"Why did you take his call?"

"Ok?"

"Why did you tell him I was your brother?"

"no……"

Xu Zesheng didn't give him a chance to explain, and buried his head into his neck, complaining softly.

"You're so attractive, I'd be scared."

He was aggrieved, Zhou Zhuojing's heart softened, and he gently raised his hand to rub his hair.

"What are you talking about? No one likes me."

"Yes." Xu Zesheng tightened his hands and said in a low voice, "There is one here."

Zhou Zhuojing was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, his cheeks were already completely red.

His head was so hot that he couldn't think anymore. Naturally, he didn't notice that the person holding him sneaked into his pocket. He quietly took out the small note with his contact information and held it tightly palm.

That night, Luo Yiming couldn't remember how many times he turned on his phone.

The desktop is as usual, without any extra prompts.

"Is my phone broken?"

He turned off the phone and turned it on again, looking forward to opening the call log, and wrinkled his face sadly for a moment.

"Zhou Zhuojing, liar!"

The author has something to say:

Xu Zesheng: Today is also a day when the weak and helpless need comfort from their wives QAQ

Luo Yiming: Why does this person have two faces!