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

The road in the middle of the night on New Year's Eve was empty, and there were few passing vehicles.

Xu Zesheng, carrying Zhou Zhuojing on his back, walked slowly along the path home, step by step.

The person behind his shoulder seemed a little uneasy, his hands moved awkwardly, he didn't know where to put them, and his cheeks were also blushing indistinctly.

In the quiet night, there is a sound of the wind blowing.

Zhou Zhuojing hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed Xu Zesheng's back, and spoke in a low voice.

"You put me down."

"Huh?" Xu Zesheng just murmured, shaking his hands, and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No." Zhou Zhuojing shook his head and explained with a guilty conscience, "I've gained a little weight recently, it must be very difficult for you to carry it on your back."

"Very strenuous?" Xu Zesheng smiled lightly and shook his head, "Are you doubting my ability?"

He spoke seriously, but Zhou Zhuojing's ears sounded like a wolf.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhou Zhuojing slapped him reproachfully, "I'm not injured, I can walk by myself."

Even he wondered why Xu Zesheng insisted on carrying him home when he was clearly able to walk and dance.

Xu Zesheng paused, and asked for no reason: "How long do you have to stand in the evening shift?"

"Well, I helped my colleagues to cover shifts today." Zhou Zhuojing counted his fingers, "Excluding lunch and dinner time, there are about ten hours."

Originally, he only had one shift, but the salary was high during the holidays. He thought that he would be fine at home, so he came out to work consecutive shifts.

"Standing for so long, you don't want your legs anymore?" Xu Zechang sighed, with a bit of distress in his tone, "Part-time jobs should also pay attention to your body."

Zhou Zhuojing turned his head to the side, saw his frown through the dim streetlight, and felt warm in his heart.

"Why don't you talk?" Xu Zesheng turned his head, "You hate me..."

In the middle of speaking, Zhou Zhuojing hugged him tightly and leaned forward to kiss him.

The sweetness of the lollipop has not dissipated yet, and the cloyingly sweet orange smell exploded the moment the two touched.

Xu Zesheng's mind went blank for a moment. He turned his head and cleared his throat pretending to be calm. It took him a while to react.

"Why are you kissing me suddenly?"

"Because Shengsheng is very cute." Zhou Zhuojing lay beside his ear, blowing on purpose maliciously, "Don't you like Shengsheng?"

"Zhou Zhuojing." Xu Zesheng lowered his breath unsteadily, "Did you forget that I am still a fresh-blooded high school student."

Zhou Zhuojing was startled, and was interrupted when he wanted to refute.

Xu Zesheng patted his thigh with his hands, as if threatening, and his tone was ambiguous.

"Believe it or not, you will be the one who will suffer."

Zhou Zhuojing's face turned red in an instant, as if thinking of something he shouldn't have thought of, he gave him two heavy hands.

"You're a hooligan!"

Xu Zesheng smiled and said nothing, turned his head to look at the person behind him, and suddenly raised his foot and rushed forward.

Caught off guard, Zhou Zhuojing was so frightened that he hugged his shoulders, and buried his head in his neck for nothing.

The heat of his breath hit the back of Xu Zesheng's neck, and he suddenly regretted it. Originally, he just wanted to tease his little curly hair, but he didn't expect that being hugged too tightly by the person he likes is sometimes a kind of torment.

The two walked slowly, and it was already 12:30 when they got home.

Zhou Zhuojing remembered that he was going to wish his brothers and sisters New Year's greetings, and took out his mobile phone only to find that the message indicated that it was already 99+.

Most of them came from Luo Yiming who was far away in City S. This guy had been sending him messages since the morning, but unfortunately he couldn't play on his phone during work during the day, so he didn't reply until now.Clicking on the dialog box, I saw that the emoji of the other party changed from a beaming New Year's greeting zodiac sign to a sad and sad puppy.

He hurried back to the past, explaining that he was working overtime today and just got home.

Luo Yiming obviously hadn't slept yet, so he came back quickly.

Luo Yiming: Brother, I have been waiting for you to say Happy New Year to me.

Luo Yiming: I'm so sleepy.

He has always been a good baby with a regular schedule, and he hasn't slept yet, he is really staying up late.

Zhou Zhuojing felt guilty inexplicably, so he hurriedly wished him a new year.

Zhou Zhuojing: Yiming, Happy New Year~

Zhou Zhuojing: Don't push yourself, go to sleep

Zhou Zhuojing: good night brother

Zhou Zhuojing: [New Year's red envelope]

Luo Yiming happily opened Zhou Zhuojing's red envelope. Although the amount was not large, it was the first time he received a red envelope from his brother, and he was so happy when he was typing.

Luo Yiming: Wow, I still have a red envelope!

Luo Yiming: So happy!

Luo Yiming: Brother, happy new year!

Luo Yiming: You should rest early too!

A series of exclamation points.

Zhou Zhuojing could feel Luo Yiming's joy through the screen.

He turned his head, met Xu Zesheng's gaze, and said with a smile, "Kids are easy to coax."

"Children?" Xu Zesheng raised his eyebrows, glanced at his mobile phone, and suddenly felt a little apprehensive, "Why doesn't Xiaojing give me red envelopes? I'm obviously easy to coax."

"Xu Zesheng, you are already a big boy." Zhou Zhuojing pinched his face and said seriously, "You can't ask me for a red envelope."

"No red envelopes..." Xu Zesheng frowned pretending to be distressed, "Can I ask for something else?"

Zhou Zhuojing was stunned for a moment, but before he recovered, he was half dragged and half carried into the room.

So, the remaining strawberry-flavored lollipop was also tasted by the two of them.

At the same time, Zhou Zhuolan stared at the phone, and then glanced at Zhou Zhuoting beside him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"It's time for Xiao Jing to get off work, why haven't I received my red envelope yet?" He shook his phone vigorously, "Could it be that the network at home is not good, so I didn't send it out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone sent a video call.

Zhou Zhuolan connected without even thinking about it. He thought it was his younger brother who had been talking about it all day, but he didn't want to meet Gu Changfei's smiling face after the black screen.

Seeing Zhou Zhuolan, the other party seemed a little surprised, as if the harassing video he dialed casually would be connected, but he came back to his senses after a while, and waved his hand at the camera with a smile on his face.

"Lanlan, happy new year."

"Who is Lanlan?" Zhou Zhuolan's face darkened. He had never met someone like Gu Changfei. He couldn't run away when he was beaten, and he couldn't leave when he was scolded. Lan."

Seeing his fierce response, Gu Changfei was not annoyed, and still nodded with a crooked smile: "Okay, Lanlan."

"Gu Changfei!" The person who is always gentle and good-tempered in the eyes of others also exploded at this time. Zhou Zhuolan was afraid that his elder brother would hear something was wrong, so he walked towards the room with his mobile phone and reiterated viciously, "Don't call me Lan Lan!"

Gu Changfei was completely unaffected, staring at the vivid expression on the screen with burning eyes, and said again after a while.

"Sure enough, you look pretty even when you're angry."

"Shut up." Zhou Zhuolan angrily walked to the door and isolated the conversation between him and Gu Changfei in the bedroom.

Zhou Zhuoting glanced up at his younger brother's room, then shook his head helplessly.

It seems that he is the only one left in the Zhou family now.