Wu Shang

The two of them got along quite well last night, Wu Zhicuo took the initiative to clean up the room for him to stay, and Shang Mozhi also obediently entered the room that belonged to him.

For some reason, Wu Zhicuo always felt that there was something in his heart that he couldn't sleep for a long time, so that he didn't know when he passed out.

"Uncle, wake up, uncle, if you don't get up, you will be late!"

The sound of knocking on the door awakened Wu Zhicuo from the bed: "Go to work!"

When he hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door, he was startled by Shang Mozhi, but instead laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha!"

Shang Mozhi looked puzzled and said, "Uncle, what are you laughing at?"

"No...it's nothing," Wu Zhicuo suppressed a smile, "What the hell did you do?"

"What's the matter?" Shang Mozhi looked arrogant, "I woke up early in the morning to make breakfast for uncle!"

"Okay, okay," Wu Zhicuo patted him on the shoulder, "I'm sorry to trouble you, but I have to wash up first."

"Okay, I'll sit down first."

"Uh-huh."

When Shang Mozhi turned around, Wu Zhicuo stopped him, and said with a suppressed smile, "You feel really good wearing an apron, and ah... don't forget to wash your face again when you go out later."

"Ok?"

Before Shang Mozhi could react, Wu Zhicuo hid in the bathroom, leaned on the sink and laughed, he didn't expect Shang Mozhi to have such a cute side.

When Wu Zhicuo was brushing his teeth, the door behind him was suddenly opened, which startled him: "Shang Mozhi? Why did you come in."

Shang Mozhi had a smirk on his face: "Okay, uncle has also learned to play tricks on people, right?"

"Where...how can there be?" Wu Zhicuo felt guilty looking at the black marks on Shang Mozhi's face.

Shang Mozhi put his arms around his waist, and turned his head to the mirror with himself: "Then what is this on my face, uncle?"

"And... I didn't make it for you, so how can I count it as a trick?"

"But uncle not only laughed at me but didn't remind me, uncle is really bad!"

"I clearly reminded you!" Wu Zhicuo retorted.

"where?"

"Most... Finally, didn't I tell you not to forget to wash your face again?" Wu Zhicuo's voice became softer as he spoke, the last sentence was clearly a joke, and Shang Mozhi was not stupid.

"Then should I thank uncle well?" Shang Mozhi's voice was unusually low and ambiguous.

"Don't...don't move." Wu Zhicuo felt that Shang Mozhi's breath brushed against his neck, which was very itchy.

Shang Mozhi said in a low voice: "Then uncle will wash it off for me, or... I will wipe it off on uncle's face."

Speaking of which, Shang Mozhi has already started to move, clinging to his face and making intimate contact.

"Hey, wait!" Wu Zhicuo always felt that something would happen if this went on, "I, I'll wash it for you!"

"Oh?" Shang Mozhi immediately slumped on Wu Zhichao's shoulder, "Come on."

...Wu Zhicuo felt helpless, he had seen a cheeky guy who was hard to meet in his life.

Wu Zhicuo smiled with difficulty and wiped water on his face: "If I had a knife, I would definitely not be able to resist hacking you to death."

"Hee hee," Shang Mozhi smiled innocently, "but uncle doesn't have a knife."

……

After tossing about in the bathroom for a long time, Wu Zhicuo finally took Shang Mozhi out: "If I'm late today, I'll tear you apart!"

"Okay!" Shang Mozhi was still immersed in the brazen joy just now, completely ignoring the important points that should be paid attention to in this sentence.

Wu Zhicuo covered his face helplessly: "I must have owed you in my previous life!"

As soon as he sat down at the table, the phone rang, and Wu Zhicuo quickly answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Qi."

"Has Xiao Wu woke up?"

"Hmm..." Wu Zhichao looked seriously at Shang Mozhi who was beside him, and Shang Mozhi's expression was not good at the moment, "Just got up."

"Okay then," Qi Ji said softly, "Hurry up and wash up, I'll wait for you downstairs and buy you breakfast."

"it is good."

Wu Zhicuo agreed, but he didn't intend to waste the breakfast that Shang Mozhi worked so hard to cook, and sat down to start.

Shang Mozhi snatched the plate with an unhappy expression: "Didn't someone buy it for uncle? Why are you still eating something that is not on the table like me?"

"What... what, I didn't say I wouldn't eat your food."

"Does uncle want to eat my breakfast, go down and pretend he didn't eat it, and accept that person's breakfast?"

"I..." Wu Zhicuo couldn't refute, he really thought so, neither wasting Shang Mozhi's thoughts nor offending the boss.

"Hmph," Shang Mozhi sneered, "does uncle want to be in two boats?"

"What's the matter with two boats, don't you just eat? No matter how much I have, I can't eat."

Shang Mozhi said earnestly: "Uncle, if you are not full, I can give you my share. If it is not enough, I will make it for uncle until you are full!"

Wu Zhicuo didn't know what Shang Mozhi was serious about: "Can't you stop making trouble? Eat well."

"You can only choose one breakfast between me and that person, I hate being divided!"

"Making trouble for no reason," Wu Zhicuo felt a little upset in his heart, "Eat, I'll go down first or I'll be late, don't forget to lock the door when you leave later."

Just as Wu Zhicuo arrived at the door, he was suddenly imprisoned on the wall with one hand, Shang Mozhi lowered his head, as if depressed: "Huh, this feeling of being out of control is really, really uncomfortable..."

What Shang Mozhi has learned since he was a child is control, and he has always been the throne of the game and controls everything.But Wu Zhicuo is like a puppet without threads, no matter how superb his skills are, there is nothing he can do.This feeling of anger and discomfort sometimes drives him crazy.

"Get out of the way!" Wu Zhicuo tried to push him away but failed.

Shang Mozhi's face was calm, a little frighteningly cold: "I said uncle can only choose one, but I didn't promise to follow your choice."

Wu Zhicuo glared at him angrily: "Then what do you want!"

"Sit down and eat."

"I'm not hungry, so don't eat anyone's food!"

"No!" Shang Mozhi took another step closer, "If you still want to go to work normally, you'd better do as I tell you."

Shang Mozhi's words really made people angry, Wu Zhicuo was full of dissatisfaction, why should I listen to him!

Compared with subjective feelings, the objective status quo worries him more. He must not be late, and he must not lose the job!

"Okay, I'll eat! Get out of the way!"

Only then did Shang Mozhi relax a little, Wu Zhicuo took the opportunity to push him away, randomly grabbed something from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's okay now," Wu Zhicuo said with a mouth full of food, "I'm going to work!"

Wu Zhicuo picked up the bag and ruthlessly pushed Shang Mozhi away.

The moment he went out, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking inside, but Wu Zhicuo didn't stop, whether he would be late or not was the most important thing to care about now.

Wu Zhicuo rushed out of the building in a hurry, the familiar car was still waiting.

Wu Zhicuo ran to the front of the car and leaned on the window, he was still out of breath: "I'm sorry Mr. Qi, it took a little time today."

Qi Ji was still so gentle, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, get in the car quickly."

"Well, okay!" Wu Zhicuo hurried into the car.

At this moment upstairs, Shang Mozhi was standing in front of the window watching the slowly leaving car, wishing he could fly down and kill people.

Inside the car, Qi Ji pointed to the lunch box beside him and said, "Do you want to eat?"

"No," Wu Zhicuo casually made up a lie, "I had a stomachache this morning, so I couldn't eat."

"really?"

Qi Ji's meaningful tone made Wu Zhizuo stunned for a moment: "Yes... yes."

"Haha," Qi Ji smiled and pointed at the corner of Wu Zhicuo's mouth, "There are still porridge grains, wipe them off."

Wu Zhicuo was suddenly extremely embarrassed, this was a slap in the face by himself.

Wu Zhicuo quickly explained: "The porridge left in the refrigerator yesterday morning, I'm afraid it's a pity, so..."

"It doesn't matter," Qi Ji said with a smile, "I don't mind, anyway, the breakfast I brought over is cold, and I'm afraid you'll spoil your stomach."

Wu Zhicuo scratched his head with complicated emotions full of apology, not knowing what to say.

"Is there really no one else in Xiao Wu's family?"

"Hmm..." Wu Zhicuo thought for a while, "It's true that I live alone, but I have a cousin who often comes to visit."

"I was so anxious to go back yesterday because of that cousin."

"Uh... yes." Wu Zhicuo comforted himself, since he had told countless lies anyway, this one was not bad.

"It's good to have relatives who often visit."

Wu Zhicuo thought of Shang Mozhi, although he was quite annoying, but it was his tumult that brought a lot of life to the lonely room: "Yes, sometimes it's pretty good."

Qi Ji's eyes changed slightly: "I really want to find a chance to meet your cousin."

"Haha, okay." Wu Zhicuo just took it as his casual words.

Wu Zhicuo is a big-hearted person, even though there were so many bad things that happened in his fable earlier, he forgot all about them as soon as he arrived at the company, and nothing seemed to affect him.During the daytime, he basically spent time with Qi Ji, Wu Zhicuo never had to worry about his own lunch, every time Qi Ji ordered an extra portion of his special meal for him.

Qi Ji invited him to have dinner with him after get off work, but Wu Zhicuo hesitated and finally refused.

It was not too late when he got home, but it was dark too.Standing at the door, Wu Zhicuo was inexplicably disappointed. He thought Shang Mozhi would wait outside, but maybe he was thinking too much.

He couldn't help laughing at himself: "Isn't it just annoying him? Why do you still want him to come?"

Wu Zhicuo opened the door to the room, but the lights did not turn on as before. When he was wondering, a candle suddenly lit up in the living room.

Then, with that candle as the center, countless small candles also sparked, and when all the small sparks were lit, the surrounding thing also appeared——I'm sorry.And Shang Mozhi was standing opposite, holding a bouquet of roses, looking at Wu Zhichao with a grievance on his face without saying a word.

Wu Zhicuo covered his face with his hands, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.Really, he really couldn't bear the tactics of this group of young people.

It took him a long time to control his facial expression and shout: "Idiot, put out the fire! Don't you know that burning candles in a closed room will cause excessive carbon dioxide!"

"Oh." Shang Mozhi pressed the switch in his hand and all the lights turned on, and he clumsily blew out the candles one by one.

Wu Zhicuo shook his head helplessly, and tidied up with him: "How did you get in?"

"I didn't go out today. After ordering roses and candles, I waited for uncle to come home."

"I really lost to you, won't you be rubbed to death by your boss if you don't go to work?"

Shang Mozhi smiled slightly: "I don't think so."

"Really," Wu Zhicuo gave him a hard pinch, "When you get scolded, don't cry at my place."

"Absolutely not!" Shang Mozhi vowed.

The things on the coffee table were finally cleaned up, Wu Zhicuo and Shang Mozhi both collapsed on the sofa.

Wu Zhicuo kicked him: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Ordered takeaway."

"Then just let it go, I don't want to move."

"One night, I can last it." Shang Mozhi patted his stomach.

The anger between the men came quickly and dissipated quickly, and it was as if what happened in the morning had never happened before, and they were indifferent to each other.

"I'm going to take a bath first." Wu Zhichao got up and said.

"Okay." Shang Mozhi continued to slump on the sofa, watching Wu Zhicuo enter the bathroom.

After hearing the sound of water inside, Shang Mozhi took out his mobile phone and called Yu She.

Yu She's voice on the other end of the phone was still respectful and graceful: "Good evening, young master."

"Ah."

"What about now?"

"I did as you said, it seems pretty good, I don't seem to be angry with me anymore." Shang Mozhi glanced at the direction of the bathroom.

"That's good," Yu She said with a smile, "I will also be less angry."

"But it's really naive and clumsy to do that."

Yu She said with a bit of trickery in mind: "If you're not a little naive, how could Mr. Wu calm down so quickly? Mr. Wu wouldn't like a person who even looks smarter than him."

Shang Mozhi can fully understand Yu She's teasing meaning, and it is always his idea to fight a tooth for a tooth: "Oh? That's it. Thank you very much. It's hard to do things alone. I'll call Zijing to help you."

"Don't, don't," Yu She hurriedly begged for mercy, "You have already left me enough work. If you call that little ancestor again, I will probably be tortured to death. You don't want to lose a 24-hour long-term worker either."

This move has been tried and tested on Yu She, and Shang Mozhi is very satisfied: "You are right, so do it for me, otherwise I will have to throw you to Zijing."

Yu She was tired, and ended the topic with his usual short sentence: "Remember."

After hanging up the phone, Shang Mozhi threw the phone aside, raised the corners of his mouth evilly, he was going to grab his things firmly...