[Quick travel] The host is OOC again

The weekend villa was still so quiet, or even quieter than before. The servants in the living room were diligently cleaning the ground, and the gardener was trimming the flowerbeds in the garden.

Aunt Zhao helped Chef Li with a plate, and couldn't help but sigh: "That kid Zhuzhu is working too hard, it's rare that he doesn't have much schoolwork on weekends and has to go to work."

Chef Li couldn't help but said, "Isn't that right, this kid is so annoying."

"Speaking of which, isn't Zhuzhu's birthday today?"

"It seems so," Aunt Zhao scratched her head, "Zizhu said that the day his grandfather picked him up was his birthday, that's today!"

"Old Li, don't you know how to make cakes? Prepare one for Zhuzhu's child."

"Oh, well..."

Gu Zhu's life experience is no secret in the villa. Everyone knows that this well-behaved and lovely child is an orphan and lives a hard life. He can come to the business to work to pay off his debts.

When they found out about this, everyone was shocked.

Shang Jue's footsteps stopped when he passed the kitchen door. Hearing the words of the people in the kitchen, veins popped out of his forehead, and his hand holding the cup creaked.

No wonder, there was no one in the early morning!

And, is it his birthday today...

Shang Jue gritted his teeth, turned around and put the water glass on the table, the water glass collided with the table and made a dull sound.

He didn't even tell him!

Jones stood in the conservatory watering the plants with a watering can, enjoying a rare moment of comfort.

"Ding Dong, you have a new message from Master Devil~"

The corners of the gentle man's upturned lips suddenly drooped. He looked at the watering can in his hand and the splendid cosmos, and scratched his hair irritably.

When he appeared in front of Shang Jue, he was a capable and shrewd assistant.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Standing at the door, Shang Jue sneered, he tidied up his cuffs which were soaked in water slowly, and slightly parted his thin lips: "Where's Gu Zhu?"

Jones: "Zi Zhu has gone to work."

Shang Jue's eyes showed sarcasm: "Zi Zhu? When did you two get along so well?"

He didn't even call him Zhuzhu, huh...

Jones: How should I answer this question? I'm waiting online. It's very urgent.

Half an hour later, a low-key black car pulled up on the side of the road. Shang Jue sat in the back seat of the car, looking at the boy in the Diagonal Dessert shop who smiled sweetly at him, his face became more and more ugly.

Without squinting, Jones typed quickly with his hands on his knees, and soon the words "message sent" were displayed on the phone screen.

He thought, he couldn't do this job anymore!

The other party quickly responded to the message. Jones' eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to turn on the phone. The bold words "Double the year-end bonus" blinded his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

The man let out a breath, and the corner of his mouth pulled out a perfect arc: he can, really!

After Gu Zhu delivered the cake, suddenly his back felt cold, he blinked suspiciously, and looked out of the glass window, except for the bustling pedestrians and vehicles, there was nothing.

Is it wrong?

The boy couldn't help tilting his head, his fluffy hair swayed mischievously in the air, causing friendly laughter from the guests.

Back at the cash register, the girl with the ponytail gave him a friendly smile: "Gu Zhu, thanks to you, our business has become much better."

The girl is the shopkeeper's daughter and Gu Zhu's little boss.

This shop has cooperated with him the most. In the past, when Gu Zhu was still covering her eyes with bangs, she always helped in the back kitchen.

This time it was the little boss who saw that he had changed a lot, so he let him come to the front. The wages of the front office, the back kitchen, and the back kitchen are quite different.

"Boss! Here's another strawberry cake!"

"okay!"

Gu Zhu rubbed the back of his head, pursed his lips and smiled shyly, and said softly, "I'll go to work first."

The little boss squinted his eyes and smiled happily, nodded and said: "Yeah."

Looking at the young man's busy back, the little boss lay on the counter and couldn't help dozing off.

"jingle…"

The wind chime at the door made a pleasant welcome sound, and the little boss looked up, his slightly narrowed eyes slowly widening.

The boy is nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a white T, a smoky gray casual jacket, and khaki casual pants.

His eyes were narrow and long, with dark eyeballs staring straight ahead.

The little boss is excited all over, what a handsome guy!

She got up and stood gracefully: "Welcome, what do you need?"

The boy stood, staring straight at the bright smiling young man not far away, he pursed his lower lip, and walked forward quickly.

The little boss hooked the corners of his lips, but he didn't stop him. Instead, he folded his arms around his chest and squinted to watch the show.

Gu Zhu bent down and put a plate of strawberry cake on the small wooden table. The fresh strawberries exude a sweet and sour taste, combined with the sweet and greasy cream, decorated with green and cool mint leaves, which attracts the index finger.

The little girl who ordered the cake thanked her with a blushing face. She summoned up her courage, looked at the handsome boy who looked like a porcelain doll, and whispered, "Brother, you can, you can add..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the little girl's face turned from red to white. She looked behind the young man in horror, as if seeing a ghost, she lowered her head suddenly.

Gu Zhu gave a suspicious "hmm", her curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

The autumn sun is slightly warm, it jumps mischievously through the clear glass onto the delicate and white skin of the young man, and casts a fine shimmer like gold powder.

The boy's cheeks were slightly bulging, with a soft smile, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, beautiful like a painting, cleansing his restless mind.

A hand grabbed his wrist and pulled it hard.

Gu Zhu opened her eyes wide, and she fell back. It was a hug full of wind and dust, with a trace of coolness in the autumn wind.

The boy held the slender person in his arms tightly.

At that moment, he felt a kind of fear in vain, as if this person would fall out of his palm.

want to catch...

Shang Jue pursed his lips, buried his cheek on the boy's neck, exhaled hot breath.

He got it.

That's his.

Gu Zhu tilted her head, her cheeks were hot, his hand was held by Shang Jue and he couldn't move, so he had to soften his voice: "Student Shang, let me go."

Shang Jue rubbed the soft skin, and then let go of the young man, but the hand was tightly clenched, his brows and eyes were slightly wrinkled, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction: "Is it because my salary is too low? You actually went out to work behind my back!"

The tone was not heavy, but it knocked on Gu Zhu's heart.

He lowered his head, his life in the past has already penetrated into his bone marrow, and he was very good in the business, but it was too good, which made him feel unreal.

"Sorry…"

Gu Zhu hangs her head, feeling a little helpless, he seems to be angry...

Shang Jue was really angry, it wasn't that he couldn't afford to support him, he needed to work hard.

The boy pursed his lips without saying a word, and firmly pulled the boy to the cash register, took off the little apron on the boy's body, and pulled him away.

Gu Zhu followed the boy's footsteps staggeringly, turned her head and said "sorry" to the little boss.

The little boss looked indifferent, and waved to them very happily: "Come again next time!"

Along the way, Shang Jue never said a word, Gu Zhu obediently sat on one side, glanced at the stern-faced boy from time to time, a little at a loss.

He stretched out his finger, hooked the boy's hand on his knee, shook it lightly, and said softly, "Don't be angry, it's my fault."

Shang Jue squinted at the obedient boy, the touch on his fingers was soft, with the unique warmth of a boy.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and then pressed down flat again.

Thinking of the surprises prepared for the teenager at home, the other party will definitely be happy.

Gu Zhu thought that the other party was still unhappy, and he really had no other choice. He secretly glanced at Jones who was driving seriously in front of him, moved his little butt, and took advantage of the boy's unpreparedness, "baji" kissed him.

A wet saliva mark was left on his cheek, and Shang Jue's ears turned red into tomatoes visible to the naked eye.

With a straight face, he silently grabbed the boy's hand and pressed it in his palm, warning in a low voice: "Be honest, don't move around."

"Oh"

Courage only lasted for a moment, and Gu Zhu, who realized what a stupid thing he had done, wished that there was a hole in the ground that he could slip into right now.

His face was flushed with embarrassment, his head was slightly tilted to one side, there were white teeth on his bright red lips, and the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was disturbed.

He doesn't think I'm Meng Lang, Gu Zhu fidgets and moves her butt, but she doesn't dare to look at Shang Jue.

Shang Jue leaned back, lay lazily on the backrest, and teased: "Is there a torch burning under the buttocks? Sit down and don't move."

Gu Zhu: "Oh."

Back at the villa, Gu Zhu found that the servants who were supposed to be working were gone, not even Aunt Zhao, so he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Shang Jue put his hands in his pockets and walked quickly past the boy. He stood on the stairs and looked down, explaining: "Today is the weekend, I give them a holiday."

Gu Zhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded foolishly, that's it.

The test paper assigned by the teacher hadn't been finished yet, so the boy stayed in his room doing homework in the afternoon, completely unaware of what happened at the door of his room.

Aunt Zhao stood at the corner holding a broom with a complicated expression on her face. She saw her young master standing at the door of Zhuzhu's house for a long time. If she wanted to ask for something, she would not knock on the door, and if she was fine, she would not leave.

Unable to figure out what these young people were thinking, Aunt Zhao turned around and left with a broom in hand.

Shang Jue stood at the closed door, raised and lowered his hands, he felt that managing the company is not so difficult.

Just when he raised his hand again, the door opened from the inside, the two of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.

Gu Zhu looked at Shang Jue in surprise: "Student Shang, do you have anything to do with me?"

Shang Jue: "Well, come down to eat."

Gu Zhu asked, "Aren't Uncle Li on vacation? Who cooks the food?"

Shang Jue turned his head, a little annoyed: "It doesn't matter who made it, as long as it's edible or not."

Hearing this, the young man blinked his big moist eyes, covered his mouth and smiled.

"Okay, young master, let's go eat."

"Wait, wait a minute..." Shang Jue took Gu Zhu's hand.

The boy tilted his head in doubt.

The boy took out a blindfold from his trouser pocket and said with a straight face, "You have to take this with you."

Looking at the blindfold with the yellow Pikachu printed on it, Gu Zhu became even more puzzled. This series of behaviors made him have a vague guess.

The young man pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Okay."