Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Zong Ze lovingly touched Xie Zhuo's cheek, and his voice was full of pity: "We, Ah Zhuo, are really whimsical."

Xie Zhuo: "..."

You bastard, if you don't agree, you don't agree. What's wrong with you?

Looking at the man with a malicious face, Xie Zhuo sneered in his heart.

If you don't agree with me, there's nothing I can do?

That night, Xie Zhuo locked himself in the room quickly after arriving home.

Zong Ze, who was waiting outside, clearly heard the sound of the door being locked.

Standing in front of the door, he chuckled inexplicably.

His Ah Zhuo is really pitiful and stupid.

It was night, the moon was firmly covered by clouds, and the whole room could not see any light under the credit of the curtains.

There was an almost inaudible sound from the locked door, and Zong Zeshi swaggered in from the door.

In his hand is the key to the house that he asked for from the housekeeper.

Xie Zhuo naturally knew the existence of those keys when he locked the door, but he locked the door this time to show his attitude of refusal.

He thought Zong was a gentleman, but he didn't expect that he was an out-and-out villain and a gentleman on the beam.

When awakened by the fiery breath, Xie Zhuo was dumbfounded: "How did you come in?"

"Ah Zhuo didn't take the key away, isn't that implying that I will come in directly?" The man kissed his temples and said casually.

Xie Zhuo had never seen such a brazen person before, he wanted to push Zong Ze away angrily, but his body had already been teased by him without any strength, so he had to be served by him again reluctantly before falling asleep.

Even in his sleep, his brows were frowning, and that bit of aggrieved reluctance made the man feel a little funny, but also a little bit of pity.

very pitiful.

Zong Ze lightly kissed the corner of Xie Zhuo's lips, and generously decided to give him an extra half hour of sleep tomorrow.

The scheduled alarm clock didn't ring, Xie Zhuo jumped up from the bed the moment he opened his eyes and looked at the phone: "I'm late!"

After working as a social animal hand for a period of time, he has learned the beautiful virtue of not being late without a teacher.

But today, this malfunctioning alarm clock broke his record of never being late for some time in the past.

Just as Xie Zhuo was gnashing his teeth and preparing to complain to the mobile phone manufacturer, Zong Ze walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, "Are you awake?"

The moment he saw the man, Xie Zhuo glanced at the phone in disbelief: "You didn't go to work?"

This guy is no longer a workaholic today?

"I only have a meeting in the afternoon today, so I can take a rest." Zong Ze rubbed the corners of Xie Zhuo's lips: "Don't worry, I've reported you for outside work."

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Is this still the Zongru he knew?

Openly and aboveboard, he always feels that it does not match his workaholic attributes.

Zong Ze could see something just by looking at his eyes, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Excellent employees who work overtime with the boss late at night will always have some preferential treatment."

"Bah!" Xie Zhuo took a deep sip, and slapped Zong Ze's face with a pillow: "You can wear a dress!"

This guy is really too angry.

Zong raised his eyebrows: "Go and wear it now."

Then, Xie Zhuo saw him open the door swaggeringly, and walked towards his room.

Xie Zhuo stared at his back in dumbfounded, "Come back!"