Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

"Then you have to work hard." Zheng Xingzhou still insisted and refused to show weakness.

While talking on his mouth, he was subconsciously pinching Zhong Yucheng's fingers in his hands, tossing and turning like the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Zhong Yucheng stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly moved closer, breathing intensively on his face, and then seriously said: "Are you happy now?"

Zheng Xingzhou was taken aback for a moment, he had already put his previous worries behind him, but when Zhong Yucheng said this, he couldn't remember it for a while.

Zhong Yucheng didn't want to remind him either, he kissed Zheng Xingzhou's face and said seriously: "Now I'm happy too."

Zheng Xingzhou stared at him with wide eyes, as if accusing him of the sudden attack.

Zhong Yucheng kissed again, and then reminded him: "You should get up."

Zheng Xingzhou didn't want to get up, he squeezed the joints in his hands, put his whole body weight on Zhong Yucheng, and changed the subject, "Do you have any plans for today?"

Zhong Yucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, as if thinking.

Zheng Xingzhou rolled his eyes at his attitude: "You must have arranged everything."

As soon as Jia put the clothes that Zhong Yucheng had chosen by the bed, Zhong Yucheng picked up the clothes and helped Zheng Xingzhou put them on, and while buttoning up the buttons, he asked slowly, "What's Xingzhou thinking?"

Zheng Xingzhou let him help him get dressed, and after thinking for a while, he came to his senses. Asking A Yi about such things would give him an answer: "A Yi, what are we doing today?"

Jia Yi said without hesitation: "The Patriarch has no arrangements."

Um?Only then did Zheng Xingzhou realize that Zhong Yucheng was not teasing him, but that he really didn't have a schedule.

Zhong Yucheng bent down and clinging to his feet, put on his pants, and a smiling voice sounded slowly: "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Zheng Xingzhou glanced at the man in front of him, and belatedly realized that he was helping him put on his pants...

He retracted his feet, pulled up his pants, avoided Zhong Yucheng's hand, and was a little puzzled, why did he ask him to help him get dressed?

When he reached out to put on the shoes, he came to a conclusion: it must be because Zhong Yucheng's movements were too natural and too skillful, there was no sense of disobedience, and he didn't notice anything wrong.

He hopped on the ground with one foot, put on another shoe for himself, and then looked back at Zhongyu City.

He was following behind him, stretching out his hand to support him, seeing him standing still and looking at him with strange eyes, he withdrew his hand, and returned to his usual domineering and cool way: "What's wrong?"

Why is it so natural for him to dress others?So skilled?

Zheng Xingzhou looked at him suspiciously: "You..."

Then his attention was easily distracted by him: "There is no plan today, just you and I will read books and chat in the castle together, how about it?"

Zheng Xingzhou thought for a while, nodded, and wanted to say something else.

Zhong Yucheng already pushed him to the bathroom and said, "Then you go wash up first, I'll wait for you outside."

Until he saw Zheng Xingzhou walking into the bathroom with an unresponsive expression on his face, Zhong Yucheng's expression instantly turned cold, as if he had changed his face.

He turned on the screen and sent the photos and information of the conversation he saw just now to Jiayi: "Check out the other party's identity."

A received the document and nodded.

Do well what the Patriarch ordered, and do well what the Patriarch did not order.

For example, analyze clearly the truth and falsehood, the intention of the other party, and the response measures. It is necessary to make everything clear, so that there will be no mistakes when the Patriarch brings it up next time.

This is the self-cultivation of a hidden guard.

A trace of pride emerged in Jiayi's heart, and it was silently wiped away in Zhong Yucheng's suddenly softened expression.

After Zheng Xingzhou finished washing, he could finally sit with Zhong Yucheng, shoulder to shoulder, feeling each other's body temperature, under the filtered sunlight, it was gentle and not dazzling, enjoying the world of two people.

A helped them out with drinks and desserts, then quietly retreated to the corner and turned on the screen.

Zheng Xingzhou was lying on a comfortable soft recliner made of unknown materials, holding Zhong Yucheng's hand, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and smiled relaxedly.

They are not indoors in the castle, but half outdoors.

Just in the depths of the castle’s garden, a small space was built. On the back wall is a whole bookshelf filled with books. The top of the head is a filter layer made of transparent materials. In the distance is an unobstructed view of the garden. .

The small semi-enclosed study is skillfully integrated into the garden, warm and comfortable.

Zheng Xingzhou moved his eyes from the sky to the various green plants in the distance, dotted with flowers of various colors, and a hundred flowers competed with each other, mixed with a faint fragrance, refreshing from far to far.

His eyes turned to Zhong Yucheng, he held a book in his hand, his eyes flickered between the words, his expression was indifferent, as if he had received his gaze, and he turned his head to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Xingzhou was about to speak for a while, but suddenly remembered another thing: "Aren't you busy with other things?" He remembered that Zhong Yucheng had to deal with so many things every day, it seemed that he couldn't let him relax One day?

Zhong Yucheng raised the star card in his hand: "I am with you, if there is something that needs to be dealt with, I can also handle it through the star card."

There is an illusion that the king will not go to court early because of his beautiful face...

Zheng Xingzhou shattered this illusion in the depths of his mind, absolutely not letting it show the slightest bit, otherwise wouldn't he acquiesce that he is a disaster?

He changed the subject stiffly: "It's good that you didn't delay your business..." At this point, thinking of what Zhong Yucheng had done for him, his words naturally flowed out of his mouth: "I like you very much Thank you for everything you've done for me." Love me so much.

Zhong Yucheng sighed softly, closed the book and put it aside, looking at Zheng Xingzhou with a serious expression.

Looking at his series of actions, Zheng Xingzhou silently reflected whether he had said something that shouldn't be said, or why Zhong Yucheng's expression was so serious?

Zheng Xingzhou's eyes widened again, and his long ears raised vigilantly.

With a stern face, Zhong Yucheng leaned close to him, and seeing the little rabbit looking like he was about to run away, he said in a very strong tone: "How can you!"

With a heavy tone, I saw the little rabbit in front of me shudder reflexively, retreating to the edge of the reclining chair, carefully looking at Zhong Yucheng with big round eyes, obviously looking like he was about to escape, but his tone was still very brave: "You ... murder me?!"

Zhong Yucheng smiled in front of him following his words, and said softly, "How can you thank me for liking you?"

"Everything is my will." The long eyelashes trembled slightly, like the magic of the person in front of him, making Zheng Xingzhou's expression change from vigilance to shock.

"Do I still have to thank you for appearing in front of me?" Zhong Yucheng watched the shock on Zheng Xingzhou's face subside a little bit, and replaced it with the honeyed familiarity of "Hey, here we come again", and couldn't help the smack in his words. Smiling, said softly: "I should also thank you for liking me."

His voice drifted in the garden, mixed with the chirping of birds, and Zheng Xingzhou could hear his rare ease and ease from his words.

He looked at Zhong Yucheng for a long time, raised his head unmoved, and pursued him: "Then you still pretend to be fierce to me?!"

"But you actually thank me because I like you..." Zhong Yucheng tried to reason with him: "This is wrong."

"You never need to thank me for liking you." He looked at Zheng Xingzhou with unquestionable affirmation in his plainness: "I just feel that I still don't like you enough."

Then he understood a wise saying: Never try to reason with an angry lover.

"But you are angry with me!" Zheng Xingzhou smiled because of his words, but his tone was stronger, as if the whole world was on his side.

Zhong Yucheng tried to make the truth clear: "I'm letting you know that this is a very serious matter..."

"You murdered me!"

"but……"

"You murdered me!"

"You should know..."

"You murdered me!"

……

In Zheng Xingzhou's straightforward reply, Zhong Yucheng finally understood this truth, gave up his argument, and readily admitted his mistake: "I shouldn't have murdered you."

The corners of Zheng Xingzhou's mouth curled up, showing a little bit of complacency, and then he changed the words: "You are still sophistry."

Zhong Yucheng's expression was blank for a moment, and he couldn't help but glance at Jiayi.

Jiayi was busy making phantoms with his hands in the shadows. Although he was always paying attention to the situation of the Patriarch, he didn't want to explain to the Patriarch.

Do you want him to speak out for them about the little fun between lovers?

Has the Patriarch forgotten the fact that he's still a straight straight bachelor?

Zhong Yucheng, who didn't get any feedback from A, decided to respond to Zheng Xingzhou's words according to the experience he had just learned.

"I shouldn't quibble." He readily admitted the fact.

The corners of Zheng Xingzhou's mouth turned up a little higher, and he couldn't help the smile in his words: "Do you think I'm making trouble for no reason?"

Zhong Yucheng looked at his expression, smug and joyful, and couldn't hide his joy, and suddenly realized: "No, why would you make trouble for no reason?" He showed a determined expression and said: "Xingzhou, you are the most understanding gone."

A shook his hand and almost deleted the half-typed sentence. What did he hear?

No, he shouldn't be shocked, this is just a normal operation of the head of the love brain.

Jiayi buried his expression deeply in the shadows, and kept brainwashing himself, operating normally, operating normally, but the goosebumps all over his body still didn't go away.

Zheng Xingzhou couldn't hold back the expression on his face anymore. He covered his mouth with his hand and coughed softly to cover up his expression.

Zhong Yucheng didn't stop there, he continued to look at Zheng Xingzhou with smoky gray eyes and said: "It's all my fault, Xingzhou forgive me, please?"

Zheng Xingzhou glanced around his sincere face, and discovered for the first time that Zhong Yucheng was actually a talent for acting.

How did he say such words against his will?Or say it with such a sincere expression?

Zheng Xingzhou, who was not a graduate of the Drama Academy, was defeated first, and said frankly: "I'm not serious, I'm just joking..." He was a little guilty, but also confident in knowing that he would not be punished: "Sir, this This kind of unreasonable trouble is normal!"

Zhong Yucheng looked at him understandingly, with sincere trust.

Zheng Xingzhou felt even more guilty: "If you pamper me like this again, I will go too far." His voice softened a little: "Then it turned into a very hateful appearance." He remembered the frequent appearance in various novels and TV dramas The weird ones in the movie firmed their tone: "You can't just retreat in front of me again and again."

Zhong Yucheng laughed lowly, and said softly, "Why not?"

He reached out and pulled Zheng Xingzhou back in front of him, touched his face lightly, looked into his eyes and said, "I have no bottom line in front of you."

"Everything is open in front of you, and it's up to you to choose."

Zheng Xingzhou's pure black eyes turned slightly, and he flinched a little from his focused gaze.

He lowered his eyelids to look at the hands that had been holding each other, and lowered his voice again: "But I will be afraid in this way." His voice was so thin that he couldn't hear it: "I'm afraid that I will hurt you in your constant concessions."

He raised his face and looked at Zhong Yucheng, with a bit of grievance in his expression: "I don't want to do this."

"If we are equal, then you and I are equal in relationship, and no one needs to constantly give in to get another person's like."

The grievance in Zheng Xingzhou's eyes has not receded, but his words became more and more firm: "I like a little bit of you, not because of your infinite concession and indulgence in front of me, but because you like me."

Zhong Yucheng finally realized Zheng Xingzhou's feeling when he heard his love words, his heartbeat accelerated and deafened.

The blood was rushing, bringing a little bit of redness, floating on the surface of the body without a sound.

Fortunately, his skin was darker than Zheng Xingzhou's, so it was not so obvious, which covered up this reaction.

But unable to hide another reaction, Zhong Yucheng's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Fireworks bloomed in his ears, and he heard the sound of heartbeat.

Like, like, like.

I like Zheng Xingzhou who is so frank, I like Zheng Xingzhou who is so cute, I like Zheng Xingzhou who insists on equality.

Whenever he thinks he likes him to the extreme, there will always be facts to tell him.

No, far more than that, you can still like him more than you think.

What kind of miracle can make them meet and know each other?

Zhong Yucheng's eyes were extremely bright, it didn't seem like there was light shining, but it seemed that there was endless love condensed in his eyes, and finally fell on Zheng Xingzhou, like gentle sea water, slowly but firmly surrounded him, there was nowhere to go escape.

Zhong Yucheng sighed, stretched out his arms to hug him, breathed in his breath, and said softly: "My constant retreat is only because I can give you too much."

His words were almost full of regret: "What I give you is far less than what you give me."

He closed his eyes, hiding all his emotions in his heart: "You are my most precious treasure, far better than everything I have."

The sun shines on his body, carrying the unique natural temperature, soaking the inside of his body one by one, making Zheng Xingzhou feel the warmth sweeping his whole body while his heart is beating vigorously. He half-closed his eyes, in the comfortable environment and wonderful atmosphere, Aware of my own contentment.

Zhong Yucheng suppressed the impulse deep in his heart, and then slowly raised his eyes to Zheng Xingzhou.

Zheng Xingzhou squinted at him, with a silly smile on his face, his whole body exuded happiness and satisfaction, as soft as if he could poke it a few times at will without resisting.

Although Zheng Xingzhou didn't say a word, his expression was the best answer.

Zhong Yucheng likes this. Every word he likes Zheng Xingzhou can make Zheng Xingzhou happy. Isn't this what he expected?

The person he likes is happy because of his liking.

It was enough to soothe every urge he had to restrain.

He was always a little too stubborn in these places.

That idea was suppressed in his heart, and he never mentioned it to others. If he wanted to have something to happen with Xingzhou, it must be with the complete Xingzhou, where all the personalities were integrated, and he still liked his Xingzhou.

But now I see the soft little rabbit in front of me, smiling at him undefended, so soft that it seems to be inviting him to stroke his fur.

Zhong Yucheng moved his fingers slightly, put the book in his hand aside, and quickly reached out to wrap him in his arms, before tentatively rubbing Zheng Xingzhou's face lightly.

Zheng Xingzhou rolled his eyes and smiled at him, his smile was like silent permission.

Zhong Yucheng increased his strength and pinched gently. Zheng Xingzhou seemed a little puzzled. He tilted his head, his narrowed eyes slowly widened, not understanding what Zhong Yucheng wanted to do.

The sun made him warm and the atmosphere was good. Zheng Xingzhou was puzzled for two seconds, and then put Zhong Yucheng's probing behavior behind him. He skillfully slipped into Zhong Yucheng's arms and slowly got out of his reclining chair. She got into Zhong Yucheng's reclining chair, found a suitable position with practice, leaned against his chest, and rubbed his hand subconsciously.

"Sir, you are also my miracle." He looked at the sky and sighed softly: "I have never met someone with such passionate emotions like you." like.

Too hot, too heavy, far better than any love he'd ever seen.

This even made Zheng Xingzhou panic, why does he like me so much?Am I worthy of his excessive liking?

But feelings can’t lie. Every movement, every look, and every word of his is so sincere, as if he took out his heart and dedicated it to him, even if there are too many unreasonable things, too many All doubts turned into responses in front of his frank love.

I also like you a little bit.

I will work harder to like you.

A pair of pink birds flew slowly in the sky, and the shape of a heart was faintly visible. He swallowed back what he was about to say.

Maybe love is like this?

There is no reason and reason, only endless emotions rushing in your mind?

Zheng Xingzhou's liking is very restrained. He pays carefully, and then carefully observes the other person's reaction. Once he finds anything wrong, he immediately withdraws it, and then tells himself, I don't like him.

This is cultivated in his education and environment.

It's not like Zhong Yucheng, who doesn't consider the consequences, doesn't consider failure, and puts his feelings into action without hesitation, and even becomes more and more violent. This is still in line with Zhong Yucheng's consistent personality.

Zhong Yucheng didn't know what he was thinking, he just showed off his face easily because of Zheng Xingzhou's words, then reached out and pinched his face with extremely light force, when he saw the red mark on Zheng Xingzhou's face, he still looked serious kissed the location of the red seal.

"Because I like you." Zhong Yucheng whispered in his ear, "I never thought I would like someone."

Zheng Xingzhou moved slightly, and his eyes fell on his face. Zhong Yucheng's tone was gentle, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he easily said the past: "When I was young..."

The scene in front of him turned around, as if he saw that woman again, she was naturally beautiful, otherwise that man would not have made an exception again and again, allowing her to live in the ancestral house, and staged a starry sky confession for her, just to make her smile.

She gave birth to a son for him, she got everything, and she even became the wife of the housekeeper.

In her short life, she has reached a level that ordinary people cannot touch.

And all this is just because of a man's doting on her.

For her, the only unsatisfactory part of her life is probably the illegitimate child born to a lowly biological mother.

Because this is the evidence of the man's cheating, perhaps in her opinion, this is the reason why the man no longer loves her as much as before.

Zhong Yucheng's tone was leisurely, as if he was telling someone else's story: "The Patriarch of the Zhong family has a lover, whom he held in his palm. After she gave birth to a son for him, I was born."

It's no secret that Zheng Xingzhou knows about Zhong Yucheng's past. All his subordinates who are loyal to him know the legendary experience of the object of their allegiance, from an illegitimate child to the only heir recognized by the Zhong family.

But Zheng Xingzhou really didn't know that the story of his illegitimate birth was too private, and it was buried in time due to some secret reasons, no one dared to mention it.

Everyone knew that he was not recognized by the head of the family when he was a child, and he was not even recognized by the head of the family, but this did not affect the established fact that he became the final winner.

But at this moment, Zhong Yucheng told the past in a calm tone, and then turned a corner of the past that everyone dared not think about to Zheng Xingzhou: "I am the proof of his one-night pleasure, and the proof she can't ignore. She hates me."

Zheng Xingzhou clenched his hand subconsciously. Just the beginning has already made people think about it. The inadvertent ugliness of human nature can often surprise people, not to mention the extreme evil that such a deliberate contrast of strength and weakness can lead to. .

There were countless words in his heart, comforting and encouraging, and he almost felt like he was about to say it, but he saw Zhong Yucheng's expression.

Calm and indifferent, without a trace of sadness, he was simply telling him why he liked him so much, and why his feelings were so unusually hot.

Rather than seeking comfort and approval.

He doesn't need this, he has already buried the past one by one, including the hopes and desires he might have had.But now he said it again, calmly as if talking about an ordinary past.

Zhong Yucheng noticed Xingzhou's worried eyes and unconsciously clenched hands, and a little warmth flowed through his heart, so he smiled at him, especially remembering to comfort him: "Fate sent you to my side, It is the best consolation for me."

Zheng Xingzhou pursed his lips and pulled his lips into a straight line, obviously he didn't think so.

Zhong Yucheng looked at his expression, and couldn't help the unbelievable feeling in his heart. He was surprised by the calmness when he mentioned the past, and also by the distress in Zheng Xingzhou's eyes.

It turned out that what I wanted back then was just such a look.

Although I didn't get it back then, I got too much when I came late, which almost made him unable to restrain the smile in his heart.

Fate may have been on my side, but in the end we were even.

Because he sent you to me.

Zhong Yucheng laughed out loud, carefree and joyful.

Zheng Xingzhou looked at him a little confused, obviously not understanding why he laughed while talking, and he laughed so happily, so happily to the point of calm.

Zhong Yucheng stopped laughing, reached out and hugged Zheng Xingzhou tightly, filling his arms, lowered his head and breathed the smell of Zheng Xingzhou, and then said: "Just remembering the past and realizing how childish I was back then, I can't help being a little bit laugh."

The distress in Zheng Xingzhou's eyes gradually turned into doubt.

"Where did I just say?" Zhong Yucheng recalled, and then continued the above: "She hates me, partly because she finds that man doesn't love her that much, and partly because she finds that the beauty will eventually grow old .”

Looking back now, he could even easily discover her fear and weakness, which made her subconsciously vent all her emotions on weaker people.

No wonder he soon moved on after that, Zhong Yucheng squeezed the palm of his hand and smiled a little, this is the sad thing about the weak.

"For about two years, she tried to use me to prove that the head of the Zhong family still dotes on her." Zhong Yucheng didn't mention what happened during that time, he casually brought up the topic: "Two years Afterwards, she completely lost his favor, and after a certain day, she disappeared, and the Patriarch of Zhong's favor changed to someone else."

Zhong Yucheng finally said what he wanted to say when he first brought up this topic: "She is the favorite lover of the head of the Zhong family. He made too many exceptions for her. At one time, I thought it was because he liked her too much. That’s why I don’t think I should have been born.”

Zheng Xingzhou moved slightly and couldn't help looking at him.There is no trace of weakness, only peace and indifference.

But this did not prevent Zheng Xingzhou from feeling sour in his heart, and couldn't help but kiss Zhong Yucheng's chin, like a belated comfort.

Zhong Yucheng quickly pressed his head that he wanted to hide back, and exchanged a deep kiss with him. Seeing Zheng Xingzhou blushed quickly, he lowered his waist, and then gently rolled over his palate. stop kiss.

Zheng Xingzhou's face was reddish, he glanced at Zhong Yucheng who was standing motionless, and couldn't help but stare at him without any deterrent force.

Zhong Yucheng glanced at him with rippling eyes, then simply lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips again, extremely intimate without crossing the line at all.

So much so that Zheng Xingzhou couldn't see the boiling flame in his heart at all.

There was desire in Zhong Yucheng's eyes, but his subordinate held Zheng Xingzhou's hand in a regular manner, and the other hand stayed at his waist in a gentlemanly manner, without any violation of the rules.

"But it turns out that their love is just a wave, and when the tide recedes, it will be easily shattered." Zhong Yucheng continued the previous topic, and said casually: "I was still young at that time, and I saw their love. look, I thought love was like this."

"Adorn beauty into the ugliest appearance in the world, spoil her into a stupid and hypocritical character with petting, and use love as an excuse to not see the other party crossing the line again and again." He paused for a moment: "It's disgusting and ugly enough .”

"So, I never expected it, and never thought that I would like someone."

Zhong Yucheng looked down at him, his tone suddenly low: "I didn't know that love is not like that until I fell in love with you."

"It's turbulent and everywhere. When I see you, I'm happy, and when I don't see you, I miss you." He smiled and said, "The reason why I think love is ugly is probably because they are too indescribable."

"We are different."

"Because you are so good, so good that there is no other person like you in the world, who makes me happy and relieves my worries."

"I won't be like him. Except you and only you," he promised.

"The world loves you the most."

His series of words floated into his ears, passed through his brain, and ignited clusters of flames where he passed, which almost made Zheng Xingzhou blurt out. Fortunately, he restrained his impulse in time.

But no matter how restrained he was, he still couldn't help showing a small smile at Zhong Yucheng, and whispered back to him: "You are the best gentleman in the world."

The wind blew gently, bringing the scent of flowers from afar, slowly staying on the tips of their noses, their eyes met, their hearts were incredibly soft, even the smiles on their lips seemed to be able to squeeze out sweetness.