Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

The room was quiet for a moment, Zheng Xingzhou suddenly clapped his hands and said excitedly: "It makes sense!"

Han Yi squinted his eyes in doubt: "Xingzhou, you are a little..." He pondered over the words: "Exposed emotions."

It's not just the emotions that are exposed, it's as if it's a different person.

Zheng Xingzhou logged into Xingxun happily.

Hearing this, his eyes were fixed, and he said to Han Yi earnestly: "Do you have a dream?"

Han Yi frowned suspiciously, and Zheng Xingzhou continued, "Do you know what it feels like to have a dream come true?"

Numerous ellipses appeared in Han Yi's heart.

Zheng Xingzhou said earnestly: "When you realize your dream, you will be like me."

The corners of Han Yi's eyes twitched, and he surrendered, "All right, you just have to have fun. After all..." He gloated and said, "Time is short~"

Zheng Xingzhou took a look at the number of fans on Xingxun. It has not been updated for several years. The number of fans has dropped again and again, but there are still seven figures. However, considering the huge population base of Star Network, such a few fans are nothing.

He clicked on the post column, thinking about what to post.

Han Yi lazily said, "When will I be free to come and see you?"

Zheng Xingzhou said absently, "I'll ask the housekeeper to send an airship to pick you up then."

"And a housekeeper?" Han Yi was sincerely envious: "It's better to be a subordinate who works hard than to climb into the bed of the boss!"

Zheng Xingzhou looked at his flourishing beauty, and said very sincerely: "If you want to climb the bed, it will be a matter of minutes?"

Han Yi raised his eyebrows: "For the sake of your happiness and loss of wisdom, I don't care about you."

The screen flickered and disappeared.

Only then did Zheng Xingzhou recall that Han Yi was very sensitive to what others said about his appearance, especially his beauty. He had this habit since he first entered school.

Hearing this, they didn't rush up to beat him, which is simply a testimony to the profound friendship between them.

Zheng Xingzhou quickly sent an apology message, saying that he was really overjoyed, so don't bother with him.

Han Yi replied in seconds: The big meal in the Emerald Mansion will be credited to your account.

Zheng Xingzhou: No problem.

A mere big meal at the Emerald Mansion can no longer cause any disturbance in Zheng Xingzhou's heart. After all, his social status is different now, and he is also a person who owns several castles.

He turned his gaze back to the Star News post column of Qingshenjixu's account, thinking about how to write it in a simple and full of room for imagination, and it would be best to abuse a wave of single dogs.

But Zheng Xingzhou, whose writing style is not even as good as the original one, finally choked out only one sentence after eating the biscuits and drinking the drink: We are together.

Very simple, without literary talent, he copied it from his celebrity Weibo in his previous life, he clicked post with a little shame, what's the matter with love, I'm here to show love, not to show writing skills!

He completely forgot about his complaints about Yuan Shen's writing.

How Deep is Love V: We are together.

As soon as the newsletter was sent out, there was silence, and there was no one who liked it. Zheng Xingzhou was a little disappointed. There are millions of fans, could it be fake?

The door was knocked lightly three times, so scared that he immediately turned off the screen, sat upright, picked up the biscuit fragments on the sofa and put them on the plate, and organized the scene as if nothing had happened , and then said: "Come in."

The smart door opened in response, and the housekeeper walked in, saying to Zheng Xingzhou: "The tailor has arrived in the cloakroom, do you think you should measure the clothes first so that they can hurry up and make a few suits?"

Formal wear?He has several suits. Just as he was about to refuse, Zheng Xingzhou suddenly got excited and understood what the housekeeper meant: formal clothes that matched Zhong Yucheng's status.

After all, his current status can be regarded as having passed the Ming road, in case Zhong Yucheng plans to take him to a banquet on a whim...

After understanding the importance of the matter, he nodded slightly and said, "Let's measure the size first."

The butler smiled kindly, and led him downstairs, and suddenly said after taking a few steps, "It seems that you are still satisfied with my craftsmanship?"

Zheng Xingzhou remembered the empty plate on the table, and forced himself to say: "It tastes good."

The butler pushed open the door of the cloakroom, stretched out his wrinkles, and smiled.

Zheng Xingzhou looked at the cloakroom he had just visited and suspected that he had entered the wrong room. It was empty before, except for the unpopularly decorated room, which is now full of all kinds of clothes and unidentified metal instruments.

There was also a gray-haired old man talking softly to the people around him. When they saw Zheng Xingzhou, their eyes were like seeing a little fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Their eyes were precise from his chest to He glanced at his thighs one by one, as if he wasn't wearing anything.

At that moment Zheng Xingzhou felt that he was dissected from head to toe.

After the butler finished introducing their long list of titles one by one, before Zheng Xingzhou had a few polite words, he was surrounded by people swarming up.

"Measuring ruler!" The white-haired old man seemed to be unable to stand still, but he rushed over with a vigorous posture and a strong voice.

He took the measuring stick handed over by his apprentice and it was a precise stick, reporting a long list of data.

"Raise your hand." "Push your butt." "Raise your leg." "Foot."

After being manipulated in this way, it would be better to be dissected, it is like living meat on the chopping board, let them do what they want.

After the old man finally finished measuring the size, he walked aside tremblingly, staring at his paper brush, which was just a picture.The rest of the apprentices were still chattering around him asking about his daily dress preferences and color requirements.

When they finally dispersed, Zheng Xingzhou stabilized his expression, and before he had time to catch his breath, he was surrounded again.

A group of people who don't know where they came from came up and touched his face.

Before he could turn his back on him, a man with exaggerated hairstyle, colorful makeup and jingling decorations pushed and pulled him, and somehow he sat on a chair that he didn't know where he came from. The other party muttered a few words in disgust : "It's okay, a little plastic."

A giant instrument slowly floated down from Zheng Xingzhou's head, which was filled with all kinds of shiny knives and combs.

Zheng Xingzhou almost thought that he was going to give him the whole face on the spot, but obviously the other party didn't have the guts.

His hands are light, his movements are fast, and he is like an art of makeup. Strictly speaking, this is not makeup, but contouring. The other party twists a blade and gently scrapes it back and forth on his face.

Zheng Xingzhou gave up resisting, he closed his eyes, pretending that he was having a beauty treatment, but because the temperature in the room was too comfortable, the other party felt comfortable touching his face, and fell asleep without knowing it.

When he was woken up by the housekeeper, the entire cloakroom was empty. He rubbed his neck and found that there was a soft cushion on the back of his neck, which was quite comfortable.

The butler smiled and said, "Mr. Ji and the others went back after measuring the size and discussing the details. The clothes will be delivered to the door within about three working days." He paused for a while, seeing that Zheng Xingzhou had no reaction before continuing: "Dinner is ready, when do you plan to have dinner?"

Zheng Xingzhou is still recalling the several titles introduced by the housekeeper before, such as master tailor, aristocratic dress maker, last master dress maker, etc. Anyway, they sound awesome, ordinary people have only heard of them, and ordinary nobles can't touch them at all. There are no door-to-door services, and normally they do not provide door-to-door services, which means that the Zhong family has the energy to allow people to bring their apprentices to measure clothes.

He sighed silently in his heart: "Now."

Before walking out of the cloakroom, he looked in the mirror and was stunned by the self in the mirror. The original body before was also concerned about his face, but now his appearance has not changed much, but it can be seen One can tell at a glance that he is very expensive.

That is the preciousness reflected in the finely crafted details. Every detail on the face has been well maintained and carefully groomed, as if to say, do you know how rich I am?Just look at my face.

He froze for a while, the butler noticed something, turned around and said with a smile: "Xiao Ding's craftsmanship is not bad, right?"

Not bad is not bad, but is it too exaggerated?Zheng Xingzhou silently asked the butler with his expression.

The housekeeper smiled and said, "You are the first family head to approve..." He paused, and then said carefully, "Sweetie, I think this should be necessary?" Although he didn't say it directly, he expressed his meaning very well Clear: As a bedside person, it should be his professional ethics to use his beauty to win the favor of the head of the family.

Zheng Xingzhou thought about it and felt that it made sense, isn't it just for beauty?Being a delicate boy is also an attitude towards life.

After dinner, to his surprise, the dinner was not too grand, nor too difficult to swallow. On the contrary, it was very approachable and only a small table was set up, which is of course compared to the exaggerated dining table in the hall. to say.

And it tasted so good that he couldn't resist eating more.

When he returned to the bedroom, he strolled around for a few times to digest food, and casually clicked on the star card.

The screen still stayed on the previous page, but unlike his previous aggrieved zero comments, the comments, reposts and likes have all become popular.

It shows that this newsletter is very popular and the traffic is extremely high.

He raised the corner of his mouth, and clicked to comment with a certain chance of winning.

The most liked are:

Single to the end of time: Daohaogou, I advise you to be an individual!Now there is still a chance to change the account back to the original password, or I will call the police!

Um?Zheng Xingzhou frowned, feeling that something was wrong, he continued to look down.

It is impossible to get out of the order: I have already called the police, you are finished, hacking dog! ! !

Um?This doesn't seem to be the same as he imagined, does it?Zheng Xingzhou started to panic, he continued to look down.

The years are quiet and good: keep talking, go to hell!Daohao dog!

Wait, you gave such a name and said such a long list of blocked words?Is it a little sorry for your ID?

Surprised: Wait, isn't this account rejected by the famous show How to Fancy?What the hell happened in these three years?

Fancy rejected?Zheng Xingzhou felt sorry for the original body in his heart, just look at his position in the fans' hearts.

Sick from bed: Impossible!Isn't this account the legendary teaching of earthy love stories that will never succeed?

……

Zheng Xingzhou pulled down with a dark face.

Still haven't found a girlfriend today: don't argue, the account must have been stolen.If the rejected brother catches up with his crush, I will confess my love to my brother right now!

Finding a girlfriend is worse than finding a boyfriend: the upstairs is not cruel enough, if he is with his crush, I will stand on my head and have diarrhea now!

Salty party supreme: I think what you said is too absolute, the account may not have been stolen.It should be that the rejected brother is crazy.

My family Anyuan: Sows can really climb trees, and the flowers of kaolin are actually picked off by the rejected brother. What does this tell us?As long as you dare to dream, you can dream anything.

Things seem to be different from what he imagined, no one in the co-author believes that he can be with Zhong Yucheng?

As this account that once became popular for teaching you how to be rejected in a fancy way announced a love affair, the original brilliant record of being rejected in a fancy confession was also popularized by fans to passers-by without knowing it, which caused a lot of ridicule on the diamond account , Actually gained a wave of fans.