Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

When Zhong Yucheng came, the sky was slightly bright, as if the sky was full of stars focused on him, covering him with a dazzling and unique light.

The attendants who surrounded Zheng Xingzhou from far away hurriedly moved out of the way, held their breath and retreated quietly for a long distance, only to feel that they were relieved from the depression of the furious Lord Duke.

Zheng Xingzhou noticed something, he withdrew his gaze towards the sky, and turned to look at Zhong Yucheng.

The other party was like a god, unscathed, with a heavy momentum, walking towards him unhurriedly.

Gathering the starlight in the sky, blending the boundless momentum.

Zheng Xingzhou swallowed unconsciously, and immediately forgot about the communicator and the nobles.

Zhong Yucheng looks delicious.

Zheng Xingzhou stared at him with piercing eyes.

Zhong Yucheng walked unhappily, but every step was extremely heavy, as if he was in a general mood, furious.

But no matter how long this distance is, there will be time to finish it.

Zheng Xingzhou seemed completely unaware of his rage. He looked up at him excitedly and happily, with naked possessiveness in his eyes, "Mine, this guy is mine." He said in his eyes .

Zhong Yucheng was not appeased by this, he stopped, stood not far from Zheng Xingzhou, the corners of his mouth were flat, and the words he said were like adding an ax to his body, full of sharp meaning: "Very happy?"

Zheng Xingzhou noticed his anger, but didn't feel anything. He was quite happy now, so he nodded affirmatively, raised his head and said to Zhong Yucheng: "Zhong Yucheng, they are so interesting."

Zhong Yucheng became more and more angry, and the fire started a blazing fire. He stared at the smile from the heart on Zheng Xingzhou's face, his eyes were indifferent, and he said flatly: "Really?"

Before Zheng Xingzhou could say anything about Yan Xiong and the others, his imposing manner became more and more serious: "Come here." It didn't seem like warmth, it had no warmth, just like a cold order.

A bit of doubt appeared on Zheng Xingzhou's face, and he naturally pointed to his leg and said, "But I'm disabled."

The expression on his face showed that this was just a simple reply. Facing Zhong Yucheng's tone, he didn't want to rush to bite him as fiercely as before, but looked at him with extreme trust.

This expression is enough to make one's heart soften.

But this person is definitely not Zhong Yucheng, Zhong Yucheng stretched out his hand, like an invitation, but the words he uttered were very strong: "Come here."

Zheng Xingzhou blinked, and didn't care about the other party's attitude at all. He only thought that the other party was very good-looking, and his smell was all over him, and he was his legal mating partner.

That's his thing, he just wants to touch his serious face, kiss his pale pink lips, if he can go one step further...

Thinking about it this way, Zheng Xingzhou, who is eager to try, can completely forgive him for his disrespect for him. This is not the time to grab the territory. This is his little toy throwing a temper tantrum.

Zheng Xingzhou stared at Zhong Yucheng's outstretched hand. His fingers were slender, fair, with an elegant frame, and he seemed to be holding aloof and reserved in the dark night.

It made Zheng Xingzhou even more eager to move, ah, this is his property, he is inviting him.

Zheng Xingzhou licked his lips, his eyes slowly and with a sense of presence from top to bottom, carefully appreciating it, and sighed again, it's so beautiful.

This is his, no one can snatch it from him!

He decided to act, how could he keep his little toy waiting for so long?

He also wants to be with him...

Zheng Xingzhou, who is stubborn and very animalistic, is actually a little embarrassed by his own thoughts. Speaking of which, they haven't mated yet...

However, the object of his fancy must be the best in the world!

Zheng Xingzhou stared at Zhong Yucheng brightly, as if a full-fledged beast was picking where to strike.

Zhong Yucheng was already in a rage, and Zheng Xingzhou's unconscious greedy and salivating eyes repeatedly sized him up, but he didn't explode on the spot, which fully demonstrated his good aristocratic upbringing.

But his complexion was unavoidably darker again, causing A Yi behind him to shrink his sense of existence in fear.

After several lessons before, he had a premonition that he was about to be unlucky.

Zheng Xingzhou decided to take action. He glanced at his way to Zhong Yucheng, and didn't think about asking others to help him. He straightened his back, his hands were eager to try, and Zhong Yucheng looked at the finish line just like looking at his prize. generally.

When he got there, he told his little thing, hehehe~

Zheng Xingzhou, who is full of motivation, has already chosen the way to go. He stretched out his hands to support the front, and exerted a little force on his waist, driving his unconscious legs, and successfully took a small step forward.

The palm of his hand hit the small stone on the ground, and with the strength of his waist, his hands took up most of the strength, gently embedded in the skin, opened a new opening, and a little bit of blood flowed out.

But Zheng Xingzhou didn't care, he didn't even notice the pain in his palm, he just focused on looking at Zhongyu City at the finish line, his heart was so beautiful that it was almost bubbling.

How many children will they have by then?He didn't care, he was just afraid that the other party would not give birth...

Zheng Xingzhou's head was full of strange and far-fetched thoughts, and he stretched out his hand towards the next place he was optimistic about.

Zhong Yucheng was not far away from him, about three or four steps away, but with his troublesome way of moving, it would be a few more steps, but obviously this could not become an obstacle for Zheng Xingzhou to move forward.

He moved to the front of Zhong Yucheng almost quickly and happily, and took Zhong Yucheng's hand happily.

Zhong Yucheng pursed his lips, and looked at him with complicated eyes, mixed with various emotions, so that Zheng Xingzhou couldn't understand the other party's thoughts at all.

But this is not important, Zheng Xingzhou demanded confidently: "Hug."

He wants to have a more intimate contact with what belongs to him.

Zhong Yucheng didn't do what he wanted, he felt a fine foreign object in the palm of Zheng Xingzhou's hand, small and very hard, he held Zheng Xingzhou's hand slightly and saw that Zheng Xingzhou was still staring at him persistently, nothing unusual, Simply turn over his hand.

There were scratches on the soft and delicate hands, with a few small stones embedded in them, mixed with blood drops, and mixed into a mess.

Anger finally broke through his reason, Zhong Yucheng lowered his head, looked at the dirty Zheng Xingzhou sitting on the ground, and said in a low voice and sternly: "You don't take your own body seriously?"

Zheng Xingzhou's joyful eyes paused, showing confusion.

Zhong Yucheng didn't give him a chance to answer, he looked down at him and said, "This is not your body alone! You are not afraid of pain! He is afraid!"

He was very angry, thinking of the expression the little rabbit would show when he felt the pain, he couldn't stand Zheng Xingzhou's detached attitude.

The little rabbit is so afraid of pain, so delicate, if he can feel his pain now, he must have looked at him with red eyes.

Maybe he was crying in the back of the other person's mind.

Thinking of such a possibility, Zhong Yucheng's sanity was faltering, and he wanted to vent his anger on him.

Zheng Xingzhou's face was blank for a moment, and his joy turned into grievance, but his grievance was also full of personal characteristics. Zheng Xingzhou yelled at Zhong Yucheng: "I am him! He doesn't hurt!" Although the other party Not caring about himself, he still added: "I don't hurt either."

Zhong Yucheng smiled coolly: "You're not him." Decisive but undeniable.

He looked at Zheng Xingzhou with dangerous eyes, as if wishing that he would disappear, wishing that he did not exist in this body at all.

Zheng Xingzhou was a little hurt, did you agree that this is mine?

Why is it so fierce and not good at all?

But the injury belongs to the injury, he still generously forgave Zhong Yucheng, and repeated: "I am him."

Zhong Yucheng looked at his expression, as if he was emphasizing something, and said: "He will not pursue excitement and death like you."

Zheng Xingzhou scratched his head, puzzled: "Because it is my responsibility to pursue excitement and death."

Zhong Yucheng's fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes looked over like a thunderbolt, splitting the fog in front of his eyes: "Your responsibility?"

Zheng Xingzhou didn't feel that he had said anything serious, but when he saw Zhong Yucheng's eyes, he became a little excited. He already put his question behind him, and emphasized again: "Hug."

Zhong Yucheng frowned, didn't move, and asked another question: "Then what is his responsibility?"

Zheng Xingzhou stared at Zhong Yucheng, thinking that he was good everywhere, even his frowning eyebrows were so good-looking, and finally decided to be self-reliant. He reached out and hugged Zhong Yucheng's waist, and began to climb up. Zhong Yucheng reached out to hug her, he adjusted his posture, and was contentedly hugged by Princess Zhong Yucheng.

Zhong Yucheng looked at him with a very complicated expression, and couldn't help asking what he wanted to ask: "Do you like me that much?"

Zheng Xingzhou sniffed and sniffed around his neck, and when he heard his question, he replied confidently: "Of course I like you, you are my thing." As if to enhance his credibility, he also gave an example: "You It's all my smell, you're still my mating partner..."

Zhong Yucheng interrupted him: "What is he responsible for?"

Zheng Xingzhou looked at his face, a little puzzled: "Are you blushing?"

Cough, cough, amidst a series of coughing sounds, the presence of the dark guard suddenly increased.

Zhong Yucheng glanced at them expressionlessly, and finally fell on Jiayi. As a person who has experienced many vicissitudes, he held back and didn't cough.

But Zhong Yucheng's gaze seemed to have a substance, and he lightly knocked a few holes in his body.

Jiayi sighed in his heart, and turned his head to stare at them one by one. The hidden guards who were staring straight at him trembled, reducing their sense of presence again.

Zhong Yucheng then withdrew his thoughts, changed the subject and said, "You haven't answered me yet, what is he responsible for?"

Zheng Xingzhou paused for a moment when he was about to blurt out, but suddenly appeared a bit of beast-like simplicity and cunning: "When will you mate with me?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem," one after another, the sound of coughing resounded through the flat ground.

The attendants standing far away didn't know what the hell these people were doing, why they suddenly seemed to be infected with a disease, and started coughing crazily.

Zhong Yucheng was silent for a moment. Amidst the sound of coughing, he suddenly lowered his head and approached Zheng Xingzhou. The warm breaths added to each other, forming an angle suitable for kissing.

Zheng Xingzhou immediately stared at his lips eagerly, and then Zhong Yucheng continued calmly: "Wait for him to come out."

Zheng Xingzhou thought for a while, he was not thinking about the other party's reply, but what was this strange emotion in his heart?

It was sour and astringent, which made him lower his head to avoid Zhong Yucheng's breathing, and stared at Zhong Yucheng's button with an unhappy breath.

Zhong Yucheng smiled softly: "Didn't you say that you are the same person?" He said meaningfully: "Then does it make any difference who I mate with?"

Zheng Xingzhou was convinced by him, yes, he is Zheng Xingzhou, Zheng Xingzhou is him, there is no difference between them.

Thinking about it this way, the emotion just now was thrown out of the blue, and he honestly answered the other party's previous question: "He is responsible for living happily."

Zhong Yucheng lowered his eyes to stare at the expression on Zheng Xingzhou's face.

When he said this, he was neither injustice nor jealous, his expression was as open and pure as before, as if he had no opinion on the difference in treatment between himself and the little white rabbit.

Although Zheng Xingzhou was persuaded, his eager heart was urging him to do something. Seeing that Zhong Yucheng was in a daze, Zheng Xingzhou jumped up steadily and slammed Zhong Yucheng's lips fiercely.

There is... a little pain.

Zheng Xingzhou covered his lips and felt guilty. He won't be spoiled by him, right?

He hurriedly reached out to see what happened to Zhong Yucheng's mouth.

Zhong Yucheng stopped his hand, he didn't even sigh lazily.