I spoil the domineering president

Xu Zhuo was shocked and angry.

Not caring about hurting the other party, he grabbed Du Ziyou's shoulders with his backhand and pulled him away forcefully. The lips of the two separated. Xu Zhuo even tasted a little blood, but it was quickly washed away by the rainstorm.

"Calm down!" He growled like a beast in his throat, staring at the other person with fiery eyes, and at the same time moved his sacrum back as much as possible to let himself catch his breath.

Du Ziyou put his arms around his neck and did not let go, he raised his handsome face, his eyes were barely open due to the beating of the rain, and he still stubbornly blinked off the raindrops and stared at Xu Zhuo, with shame and anger in his eyes.

His wet hair stuck to his forehead, a small cut was made on his pale lips, and a little red blood leaked out, which immediately melted into the rainwater, slid down his chin and slender neck, and sank into his white collar. A person is like a delicate flower destroyed by wind and rain.

Xu Zhuo's anger flared up and then dissipated. The pitiful appearance of the other party really made him feel uneasy.

But he was still very upset.

What kind of stimulation did Du Ziyou receive?Go crazy and don't look at the occasion! ?

He frowned and was about to teach him a few words, but through the sound of "crashing" rain, he vaguely heard someone shouting, and the voice was getting closer: "...Second Young Master...where..."

Someone come here!

Xu Zhuo's brain was hot for a while, and he shouted "don't be discovered", impulsively, two steel-like arms hugged the person in his arms, and dodged and hid in the gap formed by the vines and the wall.

The space was too small, so he had no choice but to press Du Ziyou against the wall. The two faced each other, but the evil thing inevitably pressed against each other's sensitive parts.Although there are several layers of clothing, the soaked clothes can't do much at all.

Du Ziyou seemed to be awakened by that thing, and struggled in a panic.

"Someone, don't move!" Xu Zhuo squeezed out a few words of warning through his teeth, teasing himself even at this time!Now I know I am afraid, I was so bold just now! ?

Du Ziyou was frightened by his ferocity, and immediately stopped his movements. The back of his head was pressed against the rough wall brick, his face was sideways, biting his lips and staring at him hatefully, even if the rain rushed into his eyes, he refused to close them.

"Second Young Master... are you there?"

The person was approaching, but it seemed to turn in another direction halfway.

Xu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, seeing his unconvinced expression, remembering that rainwater is acidic and harmful to eyes, he lowered his voice and said, "Close your eyes."

Du Ziyou glared at him.

Xu Zhuo sighed helplessly, and drew out his left hand to cover his eyes. The rain hit the back of his hand and flowed down his fingers like a waterfall. Du Ziyou's eyelashes scraped his palm, itching. Surprised by Zhuo's operation, he didn't struggle anymore.

He is very likable when he is quiet. Xu Zhuo's hands are dark-skinned and big, covering most of the other's face, making his face fairer and smaller, and those two thin lips are also unusually obedient. There are still shallow tooth marks on the lips, which looks so...

Xu Zhuo jerked his eyes away, turned his head to look at the wall brick next to him, his throat rolled—so dangerous, he felt that swollen place was about to move again.

"Huh la la..." This summer rainstorm kept falling, Xu Zhuo was always paying attention to the movement outside, and slowly heard the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella, the crisp sound of tree branches being snapped, and an old male voice .

"Not here either."

"Where are you going?" another aunt's voice asked.

"Young Master is going to be angry again."

There was silence for a while.

"Let's look for it again."

The sound of the rain hitting the umbrella faded away, and Xu Zhuo waited for a while before coming out of his hiding place.

He held Du Ziyou's arms and tore Du Ziyou off his body. Seeing him shivering like a drowned rat, his eyes flushed, he felt his head hurt.

He sighed again, and said incredulously, "Let's go back to your room."

Du Ziyou's bedroom was also on the second floor. Fortunately, they didn't meet anyone on the road. As soon as they entered the room and closed the door, Xu Zhuo said to him, "Go take a bath."

Du Ziyou's arrogance just now disappeared suddenly. He glanced at Xu Zhuo, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Xu Zhuo didn't have the energy to think about the other party's thoughts. He was almost going crazy under the torture at the moment, and he couldn't suppress it anymore. He just wanted to find a place to vent it immediately.

Thinking of this, he shouted to the person walking towards the bathroom: "Hurry up!"

Du Ziyou paused, stepped into the bathroom quickly, and slammed the door shut.

Such a big temper.Xu Zhuo thought in his heart, obviously he looks so well-behaved.

He was drenched, and the water dripped on the carpet. The room was full of cloth, cotton, and leather chairs and sofas. He could only stand where he was, and kept changing his posture to make it more comfortable.

It is said to be a bedroom, but it is actually quite large. Upon entering the door, there is a small living room, the study is on the left, and the bathroom, cloakroom and sleeping place are on the right.

Because there are servants to take care of it, the house is clean and tidy, but it always makes people feel inappropriate.

Xu Zhuo scanned for another week before discovering the problem.

There is hardly any popularity in this room.

This is the old house of the Du family, the place where Du Ziyou lived since he was a child, but there are no objects that smell of life.Ordinary children's toys and posters may be hidden, but when they grow up, they will always have some hobbies, and it is impossible to put away all the items with personal characteristics that they buy.

Xu Zhuo turned his head to look at the several photo frames on the cabinet. They were all photos of an old man and two children, father and son. From Du Ziyou's ten years old to his early 20s, there were five photos in total.

It stands to reason that it should be a warm group photo that ordinary families also have, but these five photo frames are placed too neatly and deliberately, as if they are specially displayed for others to see.

Xu Zhuo is restless now, unable to think too deeply, when he heard the bathroom door open, he immediately looked up.

I saw Du Ziyou wrapped in a white bathrobe, coming out steaming, his face was flushed red from steam, his eyes wandered but he didn't look at him.

Xu Zhuo was about to explode, so he didn't care so much, he stepped forward in three steps and stretched out his hand——

Du Ziyou shivered all over, and was pushed away by Xu Zhuo: "It's my turn." Then he got into the bathroom, slammed the door, and soon there was the sound of "dripping" water.

The author has something to say: Well... hehe.