I spoil the domineering president

When Xu Zhuo entered the bathroom, it was filled with steam and the aroma of shower gel.After being exposed to the rain, Du Ziyou must have taken a hot bath.

Xu Zhuo removed the wet clothes sticking to his body three or five times, turned on the nozzle, and the rushing hot water washed down from the top of his head, driving away the cold...

To be honest, I didn't expect that one day he would take a bath at Du Ziyou's house.

Downstairs are high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and outdoors is thunder and lightning, strange environment, strange smell... The pale handsome face covered by palms appeared in front of his eyes, a drop of blood oozed from his lips, melted into the rain, and walked along the perfect path. The jaw line fell... and the soft touch that I accidentally touched...

"Wow..." He turned the nozzle to the maximum, and the water swirled and rushed into the sewer.

He closed his eyes, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he was gripped by the worries in front of him again.

OMG!

Only now did he have the chance to be shocked. Twenty minutes ago, he was kissed by a man!

Man, the kind who almost kissed with his tongue!

Then he was still thinking about the other party! ?

Okay, in fact, he also has such friends around him, so he can't help being surprised, maybe he really has the potential to bend.

but!

Forcibly kissing, yes, the person who "forcibly kissed" him was his boss Bingshan!

"Ahhh!!!" Xu Zhuo covered his face with his hands, and the pattering hot water wrapped his body.

When he was giving a speech downstairs earlier, he could already see that something was wrong with Du Ziyou.I don't know what the reason is, maybe I am afraid that he will have an accident, so I pay attention to the movement of the other party, looking for an opportunity to rush over.

Du Ziyou was obviously stimulated and his mental state was not right, so he did such a thing.

But no matter what the reason is, he must walk out of this door later and face the embarrassing scene caused by that kiss.

Unsurprisingly, it will be an awkward apology, an understanding understanding, and then tacitly let the secret rot in the stomach.

"Alas..." Xu Zhuo let out a long sigh.The steam made him dizzy, he adjusted the water temperature, and when he habitually looked for shower gel, he withdrew his outstretched hand.

It feels weird to use the same shower gel and smell the same on my body.

He always took a shower quickly, and after his body warmed up again, he turned off the shower, and finally remembered an extremely serious problem.

He, no, clean clothes.

It was absolutely impossible to wear the pile of soaked suit shirts on the ground, unless he wanted to be tortured by the old man's nagging until his ears became callused.

The only bathrobe had already been worn by Du Ziyou.

There was only one piece of dry cloth left in the bathroom that could act as a cover, and that was a large white bath towel.

Obviously used it once.

It goes without saying who uses it.

In fact, Xu Zhuo didn't pay much attention to it, so what if the big man temporarily wraps it up?Not close-fitting underwear.

But when he thought about the drops of water that had been wiped off by the man outside, it was likely that some parts of the towel had been wiped...

Stop!

The situation is stronger than people, how can I tolerate myself so babbling!

As long as you have a thick skin, embarrassment can't catch up with me!

He figured it out, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he shook off the towel, wrapped it around his waist, and tightly tucked one end of the fabric tightly to ensure that the bloody plot in the TV series would not happen.

Coming out of the bathroom, he wanted to explain to Du Ziyou immediately, and asked him to find a change of clothes for him, but he didn't see him in the small living room.

Xu Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, no, you won't leave him behind, will you?

Turning his head to look, he saw a door next to it was wide open, exposing a corner of the bed. Although there was no movement inside, he walked in intuitively as if he had sensed something.

The huge bed was covered with fluffy quilts, and the silk reflected a warm luster. Du Ziyou was leaning on the head of the bed, flipping through a book. Xu Zhuo could only recognize the words on the cover as belonging to the Latin language.

Du Ziyou was still wearing that Yu gown, the sides were pulled tight and only his neck was exposed, and his legs were hidden under the quilt.

His eyes were not focused, and his mind was obviously not on the page. He raised his head immediately when he heard the movement.

"Mr. Du." The room was a little cold, and Xu Zhuo's naked upper body had goosebumps.

Du Ziyou closed the book apprehensively, looked up at him slightly, his cheeks were flushed.

In this situation, Xu Zhuoqing coughed to break the charming atmosphere, and said, "Mr. Du, please find me a change of clothes."

Du Ziyou was stunned for a moment, then seemed relieved, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You can wear mine."

Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, why did Du Ziyou act like he was forcing him?

Obviously, I am the one who was... ah!

Xu Zhuo nodded without knowing it, and pointed his thumb behind him: "Then I'll go first..." After finishing speaking, he turned and went into the cloakroom without waiting for the other party's response.

Although Du Ziyou doesn't usually live here, the clothes are quite complete, and the fabrics are high-grade and well-tailored. The only problem is that Du Ziyou's custom-made suit is a bit too small for him.

In the end, he found the loosest one, which was the same black color as his original one. It was a little tight, and the trousers exposed his ankles, but he couldn't tell if he didn't look carefully.

Putting on clothes not only made him much warmer, but also made him more confident.Du Ziyou was originally a person with a strong aura, and he was only wrapped in a fig leaf, so he really couldn't talk to him on an equal footing.

Now that you're psychologically free of the disadvantage, it's time to get down to business.

Du Ziyou was still sitting on the bed, when he saw Xu Zhuo getting dressed and coming out, he stared at him intently, waiting for something.

"President Du," Xu Zhuo sat on the sofa beside the bed, leaned forward, put his elbows in front of his knees, and met Du Ziyou's eyes, "What happened just now..."

He didn't say it directly. After all, Du Ziyou was his boss, so he still had to give him some face, so it was better to give the initiative to the other party.Whether the other party apologized, or directly covered it up, or even scolded himself, he accepted it frankly.

Du Ziyou pursed his lips, looked at him, and nodded slightly.

Xu Zhuo: "..."

so what do you mean?

Xu Zhuo continued his efforts: "You were in a bad mood just now, and all of a sudden..." Hurry up, big boss!

Du Ziyou still looked at him, and at the same time took a deep breath, as if he mustered up his courage, and finally said slowly: "Okay."

Xu Zhuo: "???"

No, what are you doing! ?

He had known for a long time that the brain circuits of the two were not on the same channel, but he never expected that there would be such a big difference!

Xu Zhuo was about to jump up in the next second, grabbed the opponent's shoulder and shook desperately, but was interrupted by the ringtone of "Lingling".

Then there was a click, Du Ziyou tensed his body, the communication was automatically connected, and an old male voice came, which was exactly the voice Xu Zhuo heard in the garden:

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

Xu Zhuo looked at Du Ziyou, but found that the other party was also looking at him, with complex emotions in his eyes, disgust, helplessness, anger, and... hope?

Xu Zhuo got up hesitantly, bowed and took a step forward, and asked in a low voice, "You won't answer?"

He approached the bed, and Du Ziyou immediately reached out to him, so he had no choice but to reach out and shake hands with him, and sat on the edge of the bed.

The communication continued: "Second young master, the guests are still downstairs, please maintain the etiquette of the host's house."

Du Ziyou leaned against Xu Zhuo, Xu Zhuo had no choice but to open his arms and let him lean on his chest.

Du Ziyou put his arms around his waist, seemed to have calmed down a bit, and said loudly to the invisible person: "I'm a little uncomfortable."

He paused there and said, "I'll ask the doctor to come over."

"No need!" Du Ziyou hurriedly said, coughing twice, "I got caught in the rain, I'll go down after a short rest."

The tone over there was indifferent: "Then please hurry up, the doctor will go up if you are seriously ill." Click, the communication is turned off.

Xu Zhuo sensed it immediately, and the last half sentence was a threat.

"Ha ha……"

He heard a chuckle, and looked down to see that the person in his arms also raised his face to look at him, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, the exquisite facial features, the arc of the smile, and even the laughter, seemed to be specially made for him, every part of it hit his own aesthetic point, right in the heart.

After a while, he realized that something was wrong. Du Ziyou laughed louder and louder, like a gate that couldn't be closed, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. It didn't look like he was laughing, but was venting. After a long night, he finally found a little light. Come newborn hope.

"Mr. Du," Xu Zhuo put his hand on his face, and shouted worriedly, "Mr. Du!"

Du Ziyou laughed until the corners of his eyes were wet with physical tears, and he buried his head in his arms again.

It's not really crazy, is it?

Xu Zhuo was flustered, and finally waited for the person in his arms to calm down, patted him on the back, and asked, "Mr. Du, are you feeling better?"

Du Ziyou panted and shook his head, his soft hair rubbed against the fabric of the suit, making a rustling sound.

What does it mean to shake your head?

As soon as Xu Zhuogang thought about it, Du Ziyou looked up at him and said, "You will call me by my name from now on."

Xu Zhuo was stunned: "Huh?"

Du Ziyou's dark eyeballs were covered with water mist, he looked innocent and harmless, but he threw a thunderbolt: "Don't all lovers have names."

The author has something to say: (Failed to publish...repost.)

It's so hard to write... After laying the groundwork for so long, I still can't complete the logical transformation QAQ

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