I spoil the domineering president

"Mr. Du," Aunt Wei interrupted them, bringing in a box, "The oysters have just arrived, when do you plan to eat them?"

Xu Zhuo ran over to help, put his arms around the box and weighed it: "It's quite a lot, where did you buy it?"

Du Ziyou shook his head: "I don't know either, someone else gave it to you. Open it first. Aunt Wei, do you have any lemons at home?"

"Yes." Aunt Wei went to the kitchen, and Xu Zhuo found scissors to open the package. The thick foam box was full of broken ice, with a strong smell of sea water.

He dug out a palm-sized meat with a metallic luster from the ice. Du Ziyou saw the "G" on the shell and said, "Ginato, eat it while it's fresh."

They were standing at the dining table in the big living room, and they could see workers coming and going from the gate to the backyard, and it was weird to be stared at while eating here.

And he wanted to be alone with Du Ziyou.

Xu Zhuo suggested: "Isn't there a small living room in your room, let's go up and eat."

"Not very good." Du Ziyou frowned. Shouldn't the dining be in the dining room? How could he hide in the room?

Xu Zhuo tried hard to persuade him: "There is no table in the small living room?"

"Yes, yes..."

"No chair?"

"Of course there are..."

"That's it." Xu Zhuo picked up the box, looked around and no one was paying attention, and whispered in Du Ziyou's ear, "Let's go, let's go up to the world of two."

Du Ziyou gave him an angry look, but Xu Zhuo still looked at him with a smile.

Aunt Wei came out with two lemons and a knife in her hand.

"Hey, please leave me here." Xu Zhuo ordered.

The box he was holding was open, Aunt Wei stuck the lemon and the knife on the ice, Du Ziyou turned and left, but not in the direction of going upstairs.

Xu Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had capsized: "Where are you going?"

Du Ziyou didn't look back, he blamed himself for being soft-hearted and being easily persuaded by Xu Zhuo, and also had the urge to break the rules, eager to try.

He replied in a muffled voice: "Get the wine." The wine cellar is in the basement, and he has to choose the wine himself.

Xu Zhuo knew that he was willing as soon as he heard it, and raised his voice: "Okay, there is no rush."

Aunt Wei next to him saw him picking up the suitcase, her face full of incredulity: "You, you guys want to go up to eat? Isn't it okay here? It's not very good to go up, it's against the rules."

Xu Zhuo looked at her puzzled: "Why do you always say that you behave well? No rules are better than what you like."

Aunt Wei closed her mouth, but her eyes still showed worry.

Xu Zhuo comforted her: "Why don't you just eat something, the sky won't fall, and you'll get wrinkles easily if you look sad all day long."

Aunt Wei burst out laughing: "Slick tongue, I'm already at this age."

"At this age, we should be more cautious," Xu Zhuo said to Aunt Wei when Du Ziyou came back with a bottle of white wine, "We're going up, watch them work, and come upstairs to find us if you have anything to do. "

Aunt Wei could only nod, Xu Zhuo followed Du Ziyou up to the second floor, into the small living room connected to his room, and put the box on the table.

Du Ziyou was a little uncomfortable sitting on the sofa.

Xu Zhuo opened an oyster for him and said, "It's really fat."

Then cut the lemon in two, squeezed out the juice to drip on the oyster, and handed it to Du Ziyou.

He took it, looked at Xu Zhuo, and didn't eat it.

Xu Zhuonu pushed his chin and encouraged, "Try it quickly."

Du Ziyou pursed his lips, as if he finally mustered up his courage.

His movements are very gentle, with the handkerchief paper under his lips, and his lips leaning against the oyster shell, and when he sucks lightly, the sweat and oyster meat enter his mouth, his cheeks are bulging, and he slowly tastes its taste and taste. Taste.

Xu Zhuo also opened one for himself, and it was juicy and juicy in his mouth, with the unique sweetness of seafood, and a faint milky fragrance flowing between his lips and teeth.

"It's really good," Xu Zhuo licked his lips and took a sip of the wine, "It's much more delicious than what my dad bought, and he's afraid he'll be shoddy again."

As he spoke, he gave Du Ziyou another shot. The other party relaxed a little, and took it with one hand.

Xu Zhuo laughed secretly, he was obviously in his own home, so he was so reserved as if he was a guest in a stranger's home.

"Who gave you this box of oysters?" Xu Zhuo asked, "Introduce it to my dad, so that he won't be fooled by profiteers."

Du Ziyou wiped his lips lightly, and said, "Lin Gaohan asked someone to send it over."

Hearing this name, Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you on good terms?"

Du Ziyou shook his head and said, "We haven't seen each other for several years. Why do you ask this suddenly? I remember you hired him as the spokesperson for a project of your group?"

Xu Zhuo fiddled with an oyster in his hand, nodded: "Yes, I chatted with him a few words this morning."

Seeing his thoughtful look, Du Ziyou asked with concern, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing important," Xu Zhuo recalled, "he's a little weird."

Du Ziyou giggled when he heard the words, Xu Zhuo looked at him puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

Du Ziyou said, "I'm afraid he thinks you are even weirder."

"Hey," Xu Zhuo said, "you don't think so, do you?"

Du Ziyou looked into his eyes with a smile and nodded.

"Okay!" Xu Zhuo dropped the oyster in his hand, raised his hands and rushed forward pretending to be angry, "So you miss me that way."

He threw Du Ziyou down on the sofa, with a vicious expression on his face, but made him laugh out loud, curled up in his arms, his soft black hair was messy, and his cheeks were flushed.

Xu Zhuo propped himself on top of him, wrinkled his nose and asked, "What's so weird about me! Tell me!"

With a smile on the corner of Du Ziyou's mouth, he gasped and calmed down, and replied, "You are very weird, you are different from us."

Xu Zhuo was startled, and he remembered something: "Lin Gaohan also said something similar," he pouted in disgust, "and said that I am a good person."

"He's right," Du Ziyou blinked, "What else?"

Xu Zhuo recalled: "He asked me what the three of you have in common."

"The three of us?"

Xu Zhuo explained: "You, him, and Director Wu."

Du Ziyou fell silent suddenly, lowering his eyes to think.

"Do you understand what he means?" Xu Zhuo asked.

Du Ziyou shook his head, and said slowly: "I don't know why he counted me in."

Seeing that he still had a lot to say, Xu Zhuo got off him and lay on his side, with one arm loosely around his thin waist.

"The Lin family fell down ten years ago." Du Ziyou looked at the ceiling, but his thoughts drifted back to the past. "Before that, their family had a good relationship with our family. He often came to visit our house when he was young."

Xu Zhuo thought of the childhood photos of Du Ziyou he saw in the old house, and couldn't help feeling jealous of Lin Gaohan. He missed the time when his sweetheart grew up...

"Since Uncle Lin's accident, Lin Gaohan has lost news. I only heard that he entered the entertainment circle a few years ago," Du Ziyou continued, "It's not good for a big family like ours to show up in public. He will have to be an actor in the future. label, it is impossible to be re-admitted."

Being forced to sever ties with the world of his childhood is tantamount to losing a part of his life and the root of his residence. Will Lin Gaohan feel that a piece of his heart is missing, and he will be helpless and wandering for the rest of his life.

Xu Zhuo tightened his arms, stared at his sharp side face, and asked softly, "Do you think so, too, that he is an actor?"

Du Ziyou smiled wryly, and said, "This kind of feudal remnant thought..."

"That's right," Xu Zhuo leaned back on his elbows, half stood up and looked down at him, "otherwise, wouldn't a son of an upstart like me be looked down upon even more?"

Du Ziyou turned his head to look at him, a little anxious: "Who looks down on you!"

Xu Zhuo quickly reached out to caress his face, and comforted him: "No, I'm just making an analogy, no one can show me face."

Du Ziyou's eyes were covered with mist, Xu Zhuo hurriedly hugged him into his arms, and continued to apologize: "It's my fault, I speak freely, I shouldn't be joking casually."

When the person in his arms calmed down, he asked again: "Lin Gaohan said that you are the same kind of people. Could it be that something happened to Director Wu's family?"

Du Ziyou shook his head, his hair rubbed against the fabric of his clothes, making a rustling sound.

Xu Zhuo thought for a while, and guessed: "Wu Dao is also a member of the film and television industry, and he doesn't follow the family's arrangement. Could it be that he is referring to this?"

Du Ziyou spoke, his voice was muffled, and hot air puffed on his chest: "Almost, outcasts and rebels."

"Then I know!" Xu Zhuo had a flash of inspiration, "No wonder you have something in common."

Du Ziyou raised his face and looked at him without understanding.

Xu Zhuo lovingly pressed his palm against his cold face, brushed his thumb lightly over his eyes, and said, "Aren't you rebellious enough when you're with me?"

Du Ziyou immediately blushed from his ears to his cheeks, and stammered, "Who is with you?"

He was still nestling in his arms at this moment, denying it was really unconvincing, but Xu Zhuo was not a verbally aggressive person, so he did not refute his words.

Du Ziyou said again: "And how could he know, know us..."

Seeing that he was incoherent in a hurry, Xu Zhuo hurriedly said, "Don't worry, he thinks we are just friends."

Du Ziyou felt relieved after receiving his affirming look.

"Okay, do you want to eat? I'll drive it for you." Xu Zhuo got up. Of course he wanted to lie down with the other party for a while, but there was still work to do.

Du Ziyou also sat up and refused, "No, I'm a little tired."

"Then I'll take it down and ask Aunt Wei to cook it." Even though it would be wasteful to eat it cooked, Du Ziyou had no objection, "Shall we go down?"

Dinner was already prepared, and the oysters were cooked quickly. After dinner, they went for a walk in the garden.

The workers who moved the fitness equipment had left, and the pool was refilled after cleaning.

Xu Zhuo suggested: "Swimming is best in summer, are you coming?"

Du Ziyou wondered: "I hired a coach, but the class hasn't started yet."

Xu Zhuo laughed, no wonder the swimming pool was left unused, unexpectedly Du Ziyou, who is like a child prodigy, can't swim.

"I'll teach you," Xu Zhuo said, "Have you got your swimming trunks ready?"

Du Ziyou lent him a pair. Xu Zhuo was even taller. After changing his trousers, he felt that the crotch was a bit tight, but it was still within acceptable limits.

After warming up, he went into the pool and swam a few more times before waiting for Du Ziyou to go downstairs.

Du Ziyou had an uncomfortable expression on his face, hugging his elbow, feeling extremely green.

Warm lights poured down from the ceiling, and Xu Zhuo's eyes flicked across his exposed pale chest, flat belly, slender legs, delicate ankles and retracted toes, and he couldn't help swallowing dryly.

His swim trunks felt tighter.

The author has something to say: Swimming is a very useful skill, so I will dedicate myself to teaching~

Advance receipt:

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2. "Marrying an Alpha Star", [The rebellious Duke Alpha Gong who doesn't want to be a breeding machine x the cold and abstinent superstar Alpha Shou who has no sense of Omega pheromones], the main attack, the modern constitutional monarchy is overhead;

3. "My female is a different kind", [the tossing tiger Gong who is determined to break out of the world in another world x the leopard who can enter the hall and the boudoir and can fight], the main attack, orcs, farming literature;

4. "My Husband's Family Is My Brain Fan", [CEO Gong who was slapped in the face by himself and chased after his wife's crematorium x Strong, optimistic and viciously tongue-in-cheek actor Shou], master.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [Nutrient Solution]: 1 bottle of dandy.