Meng A, he is pretending to be good and deceiving President Shu again

Chapter 9

Shu Xing felt guilty for some reason.

"Release!" A cold light flashed through the lens, and Shu Xing lost his patience.

Shen Cheng was stunned by Shu Xing's gaze, and then his hand was pinched vigorously.

Zheng Huailu threw away Shen Cheng's claws, and took Brother Shu into his arms.

This was a very warning gesture to Shen Cheng. Zheng Huailu stared at him coldly, as if hating the invaders who trampled on the territory. Shu Xing was half a head shorter than Zheng Huailu, and did not see his eyes.

Even if Shen Cheng didn't want to admit it anymore, Zheng Huailu looked at him and made him feel nervous.

This man is anything but simple!

Zheng Huailu has a clear fragrance, starting with a heavy woody smell, and after a few more sniffs, it will turn into a faint orange fragrance, which is especially flattering. Son.

He overestimated Shen Cheng, this person lacked the most basic loyalty to love.

Quite disappointed, Shu Xing just felt that it was a waste of time and energy.

Shen Chengben was 1 upset when he saw Zheng Huailu for the first time, and was stabbed by this person one after another, his heart was filled with wildfire, and he was about to say something with a cold face, when someone asked in surprise: "What are you... ?”

Lu Sihan came to the scene and got together.

"Sihan!" Shen Cheng strode forward, wanting to explain to Lu Sihan, the situation is clearly controllable, and he doesn't know what he is doing here and here.

Of course he can play, but he almost ran into Shu Xing.

Zheng Huailu embraced the people and backed away, with the same disgusted look as Shu Xing.

"Ahem..." Shu Xing covered his lips and frowned slightly.

Zheng Huailu noticed immediately: "Uncomfortable?"

"Just drink some hot water."

As soon as he said Zheng Huailu, he understood. When we first got together, Shu Xing also suffered from stomach problems. Just once, he was bumped into by Zheng Huailu who came out to pour water. The young man lay on the sofa, curled up , the huge villa seemed deserted and lonely, and Zheng Huailu naturally took care of it later, and it was a bit burdensome to start traveling comfortably. I will definitely drive people out of the villa, so I won't feel bad.

But Zheng Huailu took good care of him, Shu Xing woke up the next day and saw the beauty of this person lying on the bedside, and the relationship between the two quickly advanced.

Zheng Huailu's shoulders were broad and strong, he deliberately leaned towards Shu Xing, and Shu Xing took advantage of the trend to lean forward, and it was much easier.

"Is it the three cups you drank?" Zheng Huailu asked.

"Yeah." Shu Xing waited a little further before he said, "I bumped into him by accident, and I didn't intend to listen to his nonsense."

Zheng Huailu replied: "I know."

Shu Xing could tell from his tone that this person believed him, and he felt a burst of irony in his heart.

Shu Xing was unwilling to show weakness in front of others, and when he returned to the hall, he was still the gentle and elegant Mr. Shu. Zheng Huailu meant to go home, but Shu Xing refused. Said that it was not good to leave, there was no other way, Zheng Huailu poured hot water for him, and watched Shu Xing drink three cups.

After drinking it, I felt much better, so Shu Xing asked, "Did you call your family before?"

Zheng Huailu nodded: "Well, I want money."

"Want money?" Shu Xing sat up a little bit: "What kind of money do you want?"

"A strange relative in my family, I had a hard time when I was a child. He took care of me for a while, and then asked for money every now and then." Zheng Huailu didn't hide it, and of course he was telling the truth.

Shu Xing: "How much does he want? Can it be settled at once?"

Zheng Huailu was slightly taken aback, because his relationship with Shu Xing seemed to be asking for money in disguise, but Shu Xing seemed to be sincere and wanted to help him solve it all at once.

It is said that Mr. Shu "has no shortage of deep calculations", but that was when he was forced. Shu Xing has a kind of kindness that is incompatible with the businessmen. Returning back, with understanding and tolerance, Shu Xing's glasses chain swayed slightly and entered Zheng Huailu's heart.

"Brother Shu." Zheng Huailu couldn't hold back: "Aren't you worried that I'm defrauding you of money?"

Shu Xing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Since you say that, you are not cheating money. Tell me, can you solve it?"

"There is no need to solve it." Zheng Huailu said firmly, "I won't give him a penny."

Life under the fence is not easy, so no nostalgia for the old love, it can be seen that he was bullied a lot at that time, Shu Xing thought about it, so he stopped asking.

A group of people didn't leave until five in the morning, and most of them chose to rest on the spot, but Shu Xing was a bit reluctant, Zheng Huailu found a substitute driver, and it was already dawn when Shu Xing and he arrived home.

Originally, his stomach was uncomfortable, and he stayed up all night. Shu Xing didn't feel it when he pulled himself together. As soon as he lay down, acid water began to emerge from the crevices of his bones. He struggled to wash up, but Zheng Huailu sat on the bed and patted him gently. With her hair down, "Sleep, Mr. Shu is handsome."

Brat, Shu Xing smiled, and quickly closed his eyes.

The morning light is gentle, and a little leaks in through the curtains, but it is too weak to illuminate this place. The greed in Zheng Huailu's eyes is unscrupulous.

He will make Shen Cheng completely get out of Shu Xing's life.

Shu Xing woke up once under the action of the biological clock, but there was a person sitting next to him with a voice like a lullaby. Shu Xing couldn't remember exactly what he said, but he just fell asleep again.

When the phone rang, Zheng Huailu was cooking porridge in an apron. After answering the call, he pressed the loudspeaker: "Speak if you have something to say."

"Shen Cheng's people went to Bar G to check on you."

Zheng Huailu didn't even frown, as expected: "Just give him the same set of information."

"Ancestor, it's only been a few days? Why did you offend the local snake in Qucheng?"

"Garbage land snake." Shu Xing was not there, and Zheng Huailu was not so obedient and easy to talk, his face was slightly sullen, his facial features were as sharp as a sword drawn out of its sheath, and there was a chill in it, which was different from ever before, but it was very real , "He covets my people."

Shen Cheng may not admit it, but Zheng Huailu sees through it at a glance: he is indiscriminate in his love without knowing it, and it has nothing to do with him when he abuses others, but it is not okay to involve Shu Xing.

There was silence for a few seconds, "Your person? Shu, Shu Xing..."

"Ah."

"Ancestor, have you figured it out? Who didn't you follow behind your ass before? Don't you want those young boys and girls in their early twenties? Think clearly, if you want to travel comfortably, you have to take care of them. Years old."

Zheng Huailu didn't like to hear these words, "You are almost thirty, why don't I still be friends with you?"

The other party choked hard, "If you can't speak, don't speak!"

Zheng Huailu smiled: "Okay, don't worry about it."

"Oh my god, if I had known that this kind of thing would happen when I asked you to come to Qucheng last time, I would be sure..."

Before finishing speaking, Zheng Huailu hung up the phone, too lazy to listen to him.

Zheng Huailu didn't sleep all night, but Zheng Huailu was in good spirits. The kitchen was very quiet except for the banging of pots and bowls. Zheng Huailu lowered his eyes and placed a circle of carved radishes around Shu Xing's favorite pickles. The patterns are complicated and delicate, which can be seen from a pair of skillful hands.

After a while, there was the sound of the door opening on the second floor.

Zheng Huailu's dead eyes suddenly burst into light. He went out with the porridge and showed a big smile to Shu Xing, "Brother Shu! You're awake, are you hungry? Come down quickly."

Shu Xing leaned against the stairs, looking at Zheng Huailu's appearance as a "virtuous wife", with a peaceful mind and a sense of unreality. When he was 28 years old, he wanted to stabilize himself, but when he met Shen Cheng, he was so sincere. He fed the dog, and then picked up one casually, but he was fulfilling him in every way.

"What time did you wake up?" Shu Xing took a shower and was refreshed, his stomach was empty, and after a bowl of hot porridge that melted in his mouth, he was ready to marry Zheng Huailu.

"It's only two hours earlier than Brother Shu." Zheng Huailu said nonsense.

Shu Xing signaled Zheng Huailu to sit down too. He didn't go to work today, and he was dressed casually at home. A light gray sweater was very textured, and his hair was not as meticulous as usual, but a little messy. All of a sudden, I looked younger by several years.

Zheng Huailu stared at it and asked, "Brother Shu, were you at the school grass level in college?"

Shu Xing heard the words, and smiled: "How do you know?"

"It must be." Zheng Huailu said seriously: "Brother Shu, don't lie to me."

This time, Zheng Huailu guessed right. Shu Xing was basically absent during his freshman year. When he returned to campus in his sophomore year, he was immediately listed on the "Character List" inside the campus, and won three consecutive school drafts.

Shu Xing took a bun and handed it to Zheng Huailu: "Eat it quickly."

The relationship between them seems to be closer again.