There was a sound of hurried steps in the fire escape.
The two of them ran down quickly, and the speed was too fast. Zhuo Shu's head was about to turn dizzy when they ran down the twenty or so floors.
As soon as Ying Tongchen opened the passage door, someone pulled his arm back and fell into a hug.
"Wait, I'm a little dizzy." Zhuo Shu closed his eyes and said.
Ying Tongchen asked curiously, "Don't you usually go to the gym?"
"That can't stop me from being dizzy." Zhuo Shu shook his head, and after a while, he felt better, let go of his hand, "Let's go."
"How do you feel?" Ying Tongchen was a little worried, and turned his head to look at his face. His face was not flushed red after exercise, but rather pale.
"It seems a little cold." He stretched out his hand to hold Zhuo Shu's face, and suddenly squeezed hard in the middle.
"Huh?" Zhuo Shu widened his eyes and looked down at his pouty lips. Before he could figure out what happened, a pair of warm lips covered him.
Ying Tongchen: "Artificial respiration."
Take a sip.
Ying Tongchen stepped back a little, touched his cheek with his fingertips, and nodded after a while: "Well, okay, the temperature is up."
Zhuo Shu glared at him for a while, then closed his eyes and pouted again.
"It's too late, let's go." Ying Tongchen dragged him and walked out, "Don't let your parents see us like this."
Zhuo Shu had no choice but to restrain his dissatisfied expression. As soon as he walked to the pillars in the lobby, he saw Zhuo Fu and Mu Qing standing at the entrance of the hotel, looking around, obviously looking for someone.
He turned around immediately and pressed Ying Tongchen into his arms: "Shh, they are at the door."
"What? What should we do now?" Ying Tongchen asked in surprise.
A couple next to them passed by and looked at the two men who were hugging each other tightly, not to mention one of them was still wearing a white coat, and they all showed a meaningful smile to Zhuoshu.
Zhuoshu: "..."
Ying Tongchen: "..."
Mu Qing, who was standing at the door, suddenly saw two figures drifting past, one of whom was wearing a white coat.
She held up her reading glasses, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes. She pulled her wife and ran over there: "I think I saw them, hurry up."
Zhuo Fu could have run fast, but Muqing's legs were short and her hind legs were pulled down. The two slowly ran to the elevator entrance, reached out to block the elevator door that was about to close, and arrested two suspects on the spot—
"Ah-huh?" Mu Qing stopped abruptly and stared at the two people inside.
Zhuo Fu touched her shoulder and whispered, "Although you stole my glasses, I can see clearly that they are a couple, a man and a woman."
There were two people standing in the elevator, one was a slender girl and the other was a man in a white coat.
"Hello, do you want to come in?" the man said politely.
"No, I'm sorry to disturb you, I wish you a happy life, goodbye." Mu Qing closed the elevator and watched the two go up.
"Strange, are we really so old that we can't even recognize our son?" Mu Qing muttered.
"No." Zhuo Fu pointed to the heat preservation bucket in her hand, "Also, aren't you here to deliver chicken soup to the boys of the KFC team?"
Mu Qing slapped her head: "Oh yes! I've been too busy to forget. They are on business trips these days, and they can only broadcast live in the hotel. Hurry up and send me up to offer condolences."
After the elevator descended again, the two walked in and pressed the button on the 28th floor.
After the restaurant manager got off work, he passed the lobby and went up to greet the two receptionists. One of the receptionists showed a professional smile and beckoned under the table.
"You guys are on night shift today?" the restaurant manager asked, sighing when he saw them nodding and admitting, "Hey, it's hard for you—huh? What was that just crawling under my nose?"
The front desk immediately blocked his view and smiled: "There is nothing, you didn't see anything."
"Obviously, two men climbed out from under your table!" The restaurant manager was shocked, turned his head and saw that two men with tall legs suddenly stood up and rushed towards the door with their backs to him.
The manager looked back at the two of them in horror, and said in a low voice, "You are too... How can you hide men here? Can't afford to open a room upstairs? Oh, you can't afford it."
Two receptionists: "..."
Zhuo Shu and Ying Tongchen got into the car, collapsed on the seat, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The two looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"What's the matter?" Ying Tongchen smiled helplessly.
"It seems that the hotel is no longer safe." Zhuo Shu sighed, "After the villa procedures are completed, let's go there directly."
Ying Tongchen asked, "What should we do now?"
"Continue?" Zhuo Shu asked uncertainly.
"Forget it, the clothes are all given to others." Ying Tongchen yawned, "Let's go back to our respective homes."
Zhuo Shu didn't say a word.
Ying Tongchen opened the car door, didn't know what to think, and withdrew his feet again, turned around and asked, "By the way, how did you explain the matter on your neck to your parents?"
Zhuo Shu's lips twitched, and it took a long while before he made a voice: "Just fool around, they are very good at cheating."
"Really?" Ying Tongchen pointed to it, "If they are so easy to deceive, why would they come to guard the door?"
"That's what I want to know, too." Zhuo Shu was puzzled. Before he went out, Zhuo Fu also specifically explained that he had brought daily necessities. Why did he follow Mu Qing to the hotel to find someone in a blink of an eye? He also brought chicken soup with him.
"Maybe it's because I'm afraid that you are weak, so I brought some soup to make up for you?" Zhuo Shu guessed.
"..." Ying Tongchen rubbed his head angrily, "Who the hell is wrong, you'll be dizzy after running a few floors."
"How many floors is that? It's 30 floors rounded up, how high is it." Zhuo Shu clutched his chest with lingering fears, "It's over, I'm a little suffocated when I think of this, and I need artificial respiration urgently."
You should smile with the dust and watch the play politely.
"Help, help." Zhuo Shu leaned over and pouted, and then he kissed the phone screen.
Click.
Zhuoshu woke up.
Ying Tongchen took back the phone, glanced at the photo, laughed out loud, and gave Zhuo Shu a look: "Look, does it look like a hungry pig?"
Zhuo Shu's expression tightened: "Delete."
"No."
"Let's make a price, how much does it cost to delete?" Zhuo Shu took a negotiating stance.
"Since you asked for it, I can't be polite." Ying Tongchen nodded in agreement.
Zhuo Shu glanced at him: "Tell me, what do you want?"
"Auntie Lin called me in the afternoon and said that the water pipe in her house was broken and wanted you to help repair it." Ying Tongchen looked at him innocently.
Zhuo Shu was silent for a moment, his blue veins burst, and he let out an angry hum: "I'm not going! Don't think about it! Go and go by yourself."
"Okay, that photo doesn't need to be deleted." Ying Tongchen's mouth curved, and he kicked his foot outside, "I'll go back by myself. You drive well and pay attention to safety."
Ying Tongchen took a day off at home, contacted Auntie Lin with the plumber, and then went to work in the studio for a day.
The holiday is officially over.
The next day, all had to return to their posts.
Although the hearts of the students could not be recovered immediately, they had to continue to work hard when they looked at the exam papers and textbooks.
"Report." Zhuo Zi shouted.
Ying Tongchen sat in the office preparing lessons, and replied without looking up, "Come in."
Zhuo Zi put the homework on his desk and sighed as he watched his serious foreshadowing.
Why did she hit the CP of her brother and teacher
Such a good teacher, is Zhuo Laogou worthy of it
Can't match!
Ying Tongchen raised his head and saw that the young girl in bloom showed a sad face of menopause: "What's the matter with you? Have something on your mind?"
"Alas." Zhuo Zi sighed heavily, "Teacher, you have to be good."
Ying Tongchen: "?"
"Oh, by the way, wait a minute." Ying Tongchen opened the drawer, took out an unpackaged necklace, and placed it on the table, "You did well in the last month's test, so I'll reward you with this. I don't know. It looks good, I bought it for my relatives, but I accidentally bought too much."
Zhuo Zi glanced at it in surprise. It was still a bracelet from an affordable luxury brand, and pushed it back and said, "This is a bit expensive, I can't ask for it."
"If you don't want it, I won't be able to use it either. Isn't your birthday coming soon? It's just a gift from you in advance. Keep working hard in the next exam." Ying Tongchen said.
"Hey, then I'm welcome." Zhuo Zi took it with a smile, but just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Ying Tongchen.
"Don't give me a gift in return, and don't give me such an expensive gift next time on Teacher's Day, you know?"
"Okay, thank you teacher!"
After Zhuo Zi left happily, Fu Lv sat on the chair, slid down beside him, and joked, "Teacher Ying, aren't you afraid of the little girl's heart breaking?"
"She won't." Ying Tongchen affirmed.
"why?"
Ying Tongchen raised his head, recalled for a moment, and said, "She looked at me like an old mother, full of maternal love."
Fu Lv: "..." Never heard of it!
After returning home in the evening, he usually worked late at night. He put away the manuscript, rubbed his neck, turned on his mobile phone and flipped through it boringly.
I don't know what to think, he opened Zhuo Shu's circle of friends and found that the other party went on a business trip in the afternoon.
Forget it, wash and sleep.
On Saturday afternoon, Ying Tongchen suddenly received a call from Meng Gong, saying that Zhen Mingxin was going to shoot a variety show soon and wanted to invite them to dinner.
He tidied up at home before heading to dinner.
When the private room door was opened, Meng Gong and Zhen Mingxin were kissing.
Ying Tongchen: "..."
For some reason, the three of them surprisingly had the same idea - they got used to it.
Meng Gong reluctantly let go, then poured a glass of wine for Ying Tongchen: "Brother, I respect you this glass."
"Respect me?" Ying Tongchen asked.
"Yes." Meng Gong glanced at Zhen Mingxin, "If you hadn't woken us up, we would have treated each other as brothers. Facts have proved that brothers can fall in love, brothers can go beyond the norm, and brothers can feel warm to the rectum."
"..."
This sounds a bit strange, but Ying Tongchen couldn't find a reason to reject it for a while, so he had to have a drink with him.
Zhen Mingxin's face was flushed, and he also raised his glass: "Brother Ying, I also respect you. Thank you for your courageous actions and let me know Meng Meng."
Before the food was ready, Ying Tongchen had already eaten two glasses of Xie media wine. After a meal, the two people on the opposite side showed their affection like no one else.
Ying Tongchen turned a blind eye, buried his head in eating, and finally finished the dog food.
After dinner, Zhen Mingxin proposed to find another place to play, but Ying Tongchen refused directly: "I won't bother you anymore, you should take a good variety show and be safe outdoors."
"No problem!" Zhen Mingxin clenched his fist, "I will strive to become more popular this time, surpassing Liu Liang!"
Ying Tongchen was stunned for a moment: "What did he suddenly mention?"
"Ah?" Zhen Mingxin scratched his head and smiled naively, "I feel that you don't like him very much, Brother Ying, and it happens that I don't like him either, so I have to surpass him."
Ying Tongchen subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he opened his mouth, the words ran out of his mouth uncontrollably: "I don't like him, so you have to do your best."
"OK!"
After saying goodbye to the two of them, Ying Tongchen couldn't drive due to drinking, so he simply took a walk outside to digest his food.
At this moment, the phone rang hurriedly. He looked at the caller's name, raised his eyebrows, and opened the answer button: "Is there something?"
"Why did you call again?" The man's voice was lazy, but there was some noise around him, "Didn't you say you don't need to contact me if you're okay, why are you so disobedient?"
"?" Ying Tongchen asked, "Your head was kicked by a donkey?"
"How many times have I warned you, don't tell me such disgusting words." Zhuo Shu smiled lightly, "I don't have much patience with guys who are too annoying."
Ying Tongchen rolled his eyes: "What the hell are you doing?"
"What? You're wearing sexy clothes today?" Zhuo Shu shook his head helplessly, "Okay, for the sake of your hard work, I'll let you come out and play."
"I'll hang up if I have nothing to do." Ying Tongchen was too lazy to pay attention to this actor.
"Does the sensuality know? Come here." Zhuo Shu sneered, "Remember your own identity."
After saying that he didn't give the other party a chance to refuse, Zhuo Shu hung up the phone directly, turned his head and gave a helpless smile to the other wine bags and rice bags present: "Hey, this person is too clingy, he has to follow him wherever he goes, it's really distressing. ."
Ying Tongchen looked at the hot news that had just been released on WeChat.
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Zhuo Shu: Come, come, come quickly [hook finger]
"Voice", right? Have fun, huh
Ying Tongchen's eyes narrowed, the tail of his eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes darkened.
He looked up, and across from him was the gate of the largest entertainment venue in the area - Sensual.