Winning deal

Lowering his head, Zhuo Mu suddenly felt his right shoulder sink, but his movements were as gentle and careful as a feather wiping water...

Bu Du lowered his head, and Zhuo Mu suddenly felt his right shoulder sink, but his movements were as gentle and careful as a feather wiping water...

At about two or three o'clock, Budu was lying on the sofa, switching channels boredly, but couldn't find any program worth staying in, so he had to throw the remote control aside in the end.His body sank back, his eyes glanced at the figure who had been busy in the kitchen since he entered the door, and he got up and got off the ground without thinking much.

"What are you doing?" I saw that the cooking table was full of bottles, bowls and molds.Zhuo Mu was wearing a taupe apron and was sifting flour.Before Zhuomu could speak, Bu Du saw the strawberry beside the table with sharp eyes.However, when he was about to steal one to wash and eat, "You wash it together."

Bu Du's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhuo Mu in disbelief.But Zhuo Mu is rare calm.He slowly put down the sieve in his hand, looked at Budu, and lifted his chin towards the strawberry, which was quite natural.

"I've noticed that you've been a bit bold recently, Zhuo Mu."

"Then are you going to punish me, Master?"

"Go and kneel next to Luluo."

"I'll cook something delicious for you, and you'll be fined when you're done."

"What did you do?"

"Souffle."

"Then I'll add strawberry jam."

"make a deal."

The souffle in the cup was quickly brought to the table by Zhuo Mu, "Please eat while it's hot."

Budu nodded, and stretched out his hand to one of the cups expectantly, but was blocked by Zhuo Mu halfway, "This one is a bit collapsed, please change it."

"nothing."

"How can I give you the spoiled ones."

In fact, it is a little cracked on the side, as long as it is baked pastry, it will almost always have the kind.

Seeing Bu Du didn't talk to him, Zhuo Mu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't do desserts very well."

"No, no. I think it's pretty good already." In order to prove his idea, Budu stopped talking nonsense and directly picked up a spoon and took a sip, "It's delicious."

"It's fine if you like it...then...I'm going to kneel."

"Eh?! Come back to me, you."

"Eh?! Come back to me, you."

The night fell quickly, the stars were dotted with stars, and the specially bought balcony was worth it, and Budu was also in a rare mood, and took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet.

"I'll do it." Zhuo Mu said as he was about to take it.But the wine bottle was circled by Bu Du in the air, just avoiding Zhuo Mu's hand, and he nimbly drilled the auger into the cork first.

"It's just opening a drink, are you underestimating me?" Sure enough, Budu hadn't finished speaking when he pried it open with a bang.Bu Du gestured to Zhuo Mu with his eyes: "Would you like a cup too?"

Zhuomu was about to refuse, but Bu Du put the cup into his hand, "Happy housewarming." Bu Du paused for a moment, and added, "You must drink."

After thinking for a few seconds with his eyes downcast, Zhuo Mu once again smiled gently into Budu's eyes. "good."

Bu Du also gave Zhuo Mu a smile back, and the poured red wine remained along the rim of the glass, without any haste, only the sound of liquid flowing and the refreshing aroma of fermented fruit wafting in the air.

Zhuomu didn't hear the slight vibration of the mobile phone in Budu's pocket.

Tossing and turning, he still opened his eyes.

My heart was so stuffy.

It felt like the room was empty, and there was always something missing on the big bed.

Missing... Zhuo wood.

The thought gave way to a shock.Is it subconsciously a habit?

always.

Obviously drunk, but sober and unable to fall asleep.

Just sober, thinking about someone.

"Owner?"

Zhuo Mu heard the sound of the door opening, so he looked up.After seeing the person coming, he was about to get up, but Budu pushed him back with his palm.Before he could figure out the situation, Bu Du had already lifted up a corner of the quilt, and got into the bed without saying anything.

"What are you looking at?" Bu Du's tone rose, and a hint of impatience could be heard from it.

"Ah, sorry."

"Turn around! Don't look at me."

"Yes!..." Zhuo Mu responded, turning over as fast as he could.In fact, it is extremely unruly behavior for a slave to turn his back on his master, but if the master gives an order, he still has to do it.

But what happened?The master's condition doesn't seem to be good, but he doesn't feel that there is something wrong...

"You... have insomnia?" Zhuomu speculated on Budu's mood for a long time, and finally uttered this sentence carefully.

As the words fell, he felt the master's hand on his waist.

"Zhuomu. I think I miss you."

"Zhuomu. I think I miss you."

……

In the afternoon, the sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the department's market season has just passed, and the work is much more leisurely, but Bu Du carelessly flicks the head of a ceramic woodpecker with his fingers.

("You're drunk, master.")

("You...don't need to worry about Zhuo Mu.")

Was he rejected by Zhuo Mu?

Actually, is it a refusal?

Budu poked the decoration several times, and sighed in frustration. "I really want to see what's going on in your head."

Coincidentally, there was a knock on the door, "Knock, knock..."

Raising his eyes, he saw Xiaoguo came over from outside the glass door.After waving at him, he opened the door and walked in, looking very energetic.

"There is no class today, why would you want to come to the company?"

"Hey, didn't I send you a message yesterday, Brother Budu. Mr. President has a plan and wants me to help you take a look."

"Then it's good to pass it on to you on the Internet, why don't you make a trip?"

Xiaoguo was stunned for a moment, then slapped his eyes on the ground, "He said that he is outdated now, and he doesn't understand the chatting ideas of us young people, so we have to meet face to face."

Budu smiled and shook his head: "Veteran cadre." Passed a few bags of raisins, hazelnuts and almonds to Xiaoguo, "I'd better in."

"Oh, you haven't seen Buduo when I was not serious."

After hearing this, Budu raised his eyebrows at Xiaoguo, "I thought you were an orthodox lady."

"A rotten girl in a dead house is about the same."

"what?"

"When will you be with my brother, sister-in-law."

Under the company building, Zhuo Mu looked down at his watch.The master asked him to go to the home furnishing store to buy some decorations after get off work. He had nothing else to do at home, so he came early and waited.

"I've said it before, don't fool me with this kind of thing that isn't design at all."

"Looking for the president? You go."

A magnetic and indifferent male voice caught Zhuo Mu's attention, and it came from the gate.

However, the moment Zhuomu moved his gaze over, time seemed to freeze for a while, and his eyes never moved away for a long time.

On the other side, the man who hung up the phone was thinking about which direction to go. At the same time, he seemed to feel someone's fiery gaze.When looking at Zhuo Mu unintentionally, the man's nerves tensed up involuntarily.

Chapter 17

When looking at Zhuo Mu unintentionally, the man's nerves tensed up involuntarily.

At night, the street lights had been on for a long time, Zhang Ku entered the house dragging his exhaustion.President Zhang, who is usually serious or easy-going, only shows a little tiredness at this time.

"so late."

Zhang Kui raised his head suddenly, and looked at the man sitting at the dining table in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

Seeing that Zhang Ku had been stunned and did not respond, the man broke the silence by speaking first, and shook the empty can in his hand at Zhang Ku: "Drink the Coke from the refrigerator, don't mind."

"Of course!" Zhang Kuan was embarrassed by the impatient answer, and he sighed softly, "It was originally prepared for you."

Luan Yue didn't immediately correct Zhang Kuo's honorific speech, "I've been working a lot lately? Why did I get to this point?"

"..." There was a wry smile on the corner of Zhang Zhu's mouth, only for a moment, and then he replied in a nonchalant tone: "It's such a big room, I feel empty when I come back."

The atmosphere dropped again.

"I'm here to ask you to do me a favor... My status is limited."

"You say."

"...I found him."

In another apartment, holding a glass flower pot and thinking about where to put it, the wooden hands suddenly trembled. Fortunately, Budu had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported the bottom of the pot in time before it fell.

"Zhuomu? You've been absent-minded since the afternoon. Is there something wrong?"

After recovering, Zhuo Mu slightly shook his head: "Ah, no. I..."

Zhuomu hesitated to speak, and the governor thought it was the influence of the incident between the two of them last night. He pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Let's rest early today."

"640217." A string of increasingly familiar numbers was recited fluently.After Luan Yue finished listening, he glanced at Zhang Kui thoughtfully.

"It's really sad." Zhang Kuan bent down across the table, and tapped Luan Yue's heart with his index finger. "You only think of me at times like this."

"Then ask the Administration to arrest me."

"You are free."

At the end of the sentence, a presumptuous and flamboyant entanglement kiss.

"You are free."

At the end of the sentence, a presumptuous and flamboyant entanglement kiss.

"What if?"

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, nothing will happen."

"Xiaoqi—!"

"My name is Zhuo Mu now. Washing Zhuo, wood of wood."

"you……"

"I'm sorry. Zhuomu has to accompany the master, so let's take a step first... I won't bother you, Mr. Luan."

Luan Yue was lying on the bed with his right hand resting on his neck, and the conversation between him and Xiaoqi...Zhuomu kept repeating in his mind.still the same