A king is like a cat

"I hurried to the company after delivering breakfast to Uncle Zhang today. I didn't eat breakfast myself. I'm so wronged. Uncle Zhang didn't seem to have any intention to explain what happened yesterday. Maybe he was careless, or maybe it was just An old hooligan! I’ve been busy at the company all day, I’m really busy, not to avoid Uncle Zhang!” From Zhuo Zhuo’s Weibo account.

Without Zhuo Zhuo's company, Zhang Zhuoyun felt that everything was boring, and he could stare at the water glass to see how much the water evaporated in the air.It’s not good to go out for a stroll, the air outside is full of dirty air, and one more breath will kill your life; it’s not good to go to the company to find Zhuo Zhuo, and you have to deal with a lot of other people who don’t know what to do; Weibo has nothing interesting recently Now, the comments from my fans on Weibo are even more unsightly. Who is your husband?As the Ninth Five-Year Lord, if I want to give birth, I will give birth to a dragon son. What is it to give birth to a monkey?After thinking for a long time, Zhang Zhuoyun suddenly thought of an excellent pastime to pass the time. A carp quickly turned over from the sofa. Zhang Zhuoyun spent the rest of the day doing this activity, and even forgot to order takeaway until Zhuo Zhuo Zhang Zhuoyun turned his attention when he brought food to Zhang Zhuoyun's house after work at the company.

"Little table, you are here, come and have a look!"

Zhuo Zhuo put the food on the dining table with a puzzled face, and Zhang Zhuoyun looked triumphant and mysterious. Could it be that he has set a new record in Tetris?

"What... what is this?" Zhuo Zhuo stared at the drawing paper spread out on the desk.

"What do you think?" Zhang Zhuoyun asked feeling quite good about himself. The ink on the drawing paper was not dry yet, and there was a faint fragrance of ink floating in the air. Although this figure painting was not the best Zhang Zhuoyun had ever drawn, but at this moment he I am also very satisfied. The most important thing is that the majesty of the emperor is drawn, and the most difficult part of self-portrait is the expression.

"Uh...it's quite similar to Uncle Li on the street opposite the neighborhood."

"What?" Zhang Zhuoyun was a little unhappy when he heard it, and frowned, asking: "Who is Uncle Li?"

"Just the owner of the shop that bought you steamed stuffed buns a few days ago. He's such a nice guy, he always gives me an extra steamed stuffed bun because of my cuteness!" Zhuo Zhuo said about steamed stuffed buns and thought of the food he brought over, "Hey, dining table There is food I brought for you, you should eat it while it’s hot, it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”

"I won't eat! I'm not hungry!" Zhang Zhuoyun turned around and left the study as he said that. Zhuo Zhuo was wondering where he accidentally touched the uncle's nipples again, when he heard Zhang Zhuoyun shouting from outside: "Don't eat it in the future." The steamed stuffed buns from that shop are so oily, I feel disgusted after eating them!"

In this way, under the careful service of the small table, Zhang Zhuoyun successfully completed his first debut work. Director Wang was very satisfied with his performance. At the finale banquet, he kept calling for him to drink and drink, hugged him and shouted: "Xiao Zhang, you are the kindest... hiccup... good girl I've ever seen."

Zhang Zhuoyun: "???"

Later, Zhang Zhuoyun was also drunk, and when he was drunk, he lay down on the dinner table and giggled. Zhuo Zhuo felt relieved, for fear that the master would say something terrible when he was drunk.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." Zhang Zhuoyun sat on the back seat laughing and rolling on the back seat all the time on the way, not knowing what good things he thought of.

"Don't laugh, Your Majesty, the seat cushion is wet with saliva." Zhuo Zhuo picked up Zhang Zhuoyun, pulled him out of the back seat, and supported the weight of the two with difficulty.

"Presumptuous, why can't I laugh, I am happy today, take a look, this is the prosperous world under my rule." Zhang Zhuoyun pushed Zhuo Zhuo away, leaned on the car, and excitedly knocked on the back cover of the car .

"Yes, yes, you are super powerful." Zhuo Zhuo stabilized his body, and went up to get Zhang Zhuoyun who was about to slip and sit on the ground, "No matter how powerful you are, you have to go home and go to bed, right?"

"Go to bed, yes, go to bed, I will pass on Zhao Meiren to attend the bed today." Zhang Zhuoyun nodded and said loudly.

"There's nothing about Meiren Zhao and Meiren Li." Zhuo Zhuo had an unknown outburst of anger. He had sexually harassed me a few days ago, so why is there no such thing as Meiren Zhao today!Who is Beauty Zhao!I looked at those beauties in those history books, and I really couldn’t see them. Were all these emperors blind in ancient times? I’m not much prettier than those beauties!what!Why should I compare with those who have died for thousands of years!

He didn't know who he was angry with, so Zhuo Zhuo threw Zhang Zhuoyun, who smelled of alcohol, on the bed, and was about to leave without taking off his shoes. He was also exhausted today, so he had to go back and have a good rest.

"Stop." Zhang Zhuoyun jumped up from the bed and grabbed Zhuo Zhuo's arm, his eyes were clear.

"You're awake, go wash up when you're awake, I'm leaving first." Zhuo Zhuo shook his arm a few times but was still held tightly by Zhang Zhuoyun.

Zhang Zhuoyun pulled Zhuo Zhuo's hand hard, and leaned on Zhuo Zhuo's body with his strength, and his nose full of alcohol sprayed on Zhuo Zhuo's face, making him blush, beauty is justice .

The two of them stared at each other in this posture for a while, before Zhuo Zhuo forced his eyes away, "You you...what are you doing?"

"Although it's a bit ugly, but today it's just you...just you...to serve the bed." Zhang Zhuoyun spoke with a bit of a tongue.

What!Who are you calling ugly!I'm no more beautiful than that beautiful Zhao Meiren Zhang Meiren!Wait, why?Sleeper? !Zhuo Zhuo recalled the plot of the novel he accidentally downloaded before, and his ears were so hot that he almost burned.

Just when he was standing still, Zhang Zhuoyun lost his strength and slid back onto the bed.

"Your Majesty... this is not good." Zhuo Zhuo lowered his head, looking embarrassed, "Actually... I still have dignity."

"Huh...huh..." Accompanied by Zhang Zhuoyun's rhythmic cry, Zhuo Zhuo slammed the door angrily.

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