mandatory agreement

Zhou Xing asked for leave from the school, and he stayed at home alone for three days and three nights, eating and sleeping, emptying his mind and refusing to think.

On the fourth day, he opened the social software, hesitating whether to send a message to Wei Ze, but suddenly received a part-time job reminder - Mr. Lu, the last time he met, posted a part-time job message to recruit painters.

He clicked X, and soon received a system message - "Mr. Lu sent you a targeted employment invitation", he stopped clicking X, opened the person's chat window, entered a line of words and pressed Press the Enter key: "Sorry, I have been in a bad state recently, and I may not be suitable for this part-time job."

"You don't need to take a part-time job. I'm bored by myself. Would you like to have an afternoon tea together?"

Zhou Xing typed the words "Forget it" in the input box, but before he could send it, another sentence popped up on the dialogue interface.

"It's so lonely, come on, bask in the sun with me."

Lonely.

Zhou Xing deleted the words in the dialog box, re-entered them, and pressed the send button.

"Okay, you send me the address, no need to pay."

Lu Zheng posted a location and told Sarah: "He likes the dessert last time."

"According to my shallow data analysis, he doesn't have an appetite."

"Didn't he eat happily at home?"

"Eat it, throw it up, eat it again, I don't think he's having a good time eating it."

"Then change to some sweet soup that is easy to digest."

"Okay, sir."

Lu Zheng touched the bracelet and asked knowingly: "After Zhou Xing, you will hate me."

"Although you ruined his boyfriend, you specially prepared sweet soup for him, didn't you?"

"You can really talk."

"You are my main study object."

Lu Zheng sneered and said, "Prepare the car."

"Okay, sir."

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Zhou Xing followed the address and came to a villa area. He was stopped by the security guard at the door, so he could only send a message to Mr. Lu to explain the situation. Not long after sending the message, he received a reply. Mr. Lu said "wait a minute".

Zhou Xing waited for less than 3 minutes, when a car stopped beside him, his cell phone vibrated again, this time the message was "Get in the car, from the back door".

Zhou Xing hesitated for a moment, opened the door and quickly got into the car, and waited for the car to start moving again before he carefully looked at the man on the left - the man was wearing a tight mask, only showing a pair of eyes.

"You don't need to do this." Zhou Xing laughed all of a sudden, "In order not to let me see what you look like, do you have to work so hard?"

Lu Zheng blinked his eyes, his eyes were beautiful and energetic, with a hint of slyness, and said, "My skin is not very good recently, so I have been wearing a mask."

"Okay, where are we going, to your house?"

"Go to my private studio," Lu Zheng raised his hand and yawned, tears welling from the corners of his eyes, "You seem to have lost weight."

"Nonsense, you didn't see me last time."

"But you look haggard. Did something unhappy happen recently?"

Zhou Xing was about to say no, but when the words came to his lips, it turned into: "Let's talk later."

The car passed through the gate without any hindrance, moved forward along the main road, and finally stopped in front of a villa.

The car door opened automatically, Zhou Xing got out of the car first, then watched Mr. Lu move his body slowly to the door, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to help him.

Lu Zheng stared at the hand in front of the car. It was tender and young. He slowly raised his hand, clenched it tightly, and stood up with strength.

"Thank you."

"No thanks, are you sick?" Zhou Xing shook Mr. Lu's hand like he was holding a piece of ice.

"Chronic disease, not serious." Lu Zheng withdrew his hand naturally, "Can you open the door for me, the random password is today's date."

"Of course." Zhou Xing stepped forward to enter the password of the door lock, then took a step back to let Mr. Lu go in first.

Lu Zheng didn't refuse either, he stepped into this unpopular villa and said casually, "My name is Lu Zheng."

"Okay, Mr. Lu Zheng."

"You can call me brother."

"Brother Lu Zheng."

Lu Zheng smiled quietly, but he was wearing a mask and could not be found.

"Let me introduce someone to you."

"Ok?"

"Sarah—"

As soon as the words were finished, warm air suddenly blew in the villa, and half of the lights were turned on.

"I'm here, sir. Hello, Mr. Zhou, I'm Sarah, the artificial intelligence."

"...artificial intelligence? Is it so powerful? Hello Mr. Sara, I'm Zhou Xing."

"Thanks for the compliment, maybe you'd like a cup of tea?"

"Go get the stew from the kitchen." Lu Zheng started to unbutton his jacket, interrupting Sarah's words, "The weather outside is really bad."

He unbuttoned the last button and took off his coat with some difficulty, but it might be because the coat was too long and too close-fitting, and only a small piece of material slipped.

"Mind if I help you?" Zhou Xing couldn't help asking.

"I don't mind, I'm sorry."

Zhou Xing took a few steps forward, and he didn't realize that Lu Zheng was taller than him until he stood in front of Lu Zheng. He had to put his feet on his feet to hook Lu Zheng's collar with his hands—this gesture, no matter how you look at it, is unimaginable. A little awkward.

"Or forget it." Lu Zheng's attitude became cold in an instant.

"It will be ready soon," Zhou Xing gritted his teeth, and quickly "peeled off" more than half of Lu Zheng's clothes, "raise your hand."

"Well, good." Lu Zheng raised his hand cooperatively, and the coat was finally taken off, leaving only a white to transparent shirt on his body, the outline of the muscles inside and the dark color of the chest were clearly visible.

Zhou Xing glanced at it hastily, he held the coat and asked, "Where do you hang it?"

"Leave it to me, Mr. Zhou." A mechanical arm held a tray and approached Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing folded the coat a few times and put it in the tray. He wanted to ask Lu Zheng why he didn't let the artificial intelligence help, but he couldn't ask - he just helped take off the coat.

"Why did you turn your head away?" Lu Zheng asked teasingly.

"..." Zhou Xing didn't want to speak.

"Shy? Because you saw my good figure?"

"No."

"Do you usually do the top one? Or the bottom one?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Zhou Xing hesitated for a moment, but he still said, "I have a boyfriend."