[Transmigration Book] What to do if you dress like a cannon fodder in a novel

Zhou Chong smiled and didn't refute. He concentrated on wiping the objects in his hand, and asked nonchalantly, "Are you friends with Zhou Ning? I remember that he doesn't like to go to other people's houses to play."

Are you sure he doesn't like it?

He didn't tell Zhou Chong that, after all, he was his uncle, "I met him yesterday, and I don't know that he doesn't like going to other people's homes."

Around seven or eight o'clock in the morning, when the sun was at its softest, a ray of cool wind, through the open window, blew the broken hair by Xie Yu's ear, and fluttered gently. In Zhou Chong's ear.

The two looked close to each other from a distance, Zhou Chong resisted the itching in his ears, and raised his eyelids to look at him, it happened that he also looked over at this time, and the air stopped for a moment.

The four eyes met, there was ambiguity in the room, the atmosphere was just right, Zhou Chong's eyes were soft, and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a slightly surprised word.

"Uncle, why are you so close to Xie Yu? You can't stand kissing!" Zhou Ning was kicked twice by his uncle. Although his uncle controlled the force, it was still hard enough.

Sitting on the ground, he couldn't make his uncle's heart soften, and he couldn't help but feel sad. Thinking of the scene after returning home, he suddenly felt grief and anger.

Who knew, as soon as he walked into the living room, his uncle looked at Xie Yu with a smile on his brows, and he got so close, and kissed him if he got closer, and then he said it out loud with a jerk of his brain.

Interrupted by Zhou Ning's voice, all the sparks of ambiguity dissipated, Xie Yu looked away, and coughed in a low voice in embarrassment, while Zhou Chong glared at Zhou Ning with a dark face, damn boy, ruin his good deed !

The atmosphere was very embarrassing. Zhou Ning realized that he had made a slip of the tongue and wanted to make up for it, but when he saw his uncle's face was as black as ink, he kept silent, picked up the towel silently, went to a place far away from them, and wiped his face. floor.

The more he rubbed, the sadder he became, he thought sadly, now that the game is over, he must be slaughtered by his uncle.

The two people over there were also embarrassed, and Zhou Chong was even more angry with his nephew for not looking at him. If he hadn't come in rashly and yelled that loudly again, he might have kissed him just now.

After being silent for a while, he stopped what he was doing, and considering Zhou Ning's existence, he whispered to Xie Yu, "Why didn't you call me yesterday."

He was thinking of picking up Xie Yu yesterday, but a thought surged in his heart, he was always the one who took the initiative, should it be Xie Yu who took the initiative for a while?

But he waited for a day but still didn't get it, no call or message.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chong said bitterly, "I've been waiting for your call yesterday, and you haven't called me once after I waited all day."

Hearing what he said, Xie Yu's face was very apologetic, he didn't dare to turn his head to look at Zhou Chong's face, for fear that Zhou Chong would see him at this moment, "I wanted to call you yesterday, but I didn't want to trouble you You go, after all, you are the president, you must have a lot of things to do."

As soon as the words came out, Zhou Chong stood up in a low voice, his face was flushed red, what Zhou Ning said just now, his face was only slightly red, and now it turned into a red apple.

He turned sideways so that Zhou Chong would not see him blushing, but he forgot one thing, as long as his face was blushing or when he was emotional, his ears would also be red.

Turning his body sideways, covering his face but crying out his red ears, Zhou Chong looked at Xie Yu's ears, knowing his lover's emotions well, he pursed his lips slightly, and deliberately blew on his ears.

His sensitive ears were blown, Xie Yu froze all over, he turned his head and gave Zhou Chong a hard look, but in the smiling eyes of the other party, he could see a trace of evil, "Boring! Hurry up and wipe!"

"Yes, sir." Zhou Chong replied with a smile.

Zhou Ning was far away, but he heard it clearly, even seeing his uncle's laughter, and his expression suddenly looked like a dog in the sun.

Holy crap, is this still his unsmiling uncle?You won't be taken over by aliens, right?

Actually showing affection? !

His uncle usually put on a dead face, and his grandfather arranged so many blind dates, but he didn't go on a single one.He also admires his uncle, who can turn a blind eye to what his grandpa said at home, and can block back what his grandpa said.

He, Zhou Ning, dared to guarantee that if anyone other than his uncle dared to contradict grandpa like this, grandpa would have hit him with a cane long ago. Anyway, he was not "served" by grandpa's crutch.

Due to his uncle's power, Zhou Ning shrunk his neck, but did not dare to make a sound, for fear that his uncle would be upset and vent his anger on him.

The blushing went away quickly, feeling that his face was no longer hot, Xie Yu turned around to look at Zhou Chong, Zhou Chongzheng was seriously cleaning the cup, saying that a serious man is the most handsome, this is true.

Zhou Chong's appearance is inherently tough, with regular facial features and clear contours, and his eyes are restrained double eyelids, with a kind of calm and self-prestige.The eyebrows are thick, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are slightly thicker than the thin lips, and they are very soft to kiss.

The skin color is not white, but a bronze color between white and black, very masculine.

He was fascinated by watching, Zhou Chong noticed his gaze, laughed in a low voice, with malicious intentions, "It's very beautiful."

He subconsciously said "um", and when he came back to his senses, he looked at Zhou Chong's smiling and teasing eyes, controlled his emotions, his face didn't turn red, but Ergen betrayed him.

"Your company's performance is very poor, you don't work and run around every day," he said, glaring at Zhou Chong.

"It's not very busy, let's talk about it," Zhou Chong whispered deliberately in his ear, "work is not as fun as you."

Xie Yu wanted to fight back, but before he opened his mouth, the phone rang, and the caller ID was Father Xie.

He pressed the answer button, and Father Xie on the other end was very panicked and stuttered, "Xie, Xie Yu, old man, old man is dead."

He was so panicked that he didn't even wear his usual disguise, and his voice was a little frightened, "You, come to the hospital quickly, let's discuss and see what to do."

"What should I do? Is there still a need to discuss this?" Xie Yu almost knelt down to Father Xie, so why discuss such a matter?

He thought again, that's not right, when he went to see the old man yesterday, although the old man looked very bad, he was in good spirits, so how could he just say no and leave.

"How did grandpa die?" He calmed down and asked Father Xie.

"Yeah, I just got sick. Last night when the old man fell asleep, the nurse left." Father Xie also calmed down, and his tone was not as panicked as before. "Around one o'clock in the morning, the nurse entered the ward and said that the old man was lying on On the ground, he went to touch it, but he was not breathing."

"Did you call the police?" Xie Yu asked.

"What are you calling the police for? Doctors have said that the death was caused by coronary heart disease." Father Xie shook his body, pretending to be calm, "Hurry up to the hospital and discuss the father's funeral and the division of the inheritance."

The author has something to say:

So cold QAQ