The landlord fools me every day

There was silence for half a second.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhushi wiped away the tears on his face, jumped down and said, "I'm sorry."

He'll show his manliness!

He took a stride and came to Yang Zekui, looked at the dark and gloomy "Underworld" in front of him, waved his hands and said solemnly: "You don't have to be afraid, hide behind me... hey?! You, why did you leave early? Wait Wait for me, hello!"

It's okay, it's all fake.

Repeating this over and over again in his heart, Zhang Zhushi, who was pulling at the corner of Yang Zekui's clothes, could barely stand up and walk.

Meow, if I had known that the haunted house was so unfathomable, he wouldn't have come.

hateful!Obviously, I didn't feel so scared when I played the escape room with his brother before!

Could it be that his courage has degenerated? !

"Follow me." The two came to a corner with bloody handprints and many skulls. Yang Zekui, who was actually leading the way, sighed softly and said to Zhang Zhu beside him, "Don't be scared to pee your pants later." .”

After listening, Zhang Zhushi snapped back: "No way! You should be more careful!"

Yang Zekui smiled: "No."

This haunted house is ingeniously designed, there are several paths for players to choose from, and Yang Zekui, who was scared when he wanted to see Zhang Zhu, chose the most biased path when he came in.

He pressed the corner of his mouth into a smile, and while walking slowly, he raised his hand and quietly stretched it behind Zhang Zhushi, intending to give him a quick push after turning the corner.

When he peeked at the announcement before coming in, he remembered that a "ghost" hidden behind this section of the road would come out to scare people.

puff!

Yang Zekui couldn't help but bend his eyes even more just thinking about the way Zhang Zhushi would be scared to death after a while.

One step, two steps, three steps...

last step!

Yang Zekui stretched out his hand that was about to carry out the plan, but was caught by the other hand.

He frowned, and when he looked at Zhang Zhu, he curled his lips boredly: "Boring, I thought you didn't notice."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhushi looked puzzled, "What did you find?"

Yang Zekui clicked his tongue twice in his heart, pretending?

While laughing, he wanted to withdraw his hand: "I found out that I had planned to push you to see the 'ghost' when I turned the corner."

After finishing speaking, his hand was still firmly grasped.

The prank failed, but Yang Zekui, who was teased afterward, pursed his lips helplessly: "Can you let me go? I have already failed, and you still—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhushi, who was still in a daze, raised his two hands, and involuntarily slowed down and said nervously, "Both of my hands are here."

Hearing the sound, Yang Zekui's breathing slowed down, his body became stiff, and his throat felt a little itchy.

"Then..." Whose hand would it be?

This road, he came all the way, it seems that he hasn't found other tourists coming in yet, right?

Even if there were a few people who came in at the beginning, he deliberately pressed their feet and followed them away for a long distance.

He swallowed, rolled his eyeballs while moving his Adam's apple up and down slightly, and looked along the other arm of his grasped hand.

——"I rely on?! Ghost!!"

The ferocious and terrifying grimace suddenly enlarged in front of Yang Zekui's eyes made him panic and at a loss.

He took a few steps back again and again, and when he didn't pay attention, he almost bumped into the pile of hard skulls behind him.

Fortunately, before he hit the pile of things, he was pulled by Zhang Zhushi by his side.

Immediately, before he saw any terrifying and bloody faces, he felt a big warm hand covering his eyes.

When he was frowning nervously, he heard Zhang Zhushi whispering comfortingly in his ear: "It's okay, don't be afraid, those are all fake."

When he saw nothing more, Yang Zekui gradually regained his composure after listening to his words.

Listening to the more eerie and eerie background music here, his beating heart felt a little calmer.

But soon, the heart was beating fast again.

This time, it wasn't because of any sudden fright, but because Zhang Zhushi's warm breath hit his neck with the movement of getting close to him intentionally or unintentionally, and felt a little nervous for no reason.

After leaving the haunted house, Zhang Zhushi, who was panting heavily, was speechless and fell off the chain secretly, but he didn't know that Yang Zekui, who was beside him with red cheeks, was still beating hard for the few seconds just now.

After that, Zhang Zhushi, who was walking elsewhere, blackmailed Yang Zekui for two ice creams.

Looking at Zhang Zhushi, who was eating ice cream in turn, the corners of Zhang Zhushi's mouth were dirty, Yang Zekui, who was a bit obsessive-compulsive, couldn't see it, so he grabbed the napkin in his pocket and reached out to wipe it for him.

Zhang Zhushi, who was stunned by Yang Zekui's sudden action, made a "pop", and dropped one of the ice cream cones in his hand.

When he came back to his senses immediately, he was in pain, clutching his chest in pain for several seconds, his face full of exaggerated grief.

Similarly, Yang Zekui, who also came back to his senses because of the falling of the cone ball, shifted his gaze uncomfortably, and took a small step back to distance himself from Zhang Zhushi.

Strange, what was he doing just now?

Although it is true that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is not likely that he will wipe someone's mouth with a tissue when he sees someone on weekdays...

Tsk, let's not say that this action looks weird between two big boys, but what's even weirder is that he and Zhang Zhushi didn't feel weird just now, but did it quite naturally.

"Hiss—" He scratched the back of his head irritably, and didn't want to take care of the sadness of the cone ball that fell on the ground before him, and then excitedly started to eat the rest of the idiot Zhang Zhushi.

In a daze, Zhang Zhushi's back in his eyes and the back when he first saw him vaguely appeared for a second at the same time.

Strange, in just one year, has this guy grown so tall?

Yang Zekui tilted his head slightly, and couldn't remember when he realized that that guy was already a little taller than himself in his empty thoughts.

What flashed through his mind was Bai Xiaofei holding a photo of Zhu Shi before and lamenting how good that guy was.

After thinking about it, after Zhang Zhushi stopped and told him to follow quickly, Yang Zekui asked frankly, "How long have you known Bai Xiaofei?"

Zhang Zhushi took a bite of the ice cream, thought for a while and replied, "I met him when I was working part-time during the summer vacation. Calculated, it should be about the same time as you, and probably a period of time shorter than you."

Yang Zekui frowned: "Since Bai Xiaofei knows your brother and your family, why did you meet him so late?"

And what he meant was... When this guy saw Bai Xiaofei, he didn't even know that Bai Xiaofei knew his family?

With hindsight, he contradicted a question: Since Bai Xiaofei has a photo of Zhang Zhushi when he was a child, he must have met Zhang Zhushi when he was a child.In addition, he seems to be quite familiar with the Zhang family, so there is no reason why he hasn't met Zhang Zhushi in the past ten years.

"Tsk." Yang Zekui frowned, his expression was indescribable.

This guy, wouldn't he have been raised like this for more than ten years?

Or, was this guy picked up by the Zhang family?It happened that Bai Xiaofei was there the day he was picked up, so how many times did he see it?

But then the Zhang family thought this guy was too ugly or something else, and sent him back to fend for himself for a few years, which led to the fact that Bai Xiaofei hadn't been able to meet him in the past ten years?

After thinking about it, Yang Zekui was stunned. When Zhang Zhushi snapped his fingers, Yang Zekui's pupils still dilated unconsciously.

"I said, Young Master Yang, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Zhushi raised his eyebrows lazily, "Could it be that you have been moved by me after so many days of getting along, and you are slowly falling in love with me?" Fucked me, so you are struggling with how to confess to me?"

After finishing speaking, he cheerfully began to play on his delusional disorder, talking passionately and describing with joy.

"Actually, I'm not a person who cares about details and rituals." He raised his hand and stroked the bangs on his forehead, "I just want you to sprinkle roses on the beach on the island I bought for me alone, Then join hands with me in the open air by the sea—”

"moron!"

Before giving him a chance to finish speaking, Yang Zekui walked away, leaving only two concise words for Zhang Zhushi behind him.

Zhang Zhushi clicked his tongue and muttered in a low voice, "Cut, you're a brain that doesn't understand romance."

Oops, although he doesn't really like these things, but anyway, he has seen the scenes he described in some TV series.

As the old saying goes, it is always right to follow the trend of the masses.

Ahead, Yang Zekui frowned more and more.

Just because of those described scenes, how does he feel impressed?

It seems that during the time when he was working out how to get closer to Zhang Zhushi, did he meet him in any bloody romance drama he watched?

Forget it, it's useless to think about these boring things.

From the beginning to the end, there was only one thing that was most important to him——to bring down Yang Anping, that old fox his father.

For this reason, he thinks that it is not a big deal to tell a symbolic lie to Zhang Zhushi, who has already told him everything. After all, the ultimate goal of the two is the same. cheat.

While thinking about memories, he raised his eyebrows slightly when he glanced at Zhang Zhu who was slowly walking towards him behind him.

He was designed by his father to get close to him as the son of the Yang family, and his father had clearly told him the purpose, but he didn't.

Except for Yang Anping's intentional design to send him to Zhang Zhushi's side, the so-called things he told him were all hidden in his deformed family training for many years.

According to Yang Anping's code of conduct that the big fish eat the small fish, and the strong trample the weak, he wanted Yang Zekui to win over and win the shares of Zhang's Group, so as to push Yang to a higher position.

Therefore, it was all his nonsense that wanted to bring down Mrs. Zhang.

Yang Anping's ambitions are much greater than Zhang Yonghui's. He wants to eat Zhang's big piece of fat directly into his stomach, instead of pushing down a piece of meat with more or less poisonous spots like Zhang Yonghui did.

The goals he told Zhang Zhushi, no matter which one, were completely different from what he said.

But don't worry, he probably won't hurt him.

The moment he raised his lips and was about to call Zhang Zhu to come quickly, he heard someone passing by lower his voice and say, "Don't forget the family motto."

He suddenly turned his head to look, but only the crowd passing by came into his field of vision, and he couldn't find who was whispering in his ear just now.

While his breathing sank for a few minutes, he felt the phone in his pocket vibrate.

You don't need to think about it to know who sent the message.

Oh no, to be more precise, perhaps a warning.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Zhushi walked slowly to his side and turned around twice, "Why are you in a daze, next time we go to play on the carousel, how about it?"

Hanhan smiled, and Zhang Zhushi put his hand on the stiff-faced Yang Zekui's shoulder: "Hey, occasionally, we still need to satisfy the boyish heart in our hearts."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed Yang Zekui's head smoothly, and the soft hair became more fluffy, but it didn't look messy.

"Let's go~" He took Yang Zekui's hand and walked towards the entrance with a full face of excitement.