The landlord fools me every day

After being forced to be Yang Zekui's neighbor next door for a long time, Zhang Zhushi couldn't stay any longer, and ran over to ring the doorbell of Yang Zekui's house.

"What's the matter?" Yang Zekui asked after opening the door, frowning.

"I, I don't have anything to eat at home, so I want to come to you for a meal." Zhang Zhushi said sincerely.

Hearing this, Yang Zekui immediately closed the door: "Order takeaway!"

"Hey?!" Zhang Zhushi anxiously wanted to slam the door open, "Don't close it yet! I really have something to tell you!"

Yang Zekui held back his impatience: "Say!"

"I..." Zhang Zhushi had an idea, and said, "I don't feel well, maybe it's because of the injury on my body, so—" He raised his eyes and glanced at the person opposite.

I thought he would soften his heart, but Yang Zekui ignored him and ruthlessly offered a solution: "You have a personal doctor's number in your mobile phone."

With a "bang", the door was slammed shut in front of Zhang Zhushi.

Looking at the door, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Damn it!"

Afterwards, Zhang Zhushi, who knocked on the door several times in succession but ended in failure, simply stayed at the door of Yang Zekui's house.

Through surveillance, Yang Zekui, who silently watched the stubborn man outside the door for a long time, couldn't bear the heart of this guy blowing the wind alone outside.

After he opened the door, before he could say anything in the future, his eyes went dark.

"Damn?! What are you doing!" He hastily pushed the person who jumped over him, his brows were filled with displeasure, "If you keep messing around like this, you won't be afraid of hurting yourself, I'll send you home directly !"

Zhang Zhushi, who was lying on him, was pitiful: "Didn't you say that my family is very busy and there is no time to take me in?"

Yang Zekui hit him hard: "Don't pretend to be pitiful here! Can these two properties be the same!"

After a pause, he pushed the guy on his body again: "It's dead! Get out of here!"

"Oh." Zhang Zhushi complied obediently.

In the end, Yang Zekui still couldn't beat Zhang Zhushi's hard work and managed to keep him here for dinner.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhushi started tidying up before he did it: "Mr. Landlord, just sit down. I'll do the laundry."

Yang Zekui, who was watching him quietly in a chair, sneered, "Do you know why I don't call a nanny?"

After serious consideration, Zhang Zhushi shook his head: "I don't know."

Yang Zekui shrugged: "I don't know either."

Zhang Zhushi: "...so is there any relationship between the two?"

"It doesn't matter." Yang Zekui nodded to the kitchen, "But I think you are qualified for this position."

Zhang Zhushi was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then nodded firmly: "Okay, Mr. Landlord! I promise to complete the task!"

"Yeah." Yang Zekui waved his hand, "Go back to the house next door after washing the dishes, and just pack up after dinner."

Zhang Zhushi was ashamed.

Why is this different from what he expected?

Zhang Zhushi, who had no words to wash the dishes obediently, remained silent and focused on the work in hand.

Even when footsteps sounded, he didn't even realize it.

Yang Zekui hugged him from behind and leaned on him: "Don't move, let me hug you."

Zhang Zhushi was obedient and did not move.

After a while, he tentatively squeezed the hand on his waist: "Yang Kui?"

"Hmm." Yang Zekui buried his head on his back and took a deep breath, "It's been a long time since you called me that."

Zhang Zhushi was funny: "If you like me to call you that, I can always call you that in the future."

Yang Zekui shook his head: "That's different."

Well, he doesn't quite understand these little boys these days.

Uh... Although exceptions like Yang Zekui may not be considered boys anymore.

"Aren't you happy?" he asked.

Yang Zekui paused, then shook his head: "No, I'm quite happy."

After remaining so quiet for a while, Yang Zekui let go of him.

Before going out, he patted Zhang Zhushi on the shoulder: "Come on, wash the dishes well."

Zhang Zhushi raised his eyebrows strangely: "You came here specially to tell me this?"

"Can't I tell you this without coming here?" Yang Zekui asked illogically.

Well, Zhang Zhushi was left speechless by his question.

In the next few days, Zhang Zhushi first came for dinner, then he refused to leave with a stern face, and then he stayed at Yang Zekui's house as before, never leaving him.

"Hey, even if you have a straight face, I can still tell that you like me very much~"

Yang Zekui, who had just taken a shower and was sitting on the sofa wiping his hair, looked at him: "Can you shake your feet a bit? Do you still look like a young master?"

"Hey," Zhang Zhushi didn't care at all, and lay down next to him, "My parents and my brother don't care about me, what do you care about me?"

"Okay." Yang Zekui's voice turned cold, he got up and sat on another sofa, "I have no right to control you."

"Ah, me, I didn't mean that!" Zhang Zhushi sat up from the sofa, "I didn't say you were not qualified to control me! You are super qualified to control me! You are the most qualified person in the world to control me !"

Yang Zekui looked at him, raised his lips in disdain: "Farewell, I can't bear this 'most'."

"No, no! You can afford it! You can afford it the most!" While explaining, Zhang Zhu admitted his mistake while obediently kneeling on the sofa, "I was wrong. Don't be angry."

Yang Zekui, who had been called by his wife for so many days, didn't bother to correct him anymore. Anyway, he also knew that Zhang Zhushi would not change.

"I'm not angry." After speaking, he didn't even brush his hair, and went back to the room directly.

"Hey?! Wife?! Wife, wait for me!" Zhang Zhushi chased after him barefoot, and grabbed him in a panic, "I really know I was wrong, so don't be angry."

"I am not angry."

"You have! You are angry! You can't lie to your eyes!"

"I am not angry!"

"You have! I said you have it! I can see that you are angry! You can fool yourself but not me!"

"I'm not mad!"

"Yes! You will be angry!"

"I do not!"

"Have!"

"..."

After several rounds, Yang Zekui, who was really angry, closed the door and drove Zhang Zhushi out of the door: "Go back!"

This time, it was useless for Ren Zhang Zhushi to cry outside or act coquettishly begging for mercy. Yang Zekui didn't even open the door for him once.

The next day, Zhang Zhushi, who was waiting at Yang Zekui's house early, was always vigilant, leaning against the door and listening carefully every time the bell rang.

"Is there any movement?" He touched his chin and thought seriously, "Have you not gotten up yet?"

Press again, press again, press again—

"Have you fucking had enough?!" Yang Zekui yelled from the balcony on the second floor.

Zhang Zhushi heard the sound and looked over, and smiled dryly: "Hey, enough is enough, I'm afraid you won't wake up."

Yang Zekui didn't bother to talk to him: "The door lock has recorded your fingerprints!"

After saying these words, he curled his lips and turned back to the room.

"Oh~" Zhang Zhu realized later, "It seems that he took my fingerprints a long time ago."

After entering the door, he quickly glanced around: "Wine bottle? Did this guy drink yesterday?"

After tidying up briefly, he took the prepared breakfast to Yang Zekui's room.

"Did you drink yesterday?" Zhang Zhushi asked as soon as he put down the tray.

"Hmm." Yang Zekui buried his head in the quilt, his voice sounded a bit muffled.

"Are you that angry?"

"No."

"Then why did you drink last night?"

"……No."

After a moment of stalemate, Zhang Zhushi got up and put the newly developed photos in his pocket on Yang Zekui's bedside table: "Neng, I developed the new group photos in the amusement park for you."

Yang Zekui didn't speak.

Zhang Zhushi touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.At first, he thought that if he went to develop the photos overnight and came back to him, he would be slightly moved and forgive himself.

Tsk tsk, it seems that I am thinking too much.

He scratched his head, and then looked at Yang Zekui who had buried his head between the quilts and refused to come out, a little worried that he might be hot.

He opened the window to let in air, and then put the clothes that Yang Zekui piled on the bed before going to bed to the chair next to him, and then told him: "Breakfast is right next to you, remember to eat early, I'm leaving first."

The moment Zhang Zhushi was about to step out of the room, Yang Zekui stopped Zhang Zhushi: "Wait."

"What's wrong?" He turned around.

I saw that Yang Zekui sat up slowly, his eyes were slightly black and blue: "Move here, I will support you."

Zhang Zhushi was stunned: "You, what did you say?!" Raise him? !

Depend on? !This is finally—the emperor pays off? !

Before the joy rushed to the top of his head, Zhang Zhushi worried because he thought of the wine bottle in the living room and asked: "Did you stay up all night last night?"

"Yeah." Yang Zekui admitted quickly.

He pulled off the quilt, pulled his slippers into the toilet and washed his face, then came out and complained to him expressionlessly: "You're really good at coaxing people."

"I..." Zhang Zhushi was speechless.

What Yang Zekui said is right, he is indeed very good at coaxing people.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Zhu, who was about to apologize directly and see if he could get the scriptures, was distracted by the lit phone screen on Yang Zekui's bed.

No?

What is pushed here is...

"Handsome guy's abs?" After yin and yang read out the short five words one by one, Zhang Zhushi raised his eyebrows at Yang Zekui, whose face changed slightly and wanted to grab the phone, "Mr. Landlord. Oh no. , my dear boyfriend, after you got drunk last night, have you been looking at the abs of other boys?"

"I didn't!" Yang Zekui pinched the hem of his clothes tightly, "It was all pushed randomly by the software!"

"Really?" Zhang Zhushi unlocked it proficiently, clicked into the software, and then asked Yang Zekui's pile of red hearts that he liked last night, "Are you sure?"

Yang Zekui pursed his lips: "That, that's all because I was drunk!"

"But I caught you peeking at other boys' abs when you were awake before."

"But you weren't my boyfriend back then!"

"Oh? What do you mean by that, did you admit that you were looking at other boys' abs last night?"

"……I do not have."

Yang Zekui, who was gradually losing confidence, swallowed, and planned to flee the scene quickly: "I'm going to have breakfast!"

"Come back! I brought you breakfast! Eat here!"

"No! I can't eat without sitting at the table!"

"……Row."

After a while, Yang Zekui, who was sitting face to face with Zhang Zhushi, felt uncomfortable: "Don't stare at me like that, or I won't be able to eat."

Zhang Zhushi chuckled, "You are really itchy, right? Give it to me!"

Yang Zekui felt aggrieved, why did he feel that after Zhang Zhushi recovered his memory, his brother and brother identities seemed to have changed.

Oh, I shouldn't have said that, it should have been converted back.

For the first time, he felt that it would be nice to stand up and be Zhang Zhushi's elder brother.Of course, it is another meaning of the brother.

During some kind of exercise, Zhang Zhushi exerted great force: "Call me brother!"

Tears flickered in Yang Zekui's eyes: "Brother..."

"Go on! Call me brother!"

"Brother... woo woo, take it easy, please..."

"Then tell me! Why are you angry! Why are you so depressed these days!"

"Because... because you don't even read the news, the reporters have already posted the picture of me kissing you in the amusement park on the Internet..."

"Just because of this? What are you angry about?"

Yang Zekui covered his face: "I...I'm sorry..."

"Oh." During the answer, Zhang Zhushi softened his movements a lot, "After that, I will show you how familiar the scene is, and you will get used to it after experiencing it a few times."

Yang Zekui was surprised: "Ah?! Uh...you..."

Suddenly, Zhang Zhushi rolled to the floor early in the morning, waking him from his dream.

In a daze, he slapped his thigh fiercely and howled, "Damn it!"

"It's so annoying!" Yang Zekui on the bed grabbed the pillow at hand and threw it at him, "Get out and cook!"

"Huh?" He clutched the back of his head in a daze, "Dreams come true?" Did everything that happened yesterday really happen?Is it true that Yang Zekui said he wants to raise him? !

Great!

After a long time, Zhang Zhushi, who successfully took over the company and released Zhang Hezhi, a free man, to travel, became more and more proficient in business and coaxing his wife.

As for Yang Zekui, after several times of Zhang Zhushi's cheeky leadership in public, he is now holding hands with Zhang Zhushi under the table during the meeting, and his face is not blushing and his heart is not beating.

Zhang Zhushi, who got off work as usual, hugged Yang Zekui, took him to the garage and acted like a baby: "Honey, let me drive the car today, you have worked so hard all day~"

Yang Zekui, who knew he couldn't beat him, nodded in agreement: "Okay, whatever you say is what you say."

Half a month later, the court came to trial, and Yang Anping would spend the rest of his life in prison.

After hearing the news, Yang Zekui hugged Zhang Zhushi tightly: "Sometimes it feels like the world is so complicated."

Zhang Zhushi smiled warmly, hugged Yang Zekui back, and kissed his ear: "The world is complicated, just be yourself."

Yang Zekui's face and the corners of his eyes were slightly red: "Okay."

Then, Zhang Zhushi, who was pouting and about to ask for a kiss, was suddenly interrupted by a meow.

"Meow~"

Yang Zekui pushed him with a smile: "Furball is hungry, go and pour some cat food for it."

On the face, Zhang Zhushi smiled like a spring breeze, and agreed faster than anyone else: "Okay~ my wife~"

At the bottom of his heart, he was thinking darkly: I have to find a chance to take this cat that got in the way to be neutered!

In the room, Yang Zekui looked at Zhang Zhu, who was obediently pouring cat food for the fur ball, in a daze.

The picture he had imagined countless times in the past seven years has finally become a reality.

very nice.