After being entangled by the overlord in women's clothing

Chapter 42 Only belongs to me and cannot be seen by others

Xu Yuan was so angry with Zheng Ting that she didn't want to get in the car to go to his house, but her own house was moved by the moving company. If she stayed, she would have to sleep on the floor at night.

In the end, he had no choice but to sit in Zheng Ting's car angrily.

"Let me tell you, I will only live in your house for a week at most, not more."

Xu Yuan got into the car, and while pulling the seat belt buckle on, she vowed to warn Zheng Ting.

"I'm just giving you a chance to make up for me, so don't think too much about it."

"Uh-huh."

Zheng Ting responded perfunctorily, not paying attention to what Xu Yuan said.

However, after only one day, Xu Yuan fell in love with the feeling of living in Zheng Ting's house.

That's life, that's the joy of spending money.

The villa of Zheng Ting's family is big and spacious. Every day, a dedicated housekeeper comes to clean the house. Clothes will be sent to a special dry cleaner. When going out, there will be a driver to pick him up. More importantly, Zheng Ting also hired a dedicated senior private chef for him. Come and prepare three meals a day for him.

That little brother was handsome and lovely, with wet deer eyes, when he laughed, Xu Yuan felt her heart was about to melt.

"Are you still used to it?"

That night, when Zheng Ting came back from work, he saw Xu Yuan sitting in the dining room blankly, staring at the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?"

Zheng Ting took off his suit jacket, thinking that Xu Yuan was hungry and waiting for dinner, but just as he was about to approach him and knock him on the head, he saw Xu Yuan drinking from his water glass in a daze.

"You're holding my cup."

Zheng Ting paused for a moment, unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his shirt, and sat down opposite Xu Yuan.

"what?"

Xu Yuan then withdrew her gaze from admiring the chef, and looked down at the cup in her hand.

Same style, but different colors.

"Is this yours?"

Xu Yuan raised the cup and looked at it. Just now, he was only focused on watching his little brother cook, and didn't pay attention to see the color of the cup.

"Ah."

Zheng Ting nodded, reached out and pushed the other cup on the table to Xu Yuan's face, "This is yours."

"Oh."

Xu Yuan put down the cup embarrassingly, and handed it back to Zheng Ting, "I didn't notice just now, but why do you have the same cup as me?"

"what……"

Zheng Ting took the cup and was about to lift it up, but when Xu Yuan asked him this question, he hesitated for a while.

"Ah, yes, the clerk insisted on giving it to me the last time I bought furniture with you."

Zheng Ting looked away guiltily, "I didn't want it at first, but she insisted that I accept it as a gift."

The man said it with a look of disgust, as if the person who secretly asked the clerk to pack the cups separately was a twin brother who had nothing to do with him.

While talking, Zheng Ting picked up the cup to drink water to cover up his embarrassment.

"Ah, that's what I drank!"

Xu Yuan quickly reached out her hand to stop it.

But the man didn't care about imprinting the rim of the cup that Xu Yuan touched, and drank the water in the cup in one go.

At the end, he put down the glass, looked at Xu Yuan calmly, and asked, "What happened to your drink?"

"I……"

Xu Yuan was taken aback by the rhetorical question, but she felt a little embarrassed, "Humph." She snorted angrily, turned her head, and continued to look at the little chef who was busy in the kitchen.

The man in front of him always digs holes for himself, so it's better to look at his little brother who can cook.

Seeing that Xu Yuan looked away in embarrassment, Zheng Ting smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and reached out to gently touch his lips.

It's not that I haven't kissed before, but I'm still shy and kissing indirectly, which is too cute.

Zheng Ting looked at Xu Yuan's puffy face from anger, and couldn't help poking her.

"What did you have for lunch today? Does the chef cook to your liking?"

"Don't touch me."

Xu Yuan brushed Zheng Ting's hand away angrily, but when the man mentioned the chef's little brother, she immediately looked at Zheng Ting with bright eyes.

Zheng Ting's eyes darkened, knowing that there must be something tricky in it.

Sure enough, Xu Yuan immediately praised the chef's little brother to the sky in front of Zheng Ting.

What cooks deliciously, looks good when you smile, is gentle and considerate, and the two chatted for a while in the afternoon.

The more Xu Yuan talked, the darker Zheng Ting's face became.

When Xu Yuan talked about her excitement, she turned her head to look at her little brother in the kitchen. The chef's younger brother felt the gaze, raised his head and smiled brightly at Xu Yuan.

what.

Xu Yuan felt that her whole body was healed.

"Look, he's such a good boy."

Xu Yuan propped her chin with both hands, and watched her younger brother cooking.

"Yes."

With a sullen face, Zheng Ting looked over coldly, "Such a good boy, it's time to give him some rewards."

At this time, the chef brother, who didn't know it, was lowering his head and cutting vegetables, and suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and a gust of wind wafted from somewhere.

Um?Why is it a bit cold?

That night, after Zheng Ting had dinner with Xu Yuan, he ordered the chef's younger brother to evict him early.

Although Xu Yuan was a little reluctant to part with her, but thinking of seeing each other tomorrow, she went with Zheng Ting.

Zheng Ting watched Xu Yuan go back to his room. After making sure that he would not come out again, he went to the balcony, took out his mobile phone and called Fang Yang.

"The chef you introduced is your cousin, it's pretty good."

Zheng Ting was in the shadows with a gloomy face.

Fang Yang listened to the unpleasant voice on the other end of the phone, but he was saying compliments, and he didn't know whether he should answer it or not.

"No, no."

Fang Yang replied cautiously, "He still has a lot to learn."

"I heard that he wants to go abroad to study cooking."

Zheng Ting snorted coldly, and said in a calm voice, "I'll help him go."

"Really?" Fang Yang was overjoyed, wondering what aspect of his cousin was appreciated by Mr. Zheng.

"Yes."

Zheng Ting said blankly, "Let's go tonight, I've already bought the air ticket for him."

"Tonight?" Fang Yang hesitated for a moment, not expecting such a hurry.

"Yes, tonight."

Zheng Ting hung up the phone and sighed secretly, he really couldn't relax his vigilance at all.

The next day, Xu Yuan got up early and walked to the kitchen sleepily, ready to greet the chef's brother with a bright smile, but when she opened her eyes, there was a kind aunt standing in front of her.

"Morning." Auntie greeted Xu Yuan with a smile.

"Morning, morning."

Xu Yuan responded blankly, unable to believe her eyes for a while.

Where is his brother?What about his spiritual oasis?

"Yesterday, where was yesterday's younger brother?"

Xu Yuan seemed to have a computer crash, she paused in her speech, unable to recover for a long time.

"He went abroad to study."

Wearing a nightgown, Zheng Ting walked past Xu Yuan expressionlessly, and brought a piece of sad news lightly.

"So suddenly?"

Xu Yuan turned sharply and looked at Zheng Ting.

"Yeah." Zheng Ting nodded without changing his expression, "Maybe he suddenly found his direction in life."

"Okay." Xu Yuan lowered her head and sat down at the table dejectedly. She could only comfort herself that it is good for others to find a direction in life.

But soon Xu Yuan discovered another bad news.

The man suddenly stopped going to work in the company after his aunt came, and spent all day at home with Xu Yuan.

Just spend it, after all, this is a man's home, but what troubles Xu Yuan is that the man always follows her without a trace.

Xu Yuan was nestled on the sofa watching TV, and the man came over and sat on the other side of the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

Xu Yuan went to the kitchen to heat milk, and the man went to get drinks from the refrigerator.

Later, even when Xu Yuan went to the bathroom to wash her face, the men had to huddle together to brush her teeth.

Xu Yuan felt that this was really strange. Isn't the man a workaholic?Why did you suddenly change sex?

During this period, Xu Yuan even wanted to call Fang Yang, asking if the company had gone bankrupt, and how could Zheng Ting be so idle at home.

Finally, one morning a week later, Yu Ze rang the doorbell of Zheng Ting's house in a hurry.

"Zheng Ting! Why don't you go to work for a week! Did something happen to you!"

Yu Ze rang the doorbell but no one opened the door, instead he patted on the door vigorously.

"Who?"

Xu Yuan lives on the first floor, just woke up, wearing pajamas, and went to open the door sleepily

"Zheng Ting! Are you sick!"

Yu Ze raised his hand just as he was about to take a picture, but the door suddenly opened, and the two of them were taken aback when they met each other.

"Xu Yuan, why are you here?"

"Yu Ze, it turned out to be you."

Seeing Xu Yuan wearing pajamas and just waking up, Yu Ze thought that his little boy had finally committed the crime of keeping people locked up at home, so he just wanted to shout.

"Zheng Ting, you..."

Suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from behind Xu Yuan, circled Xu Yuan and turned him back, and then Zheng Ting's figure appeared, and before Yu Ze had time to react, he stretched out his hand and covered it firmly. his eyes.

"Why are you wearing pajamas? Go and change!"

With a cold face, Zheng Ting looked down at Xu Yuan's fair skin exposed by her neckline.

Originally, Xu Yuan could only be seen by him alone.

"What do you wear at home without your pajamas?"

Xu Yuan contradicted unconvinced.

"It's not allowed to wear it now, go and change it!" Zheng Ting said calmly, unable to refuse.

"that……"

Yu Ze was covered by Zheng Ting, unable to see anything, and wanted to ask if he could go in first.

As soon as they opened their mouths, Xu Yuan and Zheng Ting were both angry and replied in unison, "Shut up."

Okay.

Yu Ze quietly closed his mouth.

The author has something to say: Yu Ze: If you quarrel, just quarrel, don’t hurt the innocent~