webnovelvip Chapter 23 The Little Liar
Chapter 23 The Little Liar
?? When Zhu Yu got into the car, the first thing to do was to see Zhou Jiarong's face.
?? No fatigue, seems to be well rested.
?? "What are you laughing at?" Zhou Jiarong asked.
??Zhu Yu: Did he laugh?
??Showing two rows of small white teeth, eyes are also bent: "I'm glad to see Uncle Zhou."
??The soul of migrant workers is most afraid of not being able to create value. Now the effect is remarkable, and the boss is still pleasing to the eye. What's wrong with being happy.
?? There was an uncontrollable laugh from the front seat, and soon he coughed earth-shatteringly like a cover-up.
?? Zhu Yu said hello: "Brother Yu."
??Brother?
?? Feeling a little dissatisfied, Zhou Jiarong thought, when did the kid get so familiar with Yu Sheng?
?? For a while, I felt that I didn't care about it, and I didn't care about these things.
?? Pass the ointment over: "Does your hand still hurt?"
??I wish Yu a good performance. He passed his left hand to Zhou Jiarong's eyes, and said stiffly, "It's okay, but I can't sleep."
?? It's not that he is squeamish, but the real culprit who came down with the ruler.
??Now the left hand is swollen to the extent that it is twice as thick as the right hand. It is shocking to see.
?? Zhou Jiarong: "..."
??He didn't feel wronged about this matter, but when he was stared at by the young man with a bit of aggressive eyes, and then looked at the pig's trotter in front of him, he felt regretful.
?? Regret it was useless, just said: "Promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, apply it twice a day, and apply it again before going to bed."
?? Unscrewed the palm-sized oblate porcelain box, as if remembering something, said again: "Wipe it yourself."
??Zhu Yu looked at Zhou Jiarong's hand holding the medicine, and quickly applied it to the palm of his left hand.
??Transparent paste, cool and refreshing when applied, smells faintly of green grass, and the swelling, pain and burning sensation in the palms have been reduced by half at once.
??nice one!
?? After wiping, he urged Zhou Jiarong to screw on the lid, and quickly put it in his pocket.
?? Zhou Jiarong: "Like it?"
??Zhu Yu patted his pocket and said "hmm".
?? Zhou Jiarong commented: "It should be just in case."
??Zhu Yu: "..."
??Looking at his left hand, he inexplicably felt that his right hand was not safe, so he got up quickly: "Goodbye, Uncle Zhou."
??The back of the neck was hooked, and the knuckles touched the skin on the neck. Although it was closed immediately, Zhu Yu was still shocked by the ice.
?? Zhu Yu shrank his head and turned around: "Uncle Zhou?"
??Is there anything else?
??The warm, hot touch of the fingers is still lingering, Zhou Jiarong's face is slightly more serious than before: "Yu Sheng."
??After coughing, Yu Sheng was as quiet as if he was holding his breath. He quickly handed over the thermos: "Master Zhu, our boss has specially brought you lunch."
?? It's weird to coax people after beating them.
??Looking at the talkative assistant with a cold gaze, Zhou Jiarong added: "Order whatever you want."
?? I ate some bread in the morning. I wish Yu Zheng was hungry.
?? It's not the first time to eat in front of the boss, and I don't ask Zhou Jiarong if he ate or not. It doesn't matter. Anyway, the boss eats less, and another meal is the most important thing.
??Zhou Jiarong looked at the chopsticks handed over, and took it.
??Yu Sheng saw it from the rearview mirror, his heart raised in his throat, and then he disappeared.
??The boss obviously never eats on the same plate as others, cleanliness, it’s all like this, not to mention the small plate in the thermos is so big, how can this be...
?? Maybe it's just a perfunctory increase in endurance. After all, there are some occasions where you have to eat, so you have to eat less.
?? And now, the young master of the Zhu family held up that injured hand, no matter how pitiful he looked.
?? And then, Yu Sheng saw his clean-crazed boss, who had raised his endurance, eat pork ribs with Zhu's young master, sweet and sour fish, mushrooms and rapeseed.
??Rice...there is no rice left.
?? In the blink of an eye, I suddenly remembered the last time the boss went upstairs after dinner with the young master of the Zhu family and asked him to buy medicine for strengthening the stomach and eliminating food.
?? No wonder.
??The young master of the Zhu family not only helps sleep, but also serves meals?
?? Yu Sheng began to search for nearby pharmacies.
??Zhu Yu wanted to collect the bowls and chopsticks, but Mr. Zhou stopped him.
??No hands, clean chopsticks nodded his wrist, Zhou Jiarong: "Be careful, I'll do it."
?? Zhu Yu gave up.
??Watching people pack their things, I couldn't stay idle. I touched the back of Zhou Jiarong's hand with my fingers, and retracted like lightning.
?? Not an illusion.
?? Just like the impeccable face, the boss's hands are slender and strong, and they are seductive, but they are cold and cold, just like his personality.
??People with low body temperature are generally in poor health.
??Because I haven't slept well for many years?
?? Zhu Yu is not a sentimental person, but Zhou Jiarong treats him well, so he can't help caring about him.
??Habits developed since childhood, you don't suffer from what you eat, and you don't owe favors to what you owe.
??Why don't you go back to take a nap at noon, just make do with it here for a while, and stay with the boss for a while.
?? Looking up, Zhu Yu met a pair of cold eyes like ice soul chalcedony.
?? Zhou Jiarong has always been indifferent, not as cold as an iceberg, but more like a wilderness with a bleak autumn wind. It is quite accurate to use the word "su" to describe it.
?? But indifference is indifference, but I have never used such eyes... scrutiny, alienation and other things.
??Zhu Yu felt chills down his back when he was watched: "Uncle Zhou?"
?? "No rules!" The touch on the back of the hand, if it was someone else, Zhou Jiarong would have been annoyed, but for Zhu Yu, helpless and frightened, what is this child thinking?
??I wanted to sleep with him last time, but now I touch him again for no reason.
??This is wrong!
??His eyebrows are cold, his brows are high, his nose bridge is straight, his lips are thin, and he has a very cool and stern look: "Who am I to you?"
?? Yu Sheng: "...?"
?? These words are very familiar. Last time he was too busy at work and forgot his girlfriend’s birthday. His girlfriend asked him the same way, pulling his tie and screaming fiercely, “Who am I to you?”
?? The consequences of this sentence is that he sleeps on the sofa for a week.
?? Send a proposition!
??Ah... It seems that something is wrong, this, this... This sentence, the boss said, is really wrong.
??Zhu Yu: "..."
??In the original book, it was mentioned that the boss of Zhou is as rich as the city and cruel, but he didn't say that he was moody.
??Maybe it's because of getting along with him recently, he's not nervous, but he just felt baffled, so he blinked his eyes: "Uncle Zhou... elder?"
??Actually, there is an eight-year age difference between the two of them, so it's not bad to be called an older brother.
?? He let out a deep breath, Zhou Jiarong: "It's good that you know, don't mess around with your elders, and next time... I'll prepare another box of that medicine for you."
??Zhu Yu: "... Got it."
?? It turned out to be about touching his hand. It wasn't about being moody.
??Fine.
??He explained: "No, you just touched my neck and it was cold, so I wanted to try again... My hands are also cold. You should wear more clothes when you go out and keep warm."
??Yu Sheng secretly agreed, that is, eat enough, wear warm clothes and go to bed on time. If the boss is like this, he can wake up laughing from his dreams.
??Zhou Jiarong was slightly stunned, where the back of his hand was touched just now, it seemed that something suddenly spread to his limbs.
??He misunderstood, and even used "you"...
??keep warm?
?? The corners of his lips stretched slightly, and Zhou Jiarong replied under the calm and calm eyes of the young man: "Got it."
?? And said: "My business is over, let's talk about your business."
??Zhu Yu puzzled: "What's the matter?"
?? "How did you hurt your leg?"
??Zhu Yu: "...!"
?? No way, the boss knew what happened to Zhu's family so quickly... It shouldn't be, according to Zhu Xiaoshen's good face, the family's ugliness will never be publicized.
?? Not to mention in such a short period of time.
?? There is no need to complain about such small things, let alone gain sympathy.
??Zhu Yu didn't deny it, because the boss used an affirmative sentence, he just tried to reply: "I was playing with my classmates, and I accidentally knocked... When I lifted my leg, I knocked on the corner of the chair."
??As an actor, it is a basic skill to be in the state anytime and anywhere. Zhu Yu even imagined the scene in his mind: "My deskmate also said to send me to the school infirmary. I thought it was okay, so I didn't go."
??Zhou Jiarong listened quietly, and waited for Zhu Yu to finish speaking before saying, "Going to the school infirmary?"
?? Didn't many people see it?
?? After hesitating for half a second, Zhu Yu nodded.
?? Zhou Jiarong: "Let me see."
??Zhu Yu rolled up his trouser legs.
??The place where I touched the blue yesterday has turned into purple, and the shape is irregular, which is somewhat similar to touching the corner of a chair.
??His skin is very white, and the wound is inevitably hideous. It is strange to see Zhou Jiarong's cold face. Obviously, his expression has not changed much, but Zhu Yu can sense that the boss is usually in a bad mood, and now he is not, smiling. Shaking the injured leg: "It's okay, it will be fine in two days."
??The next moment, Zhou Jiarong pressed his knee: "Don't be brave."
?? He was watching in the car just now, and he turned into a little lame when he walked faster, and he was fine.
?? The most serious injury here is the bone.
??Zhu Yu didn't move: "It's okay, I..." The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and heals up quickly.
??The second half of the sentence was caught in the big brother's eyes, which seemed to be filled with ice, and he shut up obediently.
??Zhou Jiarong took out the ointment from Zhu Yu's pocket just now to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It can also be used for this injury.
?? asked again: "Really hit?"
?? Not being bullied?
?? so sharp?
??Zhu Yu firmly shook his head: "No, just accidentally..."
?? And then, he froze.
??Zhou Jiarong took out his mobile phone, called Zhou Ming directly, and glanced at the teenager beside him: "The consequences of lying are equivalent to fighting."
??Zhu Yu: "..."
??Is it too late to run now?
??The phone was dialed, and Zhou Jiarong turned on the loudspeaker.
?? Zhou Ming's voice was very clear in the closed compartment: [Uncle? 】
?? With a little joy, a little different from the usual Zhou Ming.
??Zhu Yuxiang, Zhou Ming really admires Mr. Zhou as an uncle, but Mr. Zhou is rigorous and tender in his life. He is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
??Even if there is no bond between the two people about the plot, he is willing to make such a friend.
?? Zhou Jiarong: [Xiao Ming, I heard that someone in your grade fell and fell very hard. Are you okay? 】
?? Zhou Ming: [I'm fine!Fall, never heard of it...]
??Zhou Ming said some caring words later, but Zhu Yu didn't listen. Lying is tantamount to fighting.
?? Zhou Jiarong hung up the phone, looked at Zhu Yu: "Explain."
?? Zhu Yu struggled to death: "I didn't fall, I just bumped into it. Zhou Ming is not in the classroom, and he doesn't care about these things. I haven't heard that it's normal."
?? Zhou Jiarong: "Sophistry is worse than lying, huh?"
??Zhu Yu: "..."
??He turned his head, avoiding the other party's sharp gaze that seemed to be able to break through the mystery: "How do you know that I am lying? It is...too arbitrary."
??The tone of the second half of the sentence is much weaker, with a seemingly unconvinced dissatisfaction, as if being subdued.
??Little liar!
?? Zhou Jiarong laughed angrily: "Where did you hit the chair, can you hit a triangle?"