The First Emperor Said He Likes Me

chapter eight

Wen Yu had planned to say that he would not return to the villa today, but he did not expect that Zhao Zheng would come to pick him up personally. This would stand in front of Zhao Zheng, and he was a little careful, as if he was a child who was unreasonable.

"Uncle Zhao." Wen Yu looked at the tiptoe with his head down.

Zhao Zheng saw that the curls on Wen Yu's head were hanging down, and he could not help reaching out and rubbing it down. Then he said, "Get in the car."

Wen Yu heard the usual command tone, some frizz, and raised his head with his head down. He felt a little nervous in Zhao Zheng's indifferent eyes, and then he felt like he was doing so.

"If you go on your own, you still need me to hug you in the car." Zhao Zheng gave him a choice this time.

When Wen Yu heard that the latter thought that Zhao Zheng helped him wipe his body last night, his face could not help secretly heating up, and he wanted to refute it, but he knew that Zhao Zheng would be able to say it, and he would not let him be humbled by a big man.

So he said to Gao Yang: "Then I will go first."

"Yes, be careful yourself ..." Gao Yang glanced at the tall man next to his eyes, and then turned back immediately, and ran away with his schoolbag on his legs, and he ran away. Wenzi and his uncle were also terrible. Right!

Wen Yu saw that Gao Yang could not see a figure in a blink of an eye. He rubbed in place for two seconds. Suddenly, Zhao Zheng came to him, startled, and said nervously, "Don't hug me, I get in the car myself." He got into the car with his injured foot.

When he arrived in the car, he secretly gasped, wrinkled his face, and just hit his ankle.

Zhao Zheng's cold eyes moved to Wen Yu's injured foot, and Leng Bingbing's face eased slightly, and he said with a lip: "So I'm afraid I hug you? Huh?"

The voice was low and deep, and finally the um ending picked up, obviously the voice was indifferent, but listening to Wen Yu's ears was to tease him, he looked back suspiciously, seeing Uncle Zhao's expression was frank, and he couldn't hold it for a while He still pinched his weakness.

Nothing along the way, and soon arrived at the villa, the butler took Zhao Zheng's coat, respectfully said: "Sir."

Zhao Zheng nodded and walked a few steps to ask: "Have you done what you did?"

"Okay, the game room is next to the master's room."

Wen Yu was shocked when he heard the content of the conversation. He felt his head lightly patted. He raised his head to meet his cold eyes and heard Zhao Zheng's unique cold voice: "You won't be in the future It ’s boring, let ’s go and see. ”

He mentioned it last night, and he didn't expect Uncle Zhao to arrange a game room for him. At this time, Wen Yu was excited and moved. He looked at Zhao Zheng's back. This person's back was still as tall and cold as before, and the tone of speech was still so arbitrary, but at this moment it would not make people feel disrespected.

Wen Yu was slightly sour in his heart, and he saw Zhao Zheng, who had taken two steps in front of him, return, and put a strong arm around his waist and asked, "Does your foot hurt?"

"No pain." Wen Yu pressed his throat sourly, and said with a smile a little white tooth, "I am very happy."

"A little toy is happy to be like this. It's really--" Zhao Zheng slapped his head down, his tone a bit ridiculous, "Today I still want to get angry with me."

Sorry appeared on Wen Yu's face, "You know?"

Zhao Zheng wants all your words to appear on his face, it's really a child's temperament.

Because it was a guest, Wen Yu stayed here for a few nights and was limited to the living room and his bedroom. He closed the door of the other room and he did not open it. This will open the door next door, the whole layout is smaller than his room, a few game consoles are neatly arranged, and there are lounge sofas, the ground is thick velvet carpet, Wen Yu glance at the computer area.

Various game handles are neatly arranged, three display screens, and the keyboard is a mechanical gaming keyboard.

"Uncle Zhao, let's play a game." Wen Yu sat on the chair and turned on the computer, holding Zhao Zheng's hand, "Uncle, what would you play?"

Zhao Zheng sat in the chair beside him, "I don't usually play games."

"Then let's play the game first, I will teach you." Wen Yu thought about starting the miner to dig the gold version. He smiled like the little squirrel. When he thought of the indifferent Uncle Zhao playing gold digging, he felt very graphic.

"Laughing like this, what game." Zhao Zheng looked over.

Wen Yu even connected the game handle and excitedly told Zhao Zheng about the rules of the game. Zhao Zheng raised an eyebrow. "Do you like such a childish game?"

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It ’s obvious that you do n’t know how to play.

Seeing Wen Yu bulge his face, Zhao Zheng let out a low laugh, "Fuck you, come."

"I'll let you know how powerful it is." Wen Yu quickly squinted when she finished speaking cruelly, and said seriously, "It's started."

Zhao Zheng smiled, really cat-like courage.

Although the game is simple, it is fascinating to play. If the housekeeper knocks on the door to remind dinner time, the two will continue.

"I didn't expect that these things would really pass the time." Zhao Zheng looked out of the dark window.

The butler smiled and agreed: "I haven't seen my husband so happy for a long time."

"I'm hungry." Wen Yu didn't expect him to play gold mining for so long, it was incredible.

The dinner preparation was generous, and the sour duck soup was particularly good. It was not fat at all. Drinking a bowl of warm body, the appetite was wide open.

Wen Yu was eating vegetables, but his eyes looked at Zhao Zheng opposite.

Zhao Zheng didn't look up and asked, "What do you see?"

"Uncle Zhao, you're still picky eaters!" Wen Yu's tone seemed to have discovered a new continent, grinning with chopsticks and green vegetables, "Are you not afraid of this, Uncle Zhao?"

"Here is the best way." Zhao Zheng said, and the chopsticks that went to the ribs came down to the plate of green vegetables, and took a bite. Without changing his face, he said, "I am not afraid of me now, kid?"

Wen Yu was a little embarrassed when he was eating. He said, "In the beginning, I was a little scared. You are different from ordinary people. I can't say anything about it, but I feel very majestic. Now I know that you really care I ’m not afraid of you. "

"It's smart, too." Zhao Zheng nodded.

After dinner and taking a break, Wen Yu wanted to go upstairs to play games. Zhao Zheng was forced to put on his jacket and put his arms around Wen Yu's waist, saying: "Walk around."

Wen Yu lamented and said, "My foot hurts."

"Rely on me and go out." Zhao Zheng said.

Wen Yu leaned on Zhao Zheng politely, and most of his strength was put on Zhao Zheng, which was regarded as a silent trick. Zhao Zheng squeezed Xia Yu's waist, Wen Yu was scratched, and he grinned, and the two walked slowly, blowing cold wind. Wen Yu felt much more energetic, indeed better than staying at home.

"Uncle Zhao, what are you doing?" Wen Yu found that he still knows very little about this uncle Zhao. In fact, he is more curious about Uncle Zhao's family relationship. Uncle Zhao said that he has a son before, but he is gone. , He didn't ask about this.

Zhao Zheng said politely: "You are not curious about my career, what exactly do you want to ask?"

"I'm not curious about it," Wen Yu said after seeing Zhao Zheng not asking, and couldn't help saying, "What kind of person is auntie? I haven't seen it."

"Auntie?" Zhao Zheng stunned and quickly laughed, saying, "There is no auntie."

So Wen Yu began to make up for Uncle Zhao's emotional history. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't make up for it, so he couldn't help looking at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng looked at the front and asked, "Look what do I do?"

"I can't think of what you like about a person." Wen Yu said.

Zhao Zheng's eyes moved to Wen Yu's face, Wen Yu was stared at embarrassedly, so he heard Zhao Zheng said: "I don't know, I never liked anyone." Before Zheng Wen spoke, Zhao Zheng decisively said: "Okay, you can go back later."

The topic ends here.

Returning to the living room, the housekeeper served hot tea and desserts, not Western-style, traditional Chinese pastries, one by one made of various small animal shapes, small and exquisite, different colors, Wen Yu looked surprised, said: "This is too exaggerated Now. "

"Master, please try it." The butler said with a smile.

Wen Yu pierced the shape of a little rabbit, the mouth Q flicked without sticking his teeth, the taste of the rose was light, and he could not help squinting, but also pierced the shape of a kitten. This was just sweet-scented osmanthus with red beans.

"Uncle Zhao, these are not very sweet and delicious." Wen Yu gave Zhao Zheng Anli a pill-shaped, "I don't know what this mouth is."

The housekeeper wanted to answer, Zhao Zheng first said: "You will know if you try it."

A plate of dessert just feels appetite after watching Wen Yu eat it. In the end, Zhao Zheng, who always dislikes sweets, also ate two light tastes. He exaggerated, "Not bad."

The housekeeper laughed all the folds on the happy face beside him.

Unconsciously, it was ten o'clock. Wen Yu stretched his lazy waist and was a little sleepy. Zhao Zheng next to him closed the book, "Go to sleep." He said again: "Want to take a shower tonight?"

Wen Yu, who was just confused, woke up instantly, and quickly shook his head, "No, no more." Thinking about going back and closing the door, I wiped secretly.

"Don't fall," Zhao Zheng said.

Wen Yu knew that he was seen again, what exactly did Uncle Zhao's eyes do, so sharp.

This time Wenyu had experience, both doors were closed, and a stool was moved to the bathroom. Everything was ready. After taking off the light, she happily wiped off. After lying in the bed, she lay in bed.

Uncle Zhao, who was supposed to stay upstairs, was in the room where he could not see, including the moment when he closed the door, moved the stool, and wiped his body. They are now in his eyes. Now that he is asleep, Uncle Zhao, who is hidden in the air, has left. .

Arriving at the school the next day, Gao Yang met Wen Yu and asked curiously, "That was the uncle you said yesterday? At first glance, it was a man who did a big job. It's too powerful. I dare not mess with it."

"You little bully still knows to be afraid of people?" Wen Yu quipped.

Gao Yang has an experienced face, picking Wen Yu's shoulder and saying, "My dad is going to beat me like that. It's terrible, but your uncle is more terrible than my dad looked."

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Wen Yu lifted his arms high and said, "Uncle Zhao just looked terrible. In fact, people are very nice. I knew I was bored and prepared a game room ...

"Game room ?! Your uncle is so trenchant, right?" Gao Yang exclaimed enviously.

"I'll go back and ask Uncle Zhao, if you can, please play in the past." Wen Yu said.

If he hadn't been able to open the mouth before, but after last night, he is now more courageous than before.

The author has something to say:

Bold and curly hair will be more pampered.

And I ate a lot of fried chicken today [_ (: з ゝ ∠) _

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