The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

Xie Yubo forced Shang Yange to curse three times. The first sentence was shocking and joyful, the second sentence was confirmation, and the third sentence calmed down.

Not a word of insulting a tyrant will be wasted.

Shang Yange brought Xie Yubo home, and his cousin had already ordered a sumptuous dinner.

He learned from the housekeeper that Xie Yubo lived in his cousin's house, and after being shocked by envy for a while, his expression was completely calm.

In order to abduct other people's younger brothers and fabricate his brother-controlling persona for himself, his brother took great pains. Naturally, he didn't treat Xie Yubo as an ordinary younger brother. Otherwise, wouldn't it be enough to have him as a younger brother?

Shang Yanyu prepared the bowls and chopsticks diligently, and seated his brother and future sister-in-law next to each other.

As long as he is caring enough, his brother will not drive him away.

Shang Yanyu is not afraid that he will disturb the world of the two cousins. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shang Yange still has a long way to go before he can successfully hold hands, and he may have to use him as a shield.

Xie Yubo pushed open the door and walked in. Before he got close to any obstacle, Shang Yange caught up with him from behind, took his hand, led him to the bathroom, and personally applied hand sanitizer to wash his hands.

Xie Yubo felt a little uncomfortable as his hands were wrapped in a white towel and dried.

He was not blind in his previous life. Although the tyrant was kind to him, he didn't need to help him with everything, but taught him poetry and etiquette to behave in the world.

Once he learned that Shang Yange was the reincarnation of a tyrant, he was not used to it as a courtier.

Moreover, Shang Yange was so kind to him, and he didn't remember the past, Xie Yubo was not easy to get angry, and his teacher came from nowhere, which seemed unreasonable.

The teacher of this country can't rely too much on the tyrant, his face should be a bit darker, and his eyes should be a little colder, don't look at the tyrant who is always obedient now, in the future he will turn his face when he says he will.

The so-called country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Although the tyrant's country is gone, the nature is inherent.

He withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, "Enough."

Xie Yubo consciously groped to the dining table coldly, sniffed his nose, frowned and said, "Brother, how much rock sugar did you add to your elbows?"

Shang Yanyu has just graduated from university, and he accepts being called his younger brother by high school students. He can't even imagine Xie Yubo calling him another name, as if he should be called that.

"I just put a few extra pieces." Shang Yanyu gestured, and each piece was only as big as an eraser.

Xie Yubo: "I still like sweet things so much."

Shang Yange opened the chair and sat down, with an expression as if a shrewd husband saw suspicious short hair on his young wife: "Again? Still? You know each other very well? How do you know there is an elbow on the table?"

These few questions are too real, Xie Yubo turned his mind quickly and said, "I figured it out."

Shang Yange pinched his face: "You don't feel uncomfortable for a moment, do you? Remember to write the report."

Xie Yubo was wronged too much, the heavens can learn from him, he learned everything about Shang Yanyu from getting along with the little prince in his previous life.

Obviously, he didn't count even a single hexagram, and the ten reports that were pardoned during the day were made up in a different way at night.

Xie Yubo angrily moved her butt to the side by ten centimeters, so as not to be next to the unreasonable tyrant.

Shang Yange grabbed Xie Yubo back, "I'll bring you food."

Shang Yanyu's dishes, each with more or less sugar, have a very personal taste.

Xie Yubo said: "Brother, please help me get a piece of rock sugar elbow and lychee meat for Brother Shang."

These two kinds of sweetness are among the best on the table.

"Okay." Shang Yanyu obliged to take the serving chopsticks, and gave Shang Yange two of the biggest ones.

There were two extra pieces of meat in Shang Yange's bowl, although Xie Yubo entrusted them to add vegetables, in the eyes of Mr. Shang, they looked like delicacies on a jade plate.

He took a bite emotionally, ground his back molars, and lowered his head to take three big mouthfuls of rice.

He suspected that there was no salt in the dish, only sugar.

Xie Yubo asked him, "Is it delicious? I smell lychee meat, so I made it for you."

Shang Yan said calmly: "It's okay, let's have dinner."

He regretted giving Shang Yanyu the right to order food.

Shang Yanyu had a mouthful of rice and a mouthful of lychee meat: "It's not a family. If I don't enter a family, I feel like eating."

Shang Yange said indifferently, "I didn't even know you were so addicted to sweets."

Shang Yanyu pretended to be sad: "Even Yubo knows about it, thanks to you you are my brother."

Xie Yubo saw that Shang Yange's bowl quickly bottomed out, and then filled another bowl of sticky white rice, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

In her previous life, the tyrant never ate at the same table with the young prince. Xie Yubo also suspected that the brothers were at odds with each other for a while, but later found out that the two brothers simply couldn't eat together.

The tyrant hates adding sugar to cooking, and the little prince must eat sweet and sour meat.

Xie Yubo saw that Shang Yan Ge even picked up three bowls of rice before barely finishing two pieces of meat, and smiled unkindly.

Ask you to let me write a report.

He picks up a piece of sweet-and-sour fish that has been picked. It is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and sour, just like his current mood.

The tastes of Shang Yange and Shang Yanyu have not changed, which further proves that he did not admit the wrong person.

He has found the tyrant.

After dinner, Shang Yanyu lay lazily on the sofa, Xie Yubo sat next to him and listened to the sound, the two of them watched TV together, and Mr. Shang was working on the computer, so he could tell at a glance who was the pillar of the family.

Xie Yubo had seen Shang Xu's fate before, and the four words "a late bloomer" are the most suitable words to describe him. At that time, he had just arrived in the capital with the tyrant, like a puppy blindly protecting the lord, trying to help the tyrant clear all obstacles with his eyes.

When he saw Shang Xu's fate, he was really worried for a while, and it was not until later that he slowly accepted the setting that Shang Xu especially worshiped his brother.

A late bloomer, perhaps Shang Xu has made great achievements in other fields.

Xie Yubo asked concerned: "What major is my brother's university?"

Shang Yanyu: "Hotel management." Now managing his family's hotel chain, the way to be lazy is to take turns staying in each hotel and send problems to his brother.

Shang Yanyu secretly taught the secret, "Don't look at my brother's indifference, I said it was true that he helped me with my homework, just send the problem to his mailbox... The matter is solved. Do you want to write something? Report and let my brother help you."

Xie Yubo: "We are different."

He glanced at Shang Yanyu, who was watching TV, and Shang Yange, who was reading the report, and grabbed his younger brother's ear. It was obvious that he was lazy because he was a late bloomer.No wonder the tyrant's memorials are always endless.

Xie Yubo pressed the remote control, turned off the TV, and calmly and gently said to his brother: "You should learn from your brother now."

Go over and watch him work.

Shang Yanyu wanted to struggle, so he heard Xie Yubo say to him: "I know why you came to your brother, you escaped marriage."

Shang Yanyu: "I just don't want to go on a blind date, so why did it become a runaway marriage?"

Xie Yubo: "Almost, your dad doesn't know you're here, does he?"

Because according to common sense, Shang Yange would not accept his cousin as a refugee, so the parents did not find Shang Yange's important person.But this time the situation was quite special, Shang Yange needed his younger brother to cover his shady thoughts, so he agreed.

Shang Yanyu obediently went to learn management techniques. It was terrifying to have a sister-in-law who could tell fortunes.

Shang Yange happened to be reading the business report of the chain hotel. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xie Yubo and Shang Yanyu whispering while watching TV, feeling jealous.

He stared at the report, but he was thinking about the meaning of working overtime in his heart. When he saw Shang Yanyu approaching, he immediately got up and pressed him in front of the computer, saying earnestly: "You have grown up, you should be on your own."

Shang Yanyu: "..."

Shang Yange led Xie Yubo into the house and closed the door.

Xie Yubo sat on the edge of the bed, and when Shang Yange helped him take off his socks, he quickly withdrew his feet and stretched them into the quilt.

It's weird to be served by a tyrant.

Facing Xie Yubo's weird behaviors of hot and cold throughout the day, Shang Yange had a good temper: "Do you want me to put the bath water for you?"

"No need." Xie Yubo propped his chin, looking eagerly at Shang Yange's face.

Just saw it today, can't get enough of it.

Sky Eye HD is not enough, I want to take a magnifying glass and compare it with the tyrant in my memory.

Xie Yubo: "Can I touch your face again?"

Shang Yange: "Why?"

Xie Yubo spoke confidently: "I can't see it. If I don't touch it often, I will forget what you look like."

Naturally, Shang Yange didn't want to be forgotten, so he dragged Xie Yubo over a bit: "Okay."

The person in front of him is a tyrant, Xie Yubo is no longer obsessed with the title of "sex maniac", of course strangers can't just look at it casually, but can the relationship between him and the tyrant be the same as that of ordinary people?

Xie Yubo's gaze moved down to Shang Yange's abs. He accidentally looked at it so many times, but he hadn't really touched it yet.

I don't know if the tyrant also had eight-pack abs in his previous life.

In the parking lot today, Shang Yange probably came out in a hurry, he was not wearing a jacket, when Xie Yubo hugged him, he could clearly feel it in his palm.

Shang Yange tried to find something to divert his attention: "What did you say to Yan Yu just now?"

Xie Yubo proudly said: "I figured out that his father asked him to go on a blind date, you have to keep it a secret for younger brother."

Shang Yange's tone was subtle: "You guys just met for the first time today, you can help him figure out the trigrams, right?"

Xie Yubo: "..." blew himself up again.

"Are you willing to write three reports for him? Don't you hate writing reports the most?" Shang Yange pressed Xie Yubo's hand, "You have never written a report for me."

Xie Yubo was innocent, he thought too, but he couldn't figure out what to do.

Seeing Xie Yubo pretending to be dead and not responding, Shang Yange tucked him in, "Three reports, one must be missing."

Xie Yubo got out of the quilt at once: "How can there be three articles, the same person can only be counted as one article."

He was really wronged today. Except for Shang Yanyu's blind date, everything else is old knowledge, okay? It came out by itself, and it has nothing to do with the national teacher.

Also, Mr. Shang can ask him to write a report, why don't you, a tyrant, not write it.

A man in jealousy is very scary. Shang Yange made a long speech: "You know the taste of Shang Yanyu when you met for the first time, and you took the initiative to check his experience, but I am your guardian, but you don't know what I like to eat, give me back Rock candy elbow, shouldn't you be writing these three reports?"

Xie Yubo was speechless.

He knew the taste of a tyrant, but he hadn't put it on Shang Yange before.

Shang Yange threw down a sentence: "Take time to write tomorrow, I won't rush you."

Xie Yubo was so angry that he rolled on the bed, why didn't he have the courage to say no to the tyrant!

It's all Shang Xu's fault.

Three articles, he typed three articles during the day, and his mouth was dry.

The Great Master began to use his brains and concocted a complete escape plan.

First of all, I need my brother to help me.

Xie Yubo called Shang Yanyu upstairs: "Help me prepare a small table, a lamp, and a cup of refreshing tea. After midnight, move to the door of your brother's room."

Shang Yanyu felt that Xie Yubo was trying to play tricks, so he fully supported him: "Yes."

The clock ticked past twelve.

Xie Yubo was woken up by the alarm clock, and got out of bed in a daze to carry out the plan.

The entrance of Shang Yange's bedroom is fully equipped, a small half-meter-high table with tea and a small dim lamp on it.

Xie Yubo sat on the ground, opened the report app, and began to write the report enduring sleepiness.

"The time happened at five o'clock in the afternoon..."

Shang Yanyu came down from upstairs as planned, and exaggeratedly said: "Yubo, why are you studying hard with the lamp on!"

The volume is aimed at waking up Shang Yange.

There was a little movement from the door, and Shang Yanyu continued: "Experts say that if you go to bed after twelve o'clock, you will be prone to lack of energy the next day, chest tightness and shortness of breath. In severe cases, it may even cause..."

Xie Yubo said firmly, "I want to do my homework."

Shang Yange opened the door with a dark face, and when he saw the two singing together, his head hurt.

"You have to write the report in the middle of the night?"

Xie Yubo yawned: "Today's work is over today."

The weak light of the rechargeable desk lamp flickered, warning of insufficient power. Xie Yubo, a small one, was sitting on the ground writing a report, looking pitiful and weak.

Shang Yange said word by word, "Go to sleep."

Xie Yubo took a sip of strong tea: "No, unless..."

Do not write reports!

Hurry up, tyrant, amnesty the world in three seconds, and I will forgive you for forcing me to study medicine.