The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

Master Daguo stood in front of the mirror, opened his eyes to high-definition, and compared his neck and collarbone like a searchlight.

After the collar of the camouflage uniform is pulled up, the collarbone can be hidden, but the neck cannot be hidden.

Xie Yubo narrowed his eyes, as if there was a little bit of darkness, no matter what, if the uncle said yes, it must be there.

He dug out a spoonful of repair ointment and spread it on his neck indiscriminately.During the stay, Xie Yubo didn’t wear sunscreen to keep the other roommates in line. After half a month of military training, the other three were blackened by two degrees, and Xie Yubo was still like a juicy white radish, envious of others.

He came out of the room, the dining table was already cleared, and Shang Yange, in order to show his "generosity", sat in the living room watching the sports channel with Papa Xie, and highly praised the football stars that Papa Xie liked.

Xie Yubo came out after changing clothes, and took the initiative to sit next to Shang Yange, with a little bit of fragrance on her body. In ancient times, it would be a scheming concubine sweeping her moth eyebrows and rushing to the emperor to compete for favor.

Well worth being kissed.

Shang Yange picked up the collar of the national teacher's white shirt, barely able to squeeze into the gap between two fingers, "Isn't it hot? Button it so tightly?"

Xie Yubo was serious: "Not hot."

His shirt was buttoned up to the top button, and if it wasn't too conspicuous, he'd even want to wear a tie.

However, the more you cover it up, the more itchy you will be.

Shang Yange silently glanced at the Great Master's neck, and clasped his wrist.

After finally watching a ball game with Xie Jianming, Shang Yange took Xie Yubo out for a walk.

Mr. Shang's intentions were not pure, as soon as he walked under a mango tree, he pressed the man against the trunk to kiss.

When Xie Yubo was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, he helped him unbutton a button with understanding.

"Huh—" He breathed a sigh of relief, and then his collarbone hurt, and he was actually bitten.

Shang Yange had written all over his face, "Since you take the initiative to wear a high collar, then do nothing, I'm really sorry for this dress."

Mr. Shang has always been very restrained, not leaving marks where people can see them, and Xie Yubo likes to wear loose clothes, and his collarbone is basically out of reach.

Xie Yubo didn't expect Shang Yange to seize the opportunity so well, he looked at him speechlessly for a moment, paused, and then remembered why he was wearing a shirt, and asked, "Is it obvious?"

Shang Yange hesitated for a moment, if it was obvious, he could use the excuse of "dark and thin" to make Xie Yubo eat more like Xue Jing.

He said sincerely: "It looks good."

Xie Yubo: "I asked you if you look good? If you look good, you can't bite me." Originally, the meaning of wearing it for a day will disappear after a night, but now it's good...

Shang Yange: "I can't help it."

Maybe it's a little contrasting effect, or maybe Mr. Shang is full of indecency, but no matter how he looks at it, he finds the white patch in the collar more attractive.

Xie Yubo: "Be patient, stay here at night and sleep in a separate room."

There are too many guest rooms in Xie's house, and Shang Yange still doesn't dare to blatantly ask for a room.

Seeing that Xie Yubo was about to leave, Shang Yange stretched out his hand to stop him, and grabbed a branch, the branches and leaves were shaking all over the tree, trapping the national teacher inside, and asked domineeringly but not sincerely: "Then can you..."

Xie Yubo raised her head, revealing a section of her fair neck, and a trace of tension appeared in her eyes.

Shang Yange thought it was the meaning of whatever he wanted, when his head was hit by something suddenly, some juice flowed down, and a sweet mango scent lingered in an instant.

Xie Yubo rolled her eyes: "You deserve it!"

He reached out to catch the burst mango, and licked the golden flesh, "Sweet."

Shang Yange had messy hair, and originally he only wanted to have an appetizer, but mainly he wanted to tell Xie Yubo one thing.

So he could only say with a not-so-handsome appearance: "You have no class next Monday, please take a leave of absence, and I will take you to a place."

Xie Yubo was curious: "Where are you going?"

Today is Friday, counting next Monday, there are a total of three days of holidays, it seems that the place is quite far away.

Shang Yange: "Sea Island, a tourism project I voted for, is now finished, please ask the national teacher to take a look."

In fact, it is to play.

Xie Yubo thought that he had never traveled with his family before, so he couldn't help asking: "The island is so big, can I take my parents there?"

Shang Yange looked at him quietly.

Xie Yubo said: "I thought you would pay attention to the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker?"

If Shang Yange wanted to propose on the island, according to Old Antique's idea, wouldn't he invite both parents to be present?

Master Daguo was so considerate and took the initiative to bring his parents with him.

Shang Yange wanted to cover Xie Yubo's spoiler mouth, when did he reveal that he proposed marriage!

Surprise too!

Xie Yubo blinked, sorry, I overheard the conversation between you and Lin Bei.

Shang Yange: "That's a marriage proposal, just the two of us!"

Xie Yubo: "Okay."

Shang Yange: "..."

Xie Yubo was eager to try: "I can answer you right now."

"Or do you want to keep the suspense?"

Shang Yange pressed him with a headache: "You don't need to answer me now, but there should be no suspense."

It must be promised, but not now.

Shang Yange's mood is very complicated, with mixed joys and sorrows.

The island is not far from the mainland and can be reached by cruise ship.

Xie Yubo and Shang Yange went out to sea by boat, and when they were about to arrive, they saw a huge boulder standing on the sea from a distance, with the inscription "Little Penglai".

The island is indeed still being finished, and building materials piled up on the side of the road can still be seen.

Shang Yange said apologetically: "At first I wanted to wait for all the work to be completed, but during the half month of your military training, I often thought, why don't you wait."

After all, he was selfish and couldn't follow Xue Jing's wishes completely. Xie Yubo had just started his college life, and he wanted to hold on to Xie Yubo firmly.

The sea breeze brought the leaves of the coconut grove rustling, Xie Yubo couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to occupy His Majesty: "Okay, get married right away!"

Don't go abroad to get a certificate so complicated, anyway, in ancient times, when they got married, they worshiped the heaven and the earth, and whether they had a certificate was not important to them.

Happy husband and wife praying to each other is better than all empty words on paper.

Xie Yubo was always so talkative that Shang Yange couldn't help but take on the role of Big Brother Xie temporarily: "Promised so quickly? This is not a joke."

Xie Yubo said earnestly: "If you want to ask me to use Daliang's concubine system, then I really can't agree so quickly..."

Shang Yange hurriedly said: "Absolutely not, I have already forgotten those things."

He thought about it, and in order to show that he didn't have a bad memory, he added: "It should be said that I never learned about those things."

No need, I don't want to marry any concubine, and I won't ask the national teacher for any of this.

Xie Yubo glanced at him, and then continued: "If you want to ask me with those systems, I can't agree too quickly, because I have to study first and work hard to pass."

Can you understand me when I say this, Your Majesty?

Whether it is now or in the past, even if you are a tyrant who strictly abides by Confucianism, if you say it, I will still agree to you.

In the dark, I want to hear you say this sentence for a long time.

Shang Yange squeezed his sore eye sockets, they were still standing on the pier, he had just started, and Xie Yubo sent all the answers.

There are sea breeze and waves coconut trees on the pier, as well as the sound of drilling rigs.

Very unpleasant.

However, the national teacher just didn't let him say a word.

Shang Yange led him to the depths of the island. This is a retro island. Although it is for the purpose of investment and tourism, it is not like those ancient towns with high commercialization. Every store on the street sells Yiwu small commodities. Walk a few steps to repeat a sale, as if you have come to a wholesale market.

Shangyange focuses on the "Museum of Ancient Life". It does not rent out storefronts, and strives to restore the real streets of Daliang in details. Every corner seems to be traces of the people in Daliang living.

As Xie Yubo walked, he realized that Shang Yange had copied Daliang's main street of the imperial city.

He stopped in front of a compound with "Lin's Mansion" written on it, and said pleasantly: "The stool at the door, Lin Jiujiu always sits here waiting for his Shangshu father to come back from court."

Xie Yubo's eyes were complicated: "If Lin Shangshu knew that His Majesty even remembered his son's bench, would he not dare to breathe every time he saw His Majesty?"

His Majesty clearly cares about his subjects so much.

Hey, not necessarily. After Lin Shangshu knew about it, he might feel that His Majesty has great powers to supervise all officials, and he was even more afraid.

Xie Yubo: "If you go further down, will there be the National Teacher's Mansion?"

Shang Yange: "Yes, would you like to open it for viewing?"

"Of course." Xie Yubo asked, "Have you been realistic and put gold under my bed?"

Shang Yange: "Not yet."

Xie Yubo: "Then I'll move a few pieces myself some other day."

The tone seemed to move a few bricks.

The street is the palace gate of the palace, the vermilion lacquer is brand new, and the momentum is majestic.

Xie Yubo stood under the palace gate, worried: "Will you not lose money like this?"

Liu Fei invited him to many ancient towns, but every time Xie Yubo listened to the introductions, he lost interest.

In his memory, most of the ancient towns are commercialized, with one store connected to another, and there is no such thing as Shang Yange, who basically does not sell anything.

Shang Yange is a successful businessman, but he is surprisingly persistent in this aspect. The commercial street is on the other side of the island, which is very modern.He was determined not to use the ancient town as a gimmick, but actually build a commercial street.

It doesn't matter, I can afford to lose the money.

"It's okay." Xie Yubo patted Shang Yange's shoulder, "If you lose, you will lose. Our teachers can make money."

It has to be said that Xie Yubo's intentions here are too much, even if he is as stingy as he is, he would rather lose money and keep the original beam.According to the assumption, when tourists come here, do they have to change into Daliang's clothes?Another clothing business.

"But don't lose too much." Xie Yubo instructed, "If you exceed 1 yuan, set up a fortune-telling booth in the National Teacher's Mansion. I guarantee that tourists will be popular."

The losses of major projects are all in millions, 1 yuan... The National Teacher is really able to manage the family.

Shang Yange pushed open the palace door: "There is only one bedroom here, and it is not open."

It is said to be an office to the outside world, but it is actually Shang Yange's private territory.

The furnishings inside are exactly the same as Shang Yange's bedroom.

Even the porcelain pillow that the national teacher used to rest in the dormitory for the last time was there.

They have lived under the same roof countless times, only needing the same bed.

Xie Yubo saw two sets of clothes on the bed, one set of dragon robes, and one set of girder style that he used to love to wear.

He has a sense of space-time confusion.

It seems that the obsession from a long time ago has echoed across the millennium.

Shang Yange played with a bunch of memorials, which also recorded some state affairs of Daliang. Of course, after his screening, only happy events were kept.

"After the crusade against Shang Yan, it is necessary to establish a national teacher as the queen."

"Senior!" Xie Yubo hugged Shang Yange, looking at the bright yellow dragon bed.

The national teacher felt that this bed was comfortable a long time ago, but His Majesty always refused to invite him to sleep with the monarch and his ministers.

He now knows that it was because His Majesty was too cowardly!

Shang Yange carried the national teacher to the dragon bed as good as he could, and changed him into the national teacher's clothes.

You can take it off by hand later.

The process of undressing was very slow, and even a thick-skinned national teacher couldn't help becoming popular.

A wide hem is a great thing to cover up.

Xie Yubo blushed, waited for Shang Yange to raise his head, and leaned over to kiss him with a weird taste.

Shang Yange felt that something was wrong, "Is there something else?"

Xie Yubo: "Dragon Soul."

"I will pay you back after all." Xie Yubo said wittily, "But I only paid half of it back, and I guarantee that you will not be affected by the lack of Dragon Soul."

When he was near the dragon's veins, he used the bronze vessel to lock some aura, and brought it back to slowly warm and nourish the dragon's soul. With the protection of the national teacher himself, even if it was only half returned to Shang Yange, it would still have full effectiveness.

As for the other half, no return.

Xie Yubo: "We want to be related from life to life. I hide my other half, and we will meet."

When Shang Yange proposed, he didn't remember that in his next life, the national teacher would have more money than him.

Overbearing national teacher.

Shang Yange: "Okay."

How fortunate, to love and be loved, life after life.

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