Always Dress Up as the Boss [Quick Transmigration]

"Boss...?"

Be careful little brother.

Yuan Qiong walked in the front with a blank face.

He tensed his face, looking at the sky and the earth, just pretending not to see the younger brother who was following him.

snort!He will be angry too!It's hard to coax the kind to understand!

……

The younger brother scratched his head, turned his head and tried to ask Mo Lan or Teacher Yuan for help.

one look!

Depressed, those two people are chatting in full swing!

In contrast, he and the boss are too deserted.

Alas, but how did he know that the red fox could be so powerful?

Why did the boss just, lose?

Yuan Zhuo was telling Mo Lan's words.

The homeroom teacher had already agreed to come over to make up lessons, but he suddenly changed someone, and it was Mo Lan, which made it hard for him not to think about it.

and……

He couldn't help but take another look at Mo Lan's cherry blossom-like pink lips, and those small fan-like eyelashes—it really looked like a Barbie doll.

Very cute one.

Among other things, he is still happy to chat with this child.

"So you're saying, you just really want to solidify the basics?"

Mo Lan nodded desperately, as if she was afraid that he would not believe it.

He added another sentence, "Really, Mr. Yuan, you believe me!"

……

I believe you are a ghost.

"Okay, I see. Then Yuan Qiong and the others will trouble you."

Yuan Zhuo nodded.

Mo Lan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, Yuan Zhuo saw it, and just calmly looked away, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Did Teacher Yuan believe it?Mo Lan sneaked a peek at him, and her ears suddenly turned red.

Mr. Yuan, Mr. Yuan seems to have changed his hairstyle today.

The clothes on his body are also well matched, and he is even more handsome than yesterday!

He looked at it silently for a while, then looked away.

After packing the three children home, Yuan Zhuo lent them his study room, and asked their parents' phone number.

"It will definitely be late for you to go back. Your family should be worried. I'll call them for convenience."

Especially Yuan Qiong's younger brother, at first glance, he seems to be the kind of family who only believes in what the teacher says.

Sure enough, Yuan Zhuo called and said that the younger brother's homework was too bad, and he acted as a teacher to make up lessons for the younger brother, and the other party immediately slapped his chest loudly.

"The teacher, if he is disobedient, you can beat him casually! I even broke the skin at home, this child is a skin!"

do not!

The original Zhuo face slowly cracked.

He hung up the phone silently, then stared at the phone in his hand for a while.

It smells like that.

When Mo Lan heard him ask her home phone number, she obediently said that she had already called her home.

Yuan Zhuo was moved to wipe the phone with alcohol, feeling that life was full of sunshine again.

Mo Lan is still sensible!

Worthy of being the first in age!

Over there, the younger brother quietly approached his boss and asked in a low voice.

"Boss, boss... Then what, then you, didn't take the first place? The red fox won?"

You say it once is enough!

Why do you want to say that after I didn't take the first place, I have to add that the red fox won!

Inserting a knife so fast and ruthlessly, won't your conscience hurt!

The way Yuan Qiong looked at him was full of accusations.

The little brother didn't realize it, and made another knife.

"But, that SLR, where can I go to make up for the remaining 3000 yuan?" The difference between the first and the second is so big!

"..."

Yuan Qiong's knee hurt again.

damn!

why!

Whose younger brother are you?

Could it be that the red fox sent them here?

The little brother finally noticed it very slowly, and silently shut his mouth.

In his heart, he felt sorry for the extra 3000 yuan!

However, even if the boss loses, he is still his boss!

Boss' technique is still great!

It's just that the red fox's is better!

Yuan Zhuo watched Mo Lan's teaching process, and then went to make dinner with peace of mind.

This tutor is very nice, and by the way, he made his dinner together.

In the study, Mo Lan was teaching and teaching, her eyes wandering quietly outside.

He didn't expect it!

Really did not expect!

Teacher Yuan is actually cooking!

"Then how do I solve it here? I always can't understand what the math teacher is talking about, and the reference materials are always just a solution and a summary."

Yuan Qiong's voice pulled Mo Lan back, he hummed, glanced at him, and answered the question.

"Oh~ So it's that simple."

Yuan Qiong snorted as he said, "That old man always keeps it so simple, it's really, tsk."

"That's because you are smarter, you can see through a little bit."

Mo Lan blinked, and after finishing speaking, he couldn't help asking quietly.

"Does Teacher Yuan cook in your family?"

?

Yuan Qiong's body paused slightly.

However, although.

"Correct!"

Anyway, it will be in the future!Rounding up equals yes!

You can't lose face!

The younger brother looked at him speechlessly.

After all, it didn't break the little lie of the boss.

Besides, Mo Lan didn't ask him, he continued to study!

really!

Teacher Yuan is really a good person!

Gentle and can cook!

Mo Lan's eyes drifted towards the kitchen with light.

When Yuan Zhuo greeted the three of them for dinner, Mo Lan looked at him as if he was looking at a fairy.

Yuan Zhuo didn't pay much attention, after waiting for the three snacks to finish, he stuffed the bowls and chopsticks into the newly bought dishwasher, and then went to the living room to get busy.

Mo Lan saw this scene in her eyes, silently remembered it, and then turned her head to glance at her two students.

make a fist!

I can!

I come on!Molan, you are the best!

Yuan Zhuo was in the living room, practicing internal strength while calling Chentu.

This person is not particularly brilliant in his memory, but Yuan Zhuo is quite optimistic.

After all, Chen Lao is not the only one who can make Yuan Chen devote himself to research.

After digging out the phone, Yuan Zhuo quickly got in touch with Chen Xing.

"Teacher Yuan."

The other party's voice came from the phone.

Yuan Zhuo's heart moved slightly.

This tone, this tone, sounds like someone who knows how to deal with people.

Sure enough, the other party seemed to be able to guess his mind, asked him a lot about his decision, and hinted a lot of things cryptically, which made Yuan Zhuo feel the silkiness he hadn't seen for a long time.

It is really not easy to have someone who is easy to use.

Yuan Zhuo sighed.

"By the way, Mr. Yuan, since this is the case, then find a free time and I will pay a visit. What time do you think is more suitable?"

Yuan Zhuo: "If you have time, come to the nearest one, eat a little and I'm going to start preparing materials, so I don't have much free time."

"Okay, then I will arrange it as soon as possible."

Yuan Zhuo: "Well, I'll send you my class schedule in a while, so you can pick a time when I don't have classes."

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, a trace of joy and doubt flashed across Chentu's face.

It is naturally a pleasure to meet his black eagle in the past, but——when did Teacher Yuan change so much?

Being so eloquent and answering, and knowing how to send the class schedule so considerate, I always feel like a different person?

But after thinking about it, he didn't particularly care.

Still think about it, what gift to bring to Yuan Qiong when the time comes.

Yuan Zhuo checked some information, stretched his muscles a little in the living room, and practiced the long-lost yoga.

He was more satisfied after practicing.

It is really different with internal strength, and it feels much better to cooperate with the breathing effect!

After he finished practicing, a few younger ones in the study also just came out.

Yuan Zhuo stood up, "Finished? I'll send you two back."

He looked at Mo Lan and his younger brother.

The younger brother smiled honestly.

"No need uncle, my house is very close, just a few steps away."

Yuan Zhuo glanced at Yuan Qiong.

Yuan Qiong waved his hand, "Go see Mo Lan off, I'll see him off."

He hooked his younger brother's shoulders, showing a ferocious smile.

let you hit me!

Make you keep hitting me!

Practice well on the road later!

The little brother didn't feel the sense of crisis yet, so he smiled cheerfully.

..., light the wax for him.

Yuan Zhuo glanced at him sympathetically, then at Mo Lan, and couldn't help but reach out and rub the child's hair.

Don't say it.

Sure enough, it felt as good as he imagined.

Mo Lan was shocked, and looked up at him in disbelief.

Yuan Zhuo: "Let's go, I'll take you back, where is your home?"

Mo Lan hesitated to speak, and obediently gave a list of addresses.

Yuan Zhuo nodded, and led someone to open the door.

The car drove out quickly, but unfortunately, it didn't take long before a heavy rain poured down.

Yuan Zhuo glanced out of the window subconsciously, and a bolt of lightning happened to strike from the sky, instantly brightening the whole world.

Slowing down the speed of the car, Yuan Zhuo glanced at Mo Lan and said casually.

"In this weather, I will drive slower, and I may return to your house later, is it okay?"

Mo Lan shook her head hastily.

He had a cute face, "I'm fine, as long as Mr. Yuan pays attention to safety."

Yuan Zhuo smiled.

"Just call me teacher at school, and call me Uncle Yuan when you're not at school."

After speaking, he was silent for two seconds.

ε=(ο｀*))) alas

Every life is 35 years old, who is carrying this 35 years old?

Mo Lan obediently called out 'Uncle Yuan' softly.

Probably because of the rain, when their car arrived in the city center, it lived up to expectations—it was stuck in a traffic jam.

Yuan Zhuo glanced at the convoy in front of him, turned on the car stereo, and meditated.

"Let's reduce the two hours to one and a half hours. I'll take you home earlier, so there shouldn't be such a traffic jam."

He was a little depressed while talking.

If it was in ancient times, he would be able to send people back within a few minutes with his great lightness kung fu!

Also bring one back and forth!

Driving is still too inconvenient.

Fortunately, the traffic jam at this point is not too exaggerated. Under the thunder and lightning, Yuan Zhuo still sent Mo Lan home an hour later.

Holding an umbrella to protect Mo Lan, he couldn't help sighing when he walked forward to the door.

With red walls and green tiles and a large iron gate, the house feels quite retro.

Mo Lan was held in his half-hugged arms, and even though the cold evening wind was blowing through his heart, his cheeks were still burning red uncontrollably.

He sniffed quietly, burying his chin in his chest desperately.

No, didn't smell it, yes, it's a pity.

Mo Lan stretched out her hand to press her fingerprints, and the door opened quickly. Yuan Zhuoxu put his shoulders on his shoulders and sent him to the eaves inside.

"Okay, I'll go back first—"

"Baby you are back!"

The door was opened from the inside, and a figure rushed out and hugged Mo Lan.

"How about being a tutor? Have you—"

"Dad! My teacher is here!"

Mo Lan's ears were blushing, and he immediately blocked his father's words.

The windy man who flew out immediately stopped talking, and he looked quite serious.

He thanked Yuan Zhuo very politely.

Yuan Zhuo: ...

It's too late to install it now, but I still saw it.

However, forget it.

He waved his hand, left the Mo family and went back home.

Seeing that the car was gone, Father Mo pushed Mo Lan. While entering the house and closing the door, he could still hear his words faintly.

"Is that him? The one you mentioned that made you feel comfortable with him?"

"You, don't ask so many questions!"

"That can't be done. This is the first time our baby has said this to Dad. Of course Dad should be concerned about it. But, is he an alpha?"

"Then, so what!"

"No, no, I think our baby really has eyesight, just like Dad..."

On the other side, Yuan Qiong, who mustered up his courage, took a deep breath and silently sent a voice message to that guy.

After a while, there was a voice call over there.

Yuan Qiong wrinkled his nose and took it.

"Why did you suddenly ask me to borrow money? Is it your father who backtracked? How much do you want, the money for the computer? Call you now?"

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