Wearing a little crying bag as a paranoid villain [Transmigration Book]

"Hey, Young Master Yan brought back so many ivory vegetables today." Reiko took the bag of vegetables and said in surprise, "Does Young Master Yan like this kind of vegetables so much?"

After hearing this, Chu Xuan almost laughed.

Yan Mengsheng saw Chu Xuan's expression of wanting to smile, his brows darkened, and he stopped when he was about to say "um", and changed his words, "He wants to eat."

Reiko's eyes widened in shock, "From then on, I often cook this dish for Xiao Xuan."

Chu Xuan, who was stabbed, couldn't laugh: "..."

Turning his head slightly to look, Yan Mengsheng picked up the tablet and began to watch his online class. Chu Xuan took a deep breath, "Sister Lingzi, make more celery. I like celery more. From now on, I will make a table of celery every day."

Yan Mengsheng paused with his hand that was about to touch the tablet, and his eyes froze on the screen.

After getting along for a while, Chu Xuan knew that Yan Mengsheng hated eating celery, and even sneaked over to him, with a smile on his cute little face, "My brother also likes to eat celery, it's green and healthy."

Yan Mengsheng: "..."

Lingzi was even more surprised, she was new to Yan's family, she didn't know Yan Mengsheng's preferences at all, she only bought what the housekeeper asked her to buy, "It turns out that Young Master Yan likes to eat celery, green food is healthy, you really should eat more. "

Yan Mengsheng felt a little funny, obviously he didn't like celery himself, so he said casually: "Yes, add some green mustard to the celery, it's spicy and crispy, he likes it more."

Reiko twitched the corner of her mouth, do these two young masters have any special eating habits?The butler didn't say anything either.

Chu Xuan: Please be human.

As a result, for dinner, I really made a plate of celery with mustard, which exudes the spicy taste of mustard, green and oily, lying on a white porcelain plate waiting to be favored by the two young masters.

Yan Mengsheng: "..."

Chu Xuan: "..."

Both of them didn't touch that dish, they ate up the other two dishes, except the mustard and celery dish.

Then the two of them politely gave each other a glance and a word of respect and tried to blame each other.

"Brother, eat it, green celery, healthy and delicious."

"Thank you, take a bite first, and I'll see if you're still alive." Yan Mengsheng didn't even bat an eye, and picked up the fish next to him.

Chu Xuan: "..."

Chu Xuan glared at Yan Mengsheng's pretty side face, and then also took a piece of fish.

No way, everyone is afraid of death.

After they finished eating, Reiko started to clear the table, seeing that the other plates were almost gone, but the celery was lying quietly on the plate without moving.

"Didn't the two young masters say that they both love to eat?" Lingzi wondered, wondering if it was not delicious, she took out a piece of celery with a new chopstick and tasted it. Cai Se, her eyebrows are as ferocious as a twisted braid.

"yue!" This taste almost sent her away, she will never eat celery and mustard again in this life!

……

Chu Xuan looked at Yan Mengsheng who was sitting in the living room answering the questions with his mobile phone, and felt very strange. How can there be a school that has to do performance tests at night?But since he was doing the questions, I also drew a few pictures beside him, otherwise it would be really boring.

Chu Xuan came over with a pen and paper, wanted to draw something casually, and sat next to Yan Mengsheng. The pen and paper were placed on the table. He straightened the paper, then picked up the pen and began to draw something on the paper with a serious expression. Clever.

Yan Mengsheng slightly stopped his hand to answer the question, and his peripheral vision fell on the little guy beside him.It's strange, as soon as Chu Xuan sat next to him, his heart couldn't calm down. Before, even if the servant butler was talking beside him, it wouldn't disturb his thoughts, but after Chu Xuan sat there, his thoughts began to empty .

But when he saw Chu Xuan's obedient appearance, he always wanted to make him angry. Yan Mengsheng poked his head slightly to see what Chu Xuan was drawing.

It seems to be a child, or a boy, but this boy is not Chu Xuan himself.

Wei Wei only has the general appearance of the sketch, but Yan Mengsheng can also tell that he does not know this child, and there is no such person in his memory.

"Who are you drawing?" Yan Mengsheng's voice was indifferent.

Chu Xuan didn't raise his head, he was still so serious and careful, his small mouth was lightly opened, and his milk voice was extremely gentle: "A handsome boy."

Yan Mengsheng frowned slightly, and even had no intention of answering the question, "Why didn't you draw me? Am I not handsome?"

"You are handsome, but I don't want to draw you now. I want to draw this handsome guy. I miss him." Chu Xuan was too absorbed and serious to hear the weird tone in Yan Mengsheng's words.

"Missing him...?" Yan Mengsheng didn't have the time to answer the question at all this time, his eyes had completely left the phone screen, and his cool and pleasant voice was depressed for no reason at this time.

Chu Xuan probably felt that he was talking too loudly, so he simply ignored him this time. Yan Mengsheng's face sank slightly, his dark eyes fell on that fair little face, and there was still a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, facing him. Never had a smile.

Yan Mengsheng's eyes flickered, his face was icy cold, and his smile was gone.

He put the phone on the table, leaned his whole body slightly to Chu Xuan's side, and looked at the small body like a little hamster with cold eyes.

Chu Xuan suddenly felt cold, and a melancholy gaze fell on him. He straightened up stiffly and slowly turned his head to meet those calm and deep eyes. It seemed that some emotions were brewing inside, as if a storm was coming. Chu Xuan subconsciously trembled.

"Missing him, who is he?" Yan Mengsheng asked softly, but his breath seemed to hide a sharp and threatening wind.

Chu Xuan shrank his neck, not knowing why he was angry, but he still wanted to coax him, just like coaxing his ancestors.

The voice was soft and waxy: "The picture is my brother when I was a child." It was actually his brother Chu Nian.

Yan Mengsheng exposed it without shame, staring at Chu Xuan motionlessly: "I didn't look like that when I was a child, he is not as good looking as me."

As soon as he heard that he belittled his younger brother's appearance, Chu Xuan didn't come up in one breath, and smirked dryly: "...Didn't I never see my brother, this is my random scribble."

Yan Mengsheng narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the low pressure hit overwhelmingly.

Chu Xuan pursed a sweet smile: "How about this, I will redraw a picture of my brother, a man as handsome as my brother is right in front of me, why should I still draw his previous appearance, Xiao Xuan is too stupid."

Only then did Yan Mengsheng lower his eyebrows, and hummed lightly.

Originally drawing a real person would take a lot of time, and Yan Mengsheng looks so flawless, with exquisite eyebrows, thin and shallow lips, and looks like God's darling, cheating.

Such a painting took Chu Xuan a long time, and he had to draw it well, it took several hours to draw.

When the painting was finished, Chu Xuan shook his sore wrist, twisted his stiff neck, and collapsed on the chair.

"Does it look good?" Chu Xuan raised his small face, his expression was exhausted and exhausted, "The donkeys in the production team don't do this. They just finished drawing one and then asked someone to draw another one."

"The painting is not bad." Yan Mengsheng softened his expression, "I will take you to the playground in a few days, reward."

Chu Xuan didn't have much interest in this reward, but a whim occurred in his mind, Yan Mengsheng would think that the younger brother he drew was not good-looking, so he wanted to know how his appearance would be evaluated.

"I'll draw another one, brother, appreciate it?"

The light in Yan Mengsheng's eyes was faint, and his voice was calm, "Yes."

After more than half an hour, he drew out his appearance in real life, as well as the mole at the corner of his eye. Although it was drawn, it was definitely not as aura as he himself. Chu Xuan felt that he had painted himself The painting is ugly.

Originally, he didn't want to show it to Yan Mengsheng, but who knew that Yan Mengsheng took it away, looked at the young boy with a calm expression on the painting, examined it, and raised his eyebrows very lightly.

"Not bad." Yan Mengsheng gave his own evaluation.

Chu Xuan has a smile on his brows and eyes, and his appearance is also one of the best.

"I feel like you will look like this person in the painting when you grow up." Yan Mengsheng suddenly said.

Chu Xuan's heart sank, and he maintained the smile on his face, "Why did brother say that?"

Yan Mengsheng kept looking at the painting in his hand with lowered eyebrows, his earnest eyes made Chu Xuan feel more and more afraid of what he could see, and the fingers on his lap couldn't help curling up nervously.

half an hour...

Yan Mengsheng chuckled, "It feels the same skin."

Chu Xuan breathed out a deep breath without any trace, and his whole body relaxed. He thought he was about to reveal something.

Before Yan Mengsheng put the paper on the table, he glanced casually at the boy on the painting.

Chu Xuan realized it later, and said: "Brother, you were not answering the question just now, have you finished?"

Yan Mengsheng looked at the timed-out topic and fell silent.

How many subjects did he answer?

……

When the teachers of the schools asked Yan Mengsheng to do the test questions online in advance, and then asked the students to answer the questions with pen and paper, but I don’t know why the urging was so tight this time, so Yan Mengsheng had to hand in the test questions at night. , The teachers are also at a loss.

When the teachers received the questions from Yan Mengsheng, they stopped holding the mouse and stared at the blank screen in a daze.

what happened? ? ?What happened to the good student who has always been good, is it because he wants to learn to be bad? !

This matter was reported directly to the principal. Yan Mengsheng was a key figure in the school. The principal sat up on the bed in shock and called Yan Bo.

However, except for the senior leaders and partners, the secretary took over other affairs and then relayed them. After the secretary answered the phone and learned about the matter, he knocked on Yan Bo who was resting.

It is currently noon abroad, and Yan Bo is lying on a chair comfortably basking in the warm sun.

"I'm going back to China in a few days, what should I bring them something to eat?" Yan Bo closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice.

Hearing the knock on the door, Yan Bo opened his eyes and said, "Come in."

The secretary opened the door and walked in.

Yan Bo was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Yan, the school called."

Yan Bo lowered his head that was originally raised, his expression was a little indifferent, and he closed his eyes again, "What certificate did that kid get? You don't need to report to me about the first prize certificate or something." , I’m tired of hearing about it, and he didn’t let me worry about his studies.”

The secretary twitched the corner of her mouth in embarrassment, shook her head, and said slowly, "No."

"what is that?"

"The school said, Mr. Yan, your son... failed four out of six subjects."

Yan Bo: "..."