Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 241 Family and Country in Dire Straits (11)

Watching the dried petals being crushed in the boy's hands, Gu Yao raised an eyebrow.

The boy's pale fingertips were stained with tiny flower petals, but his beautiful face showed no remorse, only a wicked smile. There was no unease or guilt for overstepping his bounds, as if he were provoking Gu Yao.

Yan Yu raised her slender fingers, turned her palm upward, and gently blew a breath, sending the delicate petals toward Gu Yao.

Across a small round table, only two delicate petals drifted onto Gu Yao's legs, their purplish-red petals contrasting sharply with his blue robe.

Gu Yao looked up and met the boy's arrogant gaze. The boy stared directly at Gu Yao, clapped his hands with a hint of provocation, and flicked the remaining petals from his fingertips in front of the young man.

"I'm sorry, sir, this flower is too fragile. I can give you a sturdier one."

The boy apologized, but showed no remorse whatsoever.

Gu Yao ignored the boy's childish behavior, raised his hand to adjust his glasses, and said, "Then I'll wait for Young Master Yan's compensation."

Anyway, the Yan family isn't short of money; he's just relatively poor.

Yan Yu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, as if he hadn't expected Gu Yao to say that.

However, the expression on that beautiful face remained completely unchanged.

"Alright, then sir, just wait to receive it."

Gu Yao nodded and didn't dwell on the matter for too long.

He pointed to his notebook, "Since Young Master Yan broke my rose, shouldn't I work harder? Let's move some of tomorrow's content to today."

Gu Yao's casual remark added another layer of burden to Yan Yu's already heavy workload.

Yan Yu's face, which had been beaming with a wicked smile, instantly fell flat. He wanted to argue and resist, but Gu Yao gave him a dismissive glance.

Quiet as a chicken.

The man's expression told him that it was best not to provoke him now.

Yan Yu lowered his head and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Was he angry because he crushed the rose?

Is this rose important?

What kind of relationship would it be if you could exchange roses?

The thought that the person in front of him might have had intimate relationships with other people made Yan Yu feel a strange, inexplicable anger.

The chaotic thoughts also manifested in his actions. Gu Yao looked at the sleeve corner that the boy had tugged at and wrinkled, and smiled slightly.

He didn't know where Yan Yu's inexplicable possessiveness towards him came from.

But he did not reject it.

This time was already very rushed, and they only had five months to spend together, so he didn't want to be at odds with the child.

For Gu Yao, that would be a complete waste of time.

Moreover, Yan Yu may act fierce, but he's really just a little dog at heart.

Moreover, Yan Yu's current personality is quite different from that in the original owner's memories.

He remembered that at the beginning, Yan Yu often refused to see him.

Often, the original owner would only obediently sit down at the table after pulling the person out from the doorway.

And they can't sit still for long; they're always itching to get up and move.

At the beginning, they were always arguing.

She's never been this well-behaved before.

However, he still prefers Yan Yu as he is now.

It looks fierce, but it's just a paper tiger; one poke and it'll burst.

One glance and they're obedient.

It's like a pet.

No matter how fierce they are, they will obediently lie down as long as their owner gives them a look.

Then she let out a pitiful sob.

Then he tugged at your trouser leg, looking at you with those wet, glistening eyes.

Thinking of this, Gu Yao couldn't help but smile.

Hearing a soft laugh, the boy looked up and saw a handsome young man in the spring sunshine, a gentle smile on his lips, warm and comforting, even warmer than the sunshine itself.

Paired with a long robe in cool colors, it resembles a sturdy green bamboo.

Yan Yu, who had never liked anything overly literary, suddenly remembered a line of poetry his mother had taught him:

Standing like a orchid and jade tree, smiling like a bright moon in your arms.

Yan Yu felt that no one was more suitable for this statement than Gu Yao.

Noticing Yan Yu's gaze, Gu Yao tilted his head slightly, somewhat puzzled, "Why is Young Master Yan looking at me like that?"

Yan Yu's somewhat dazed gaze met Gu Yao's smiling eyes, and she quickly turned her head away, "It's nothing, I'm just a little thirsty."

As she spoke, she hurriedly poured herself a glass of water.

Seeing Yan Yu's attempt to cover up his actions, Gu Yao didn't expose him.

No matter how many worlds we're in, he's still so innocent.

She blushes easily, even with the slightest teasing.

Really interesting.

Since that's the case, I'll start the lesson now.

"These psychological theories are not very mature. I will mainly teach some basic practical applications, teaching you how to analyze what a person is thinking from their behavior. In short, I will teach you how to read people."

Gu Yao pointed to the two large characters at the top of the notebook and smiled slightly.

He pulled back the theoretical notes that Gu Yao now considered not very mature.

One pull, huh?

Can't pull it out?

Gu Yao looked down and saw that Yan Yu's elbow was pressed tightly against the leather-bound book.

Looking at Gu Yao, the boy's lips curled into a gentle smile, and his eyes drooped slightly, giving him an innocent and fragile appearance.

"Sir, please give me this notebook. I want to learn more so that it won't interfere with my daytime studies."

The boy's tone was somewhat sticky, almost pleading, and coupled with his innocent face, he truly looked like a weakling.

Gu Yao did not stop, but just quietly looked at Yan Yu, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

He disagreed.

The boy understood this meaning, silently lowered his eyes, and lightened the pressure on the notebook.

But just as Gu Yao was about to pull the notebook back, he grabbed a corner of the leather notebook.

The pale pink fingertips turned slightly white from the force, as if making a desperate attempt to hold on.

Yan Yu looked up at Gu Yao, biting her lip slightly, her eyes trembling slightly with a faint mist of tears, "Sir, is it really not allowed?"

Gu Yao's forehead twitched.

What kind of innocent, naive attitude is this?

But looking into those wet, watery eyes, Gu Yao gave up.

Gu Yao let go, but before he could even speak, Yan Yu snatched the leather book back with lightning speed and held it in his arms.

"Thank you sir."

Gu Yao: ...

As long as you say thank you quickly enough, they won't be able to catch up with you if you want to back out.

The boy held the somewhat worn leather notebook in his arms as if he were protecting some rare treasure.

Her eyes were gentle and tender.

"I will definitely cherish the things you gave me, sir!"

The boy's tone was firm, and a bright smile appeared on his face, making the beautiful face look even more vivid and lifelike.

Seeing Yan Yu's happy expression, Yao swallowed back the idea of ​​giving him a lecture.

Forget it.

Seeing Gu Yao sigh helplessly, a triumphant smile flashed in Yan Yu's eyes.

He placed the notebook in his palm, gently stroking the leather cover, as if he were peering into something.

He then looked up at the somewhat helpless young man in front of him.

"Sir, let's begin. I will study hard."

Gu Yao's eyes flickered upon receiving Yan Yu's promise.

Can a notebook really have that much prestige?

Have you made even the troublemakers docile?

But Gu Yao felt something was off.

how to say?

It felt like being hit with a stick and then given a sweet date.

But these dates are indeed quite sweet.

He felt it was worth it.

Tsk.

The new CPU technology is amazing!

But he was quite happy to wear this one.