Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 288: Female Dominance World 3

Fang Yanzhou looked at Duan Chengyuan's mouth which was covered with crumbs, and very naturally took out his handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

"No one is competing with you for it, so eat slowly."

Duan Chengyuan sat obediently on the chair and let Fang Yanzhou wipe his mouth. Then he puffed his cheeks and said, "I won't do this again in the future."

"Hmm..." Fang Yanzhou couldn't help but poke his cheek.

So cute and soft.

Duan Chengyuan didn't dodge, he looked at Fang Yanzhou without blinking, and smiled sweetly: "Can I touch Sister Yanzhou's face too?"

Fang Yanzhou withdrew his hand, realizing that his previous behavior seemed a bit rude.

After all, he is a girl and Duan Chengyuan is a boy. Touching him casually like this is no different from teasing.

Fortunately, Duan Chengyuan didn't bother with him.

He nodded: "Okay."

It seems he needs to be more careful next time.

Duan Chengyuan's chubby hand gently touched Fang Yanzhou's face, his eyes sparkling with light, and he said in a curious tone: "It's completely different from mine..."

Fang Yanzhou picked up the book again: "Maybe it's because I'm thinner."

He didn't say Duan Chengyuan was fat. After all, no one wants to hear others say he is fat.

"Oh." Duan Chengyuan held his face again and looked at Fang Yanzhou.

Sister Yanzhou, you look so beautiful...

Duan Chengyuan's gaze was too intense, and it was difficult for Fang Yanzhou to ignore it.

He tilted his head to look at Duan Chengyuan: "Don't keep looking at me."

Duan Chengyuan looked innocent: "If I'm not looking at you, what are you looking at?"

Fang Yanzhou: “…”

He suggested, "Would you like to read a book?"

He obviously overestimated Duan Chengyuan.

Duan Chengyuan stammered, "But... yes, I... I can't read..."

"..."

"I teach you."

Duan Chengyuan's face was filled with confusion, his dark eyes widened: "They all...all say that a man's virtue lies in his lack of talent. I...I don't need to be literate..."

Although he didn't know what this sentence meant, he knew that he couldn't read, otherwise they would look down on him again.

Fang Yanzhou looked at him deeply and said, "Do you listen to them or me?"

They? Duan Chengyuan's friends?

Didn’t they say that no one wants to play with him?

Duan Chengyuan did not hesitate at all: "Listen to Sister Yanzhou!"

"Then come here."

"Oh." Duan Chengyuan moved his chair closer and sat next to Fang Yanzhou.

Fang Yanzhou asked: "Do you know your own name?"

Duan Chengyuan replied: "No, hehe..."

Fang Yanzhou was speechless: "No, you're still laughing."

Duan Chengyuan covered his mouth, his eyes narrowed to the point where you could barely see the slits: "I'm not laughing anymore."

He couldn't help it.

Fang Yanzhou held his forehead with his hand: "Are you so happy?"

She smiles every day, eats more than a pig, sleeps more than a pig, and has no worries. She is really enviable.

Duan Chengyuan nodded: "Yeah, I'm very happy to be with Sister Yanzhou."

When Fang Yanzhou heard this, his ears turned red with embarrassment.

He took a pen and wrote Duan Chengyuan's name on the paper, and pointed at the word "Duan": "This is your last name, Duan."

Then he pointed to the two characters "承渊": "This is 承渊, which comes from , under the curtain, the abyss and clouds accompany the rear, and the horse's hooves return to the moonlight."

After he finished speaking, he realized that this seemed too profound and Duan Chengyuan might not understand it.

However, he tilted his head to look at Duan Chengyuan's expression, which seemed to understand but not understand, and couldn't help asking, "Do you understand?"

His expression looks like he has finally gotten the hang of it.

Was he just hiding his incompetence?

Duan Chengyuan said slowly: "I don't understand."

He's pretending to understand.

Fang Yanzhou: “…”

He overestimated Duan Chengyuan.

Fang Yanzhou didn't know how to teach him, so he pointed to the three words on the paper and asked, "Do you want to practice with a pen?"

Duan Chengyuan nodded and said excitedly: "I also want to learn Sister Yanzhou's name!"

Fang Yanzhou: "Okay."

After Duan Chengyuan got the pen, he sat on the chair and practiced calligraphy seriously, muttering: "This is Fang, this is Yan, and this is Zhou, the name of Sister Yanzhou."

Before I knew it, the sun had set.

Fang Yanzhou put down the book in his hand and found that Duan Chengyuan had fallen asleep on the table.

The originally fair face was stained with ink, and the thick eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow.

His mouth was slightly open, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about, but his saliva was all over the table.

Fang Yanzhou was silent for a while, then took out the nth handkerchief and wiped Duan Chengyuan's saliva.

He thought casually that he should prepare more handkerchiefs in the future.

Duan Chengyuan's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes and met Fang Yanzhou's eyes.

Fang Yanzhou withdrew his hand: "Awake?"

Duan Chengyuan's delicate cheeks were covered with red marks. He blinked blankly and stared at Fang Yanzhou blankly: "Ang..."

Fang Yanzhou asked: "Are you hungry?"

No need to guess, he must be hungry.

Sure enough, Duan Chengyuan rubbed his sleepy eyes, obviously not awake yet, but he said obediently: "I'm hungry."

Fang Yanzhou looked at his dark eyes and couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth: "I'll ask the servants to prepare dinner. You can stay here tonight and eat, okay?"

Really, so stupid.

Duan Chengyuan had gradually come to his senses. Seeing the smile on Fang Yanzhou's face, he also smiled foolishly: "Okay."

Fang Yanzhou couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he stood up and said, "Go wash your face first. I'll ask someone to prepare dinner."

Duan Chengyuan said blankly: "Ah...oh..."

After Fang Yanzhou came back, he asked the servants to put down the cakes and left.

Turning around, I found that the ink on Duan Chengyuan's face had been washed off.

Before he could say anything, Duan Chengyuan had already run up to him, with his hands on his hips, fangs bared, looking extremely "fierce".

"Were you just making fun of me?"

He only came to his senses now.

He asked Sister Yanzhou why she was laughing for no reason, and it turned out to be because of the ink on his face.

He looked so ugly, and was seen by Sister Yanzhou, what should he do...

Fang Yanzhou looked at his little fangs, and the fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly.

"No, Chengyuan is very cute, why would he laugh at you?"

He took Duan Chengyuan's hand and walked to the desk: "Let's take a look at the calligraphy you practiced."

Duan Chengyuan was led by him in a daze, forgetting his original purpose: "Oh... so that's it..."

Sister Yanzhou praised him for being cute.

hey-hey……

Hehehe...

Fang Yanzhou looked at the densely packed scribbles on the paper and said against his will, "Well written."

If he didn't know what characters Duan Chengyuan was practicing, he might never recognize what they were in his life.

It wasn't like this when he first wrote it...

When Duan Chengyuan heard Fang Yanzhou praising him, his eyes lit up instantly, and the pigtail behind him swayed: "Really? Really?"

It turns out he is very smart!

He picked up the paper and folded it: "I will take it back to show Dad and Mom later."

Then daddy and mommy will never call him stupid again!

Fang Yanzhou quickly stopped him: "No."

Duan Chengyuan was puzzled: "Why?"

Fang Yanzhou's eyes wandered, and he said guiltily: "I...I want to save it."

Duan Chengyuan didn't even think twice and stuffed the paper into Fang Yanzhou's hands, smiling warmly and sweetly: "Okay, as long as Sister Yanzhou wants it, I'll give it to her."

Fang Yanzhou was silent for a while, put away the paper and turned his eyes away.

He replied softly: "Hmm..."

Children just say whatever they want.