She is the palm of the third master

Recently, the imperial capital has become more and more uncertain, and he must work hard as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if something happened, he would not be able to protect himself, how could he talk about protecting the Yang family?What's more, Second Grandpa and those people have come back from California, and they all look like tigers.

If he doesn't show some skills, the people from Second Grandpa's side will probably take over the position of Patriarch.

The corner of Feng Ge's mouth curled up: "I like men, and I like good-looking men. I covet beautiful women the most. I don't know if your grandfather mentioned it to you."

Yang Xize was slightly taken aback.

I don't know why Feng Ge suddenly mentioned this point, but said: "Your hobby is quite unique, I thought people like you should only like research."

"Tsk, what's so good about research? It's boring, except that these old men and Qin Mian like it. I don't care. It's better to have fun in time."

Yang Xize felt that what Feng Ge said was quite reasonable.

But he didn't agree with him, and said directly: "If you don't study, you won't make progress. We still need talents. Your thinking is not good."

"Yo, you know how to teach me?" Feng Ge walked over, put his hand against Yang Xize's cheek and touched it, "Child, call me sister, I don't think you are very old."

Yang Xize said: "You don't look very old, aren't you friends with Qin Mian? She and I are classmates, so we are about the same age."

Feng Ge squinted at Yang Xize.

Beautiful eyes, sparkling incomparably.

She sneered: "Who said Qin Mian is the same age as me? She is a pervert, but she is a few years younger than me, and Qin Mian would call me sister, let alone you."

Looking at Feng Ge's face, Yang Xize felt that she was too young to be called sister.

He said: "Teacher Feng Ge, let's start. I will help you. If there is anything you need to do, just call me. Do you start from here?"

Feng Ge raised his hand and patted Yang Xize's head, and said coldly: "Don't move around, the equipment here has its own rules, if you touch it randomly, it will affect the results of the experiment, didn't your grandfather teach you?"

"No, I didn't go here before, just study hard."

"Heh, it's really a grandson, it's really good to protect him." I don't know if this sentence is mocking, Feng Ge only glanced at Yang Xize, "It's not so easy to follow me."

"Teacher, I know."

Feng Ge said lightly: "Don't call me teacher, call me old, call me sister."

Yang Xize shook his head and said, "This is respect, otherwise I'll call you Feng Ge?"

Is it respect to be called by name?

Feng Ge narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yang Xize, and lightly opened his thin lips and said, "It's up to you."

"cough--"

Yang Xize was about to speak, but was interrupted by Feng Ge. She threw a document over and said, "Look at these, and ask me if you don't understand. Never mind you."

"it is good."

Seeing that people are still disobedient, Feng Ge looked away, but didn't continue to say anything.

Yang Xize also hooked the corners of his lips, and sat opposite Feng Ge.

Looking at Feng Ge while looking at the documents, she is really beautiful, from beginning to end, meticulous, delicate and outrageous.

Looking at it, Yang Xize only felt that his cheeks were a little blushing, and a little hotter.

Feng Ge looked up, and found that Yang Xize's eyes were dodging, she frowned and said, "What are you doing, are you so absent-minded when you ask you to do something small?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Feng Ge said coldly: "Your grandfather asked you to come and follow me. I should have told you about my temper. If you continue like this, leave here. I don't accept students who are not paying attention, and your grandfather should have told you How to teach students."

"You know it in your heart, so I don't need to say more!"

Mr. Yang likes to dig into the horns, and teaching students is like purgatory.

In the first few years when Feng Ge dealt with Mr. Yang, he was also tortured enough. During that time, only Qin Mian could complete the task carelessly.

The rest of the people were as tired as dogs, that's why they thought Qin Mian was a pervert.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with divine power, she obviously stayed in the laboratory for a long time, but the myth has always remained.

Old Yang's strictness is not something ordinary people can bear, Feng Ge looked at Yang Xize suspiciously, and was also curious in his heart.

As the grandson of Mr. Yang, why did Mr. Yang not personally teach him, but let him live an ordinary life in the school? This is unreasonable. Could it be that Mr. Yang...

Feng Ge's eyes suddenly shrank.

She pinched her chin with both hands, and she would do this little trick whenever she felt strange, it became a habit and she couldn't change it.

Could it be that Mr. Yang has other ideas and wants Yang Xize to retreat behind the scenes, which makes him no different from ordinary people?

But is it possible?

The Yang family's status in the imperial capital is very important, even if they want to quit, it is not something that Mr. Yang can do alone, so now Mr. Yang is under pressure to hand over Yang Xize to her?

It doesn't make sense.

It was too late, Feng Ge couldn't figure it out, the look in the bottom of his eyes became darker and darker, and Yang Xize's heart shrank slightly when he saw it.

Yeah, what is this woman thinking?
He didn't speak at all, the deepness in his eyes almost brought him into the abyss.

"Feng Ge?" Yang Xize called out tentatively.

Feng Ge came back to his senses at this moment, glanced at him, and said coldly: "Do you know why your grandfather handed you over to me?"

"You said you wanted me to learn from you, and that your ability is second only to Qin Mian, and it's my honor to be taught by you." Yang Xize didn't even want to answer directly.

Feng Ge reached out to lift Yang Xize's chin, narrowed his eyes and said, "You think I will believe this sentence? Yang Xize, I'm not a fool, if you want to lie to me, you have to see if you can act."

"Your grandpa can't even fool me in front of me, let alone your little grandson?" Feng Ge pursed his lips and said expressionlessly: "Son, tell me, what's going on?"

Yang Xize closed his eyes, only feeling that the place where she touched his skin was extremely hot.

He was so hot that he almost suffocated.

Almost unable to catch his breath, Yang Xize pursed his lips, moved to the side and said, "There is no other reason, just as I said, believe it or not, it's up to you."

Feng Ge pulled his hand away, took out the document and hit Yang Xize on the head, and said coldly: "Child, I don't think you are good at all."

"I……"

Yang Xize originally wanted to defend himself, but Feng Ge no longer had the time to listen to him.

Reaching out and knocking on the table, he said, "Look at your file, don't tell me again, and ask me about other things you don't understand. From now on, we don't need to say a word!"

Is this hated?

Yang Xize's eyes dimmed, but he quickly recovered, took the document and read it.

Feng Ge pursed her lips lightly, turned around and walked outside.

She wanted to ask Mr. Yang for clarification, but she searched all over the room, but found no Mr. Yang, only an old man surnamed Zhu sitting on a chair eating.

"Dean Zhu, I have something to ask you."

While eating, Dean Zhu looked at Feng Ge and said, "What's the matter with you? If you want to ask Yang Xize, I can only answer you that I don't know. Feel free to ask the rest of the questions."

Tsk, you're on guard!