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But the more Yan Xiu thought about it, the more something was wrong, but it couldn't stop his sleepiness. He only slept for four hours last night, and now he was so sleepy that he just wanted to sleep.

Slowly, he fell asleep again.

Seeing Yan Xiu fell asleep, he pretended to get up by himself, but when he went downstairs, he saw a young man he didn't know in the living room.

"Uncle Chen, who is he?"

"Oh, this is Mr.'s friend, just call him Master Shang," the butler introduced with a smile.

"Hi, Young Master Shang," Gu Changyun obediently called out, then yawned and walked towards the dining table, because breakfast was already prepared there.

But Shang Zhe frowned slightly. For the sake of safety, he was not prepared to recognize Changyun, but the other party really didn't recognize him?

No doubt at all?

......

It is actually very difficult to imitate a person, not only the tone of action, but also the small movements of Changyun, including taste and hobbies.

The real Changyun likes to drink soy milk, and also likes to drink sweet soy milk, but the current 'Changyun' likes to drink pure milk.

Originally, Changyun liked to eat beef buns and vermicelli buns, and he ate three of them every day, but now "Changyun" likes Western-style breakfast.

Therefore, when the first sip of sweet soy milk entered his throat, Jia Changyun inevitably showed a look of disgust.

Xin said that it is indeed a lowly countryman who likes to drink this kind of thing.

But he didn't dare to expose it, because there were housekeepers and servants beside him, what if someone saw the clue?Isn't it worth the candle.

Pretending to like it and drank the soy milk, he picked up the steamed stuffed bun to eat again, but...

Oh my god, why are buns spicy?Not to mention the morning, even in normal times he has a bland taste, this... how can he eat it?

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

The servant at breakfast was a little flustered, "This is all prepared according to your previous taste. Is the soy milk not sweet enough?"

No one at home knows how to make the beef buns that Chang Yun likes, so he always buys them outside.

Knowing that Changyun was back, they went to the bun shop early in the morning to buy his favorite beef buns and vermicelli buns.

As for soy milk?That's what she did.

Afraid that Taste Cloud would not find it sweet enough, she secretly took a sip and thought it was the same as before.

How could you be disliked?

Fake Changyun waved his hands hastily, "No, I just had a drink outside last night, and the smell hasn't gone down yet, and I feel a little uncomfortable being washed away by the sweet and spicy taste."

Is that so?

"Then let's have a bowl of porridge. I knew you'd come back, and I specially cooked lean meat porridge for you."

The servant's tone was a little proud, not for anything else, just because both Changyun and Yan Xiu praised the meat porridge she cooked was very delicious, especially Changyun, after three buns, you can have another bowl.

She eats very happily every time, and she has a sense of accomplishment.

"it is good."

He had no choice but to agree, but when he looked at the greasy porridge mixed with countless pieces of meat, he couldn't help but want to curse.

What does this bitch taste like?Can't it be normal early in the morning?

But what can he do, he has to grit his teeth and eat it, and he has to look like he is enjoying it, and he has to smile and give his thumbs up to the servant aunt.

Three steamed buns, a cup of soy milk, and a large bowl of meat porridge, I almost felt sick after eating it.

I cursed Zhentaoyun a hundred times in my heart, did I eat so much early in the morning because I wanted to go to heaven?Does he not support it?

"Tianyun, and your favorite blueberry cake, would you like a piece?"

"..."

Fake Changyun hurriedly waved his hand, "No more, no more, I'm already full."

The servant was a little puzzled, "You used to have a big piece of cake after eating these, but today you only eat this? Are you hungry?"

"No, no, my appetite has become smaller recently, and I can't eat that much."

"Okay then, take it in the refrigerator when you're hungry."

"Ok."

God!Only now did he realize that Chang Yun had such a big appetite.

He is really a countryman, he eats and eats and pays, and he can't get on the stage.

......

Shang Zhe witnessed the whole process, stood up, walked towards Changyun, and sat opposite him, "You are Changyun?"

"Yes!"

Fake Changyun nodded hastily, and then asked back: "Master Shang has heard of me?"

Shang Zhe nodded, "I heard from Yan Xiu that he said you are cute and fun."

"Really?" Chang Yun agreed with a smile, "Did he say anything else?"

"I told you about your life experience and personality hobbies."

Shang Zhe said with a smile: "I found it interesting to hear it, so I wanted to see what kind of person it is that can move the heart of Yan Xiu, who has always had eyes above his head."

Fake Changyun didn't speak, just smiled.

Shang Zhe continued: "I also heard him talk about your friends. I heard that one of them is a family doctor here?"

Picking up the high-quality black tea offered by the servant, Shang Zhe took a sip, but his eyes were fixed on Changyun, watching his every movement.

Just now, he lost that sense of familiarity with Changyun.

He has known Changyun for nearly nine months. He is familiar with Changyun's various habits and movements. Because he was a doctor before, he is even familiar with Changyun's body.

More than breath?

People who aren't martial arts probably don't understand that the so-called aura is a person's own, unrepeatable, innate aura.

A person's face can be deceiving, and body movements can also be imitated and changed, but the breath alone cannot be copied.

That's why after so many years, he still hasn't escaped from his family's pursuit.

He can pretend to be anyone, but he can't change his breath. He can fool strangers, but he can't fool people who have known him before.

But in front of him, tasting the breath of the cloud is not right.

Hearing this person ask about Qing Shaoyu, he pretended to pick out a few from the materials he had memorized.

"You mean Shaoyu? He was indeed Yan Xiu's family doctor before, and we got to know each other only because he treated me."

Shang Zhe nodded, and then pretended to gossip and asked in a low voice, "Let me ask you, does Yan Xiu have any special hobbies in bed?"

"He usually hides it too well. He looks sanctimonious all day long. Maybe he becomes perverted in private? Tell me, how is he?"

Fake Taste Cloud: "..."

"No, he treats me very well."

Pretending to taste Yun's mouth, he took another sip of the unpalatable sweet soy milk, but he couldn't help but frowned again.

But he wasn't worried, anyway, Shang Zhe didn't know him.

......

And until this moment, Shang Zhe was 100% sure that the person in front of him was definitely not Changyun.

Even though his actions were pretending, even if he found a suitable excuse to explain why he didn't like sweet soy milk, he was still exposed.

Just because of that sentence: Just because he saw a doctor for me, so we became acquainted.

It can only be said that he and Changyun met because of seeing a doctor, but they didn't know each other because of seeing a doctor.

On the contrary, because it hurt his private parts, Chang Yun was very afraid to face himself at first, for fear that he would look down on him because of it.

In terms of real familiarity, it was because of the time he fell from the tree, and because he caught him, Chang Yun admired and thanked him very much.

After a long time, they gradually became friends.

But this man doesn't know anything.

......

Now that he knew the truth, Shang Zhe didn't have the heart to chat with him anymore, and sat back on the sofa, wondering where the real Changyun would be?

Was it captured by someone from his own family?Or was he caught by the person behind Yan Xiu?

Or, did they team up?

He naturally knew what the family behind him was capable of. This face was so realistic that it was definitely by those people.

Looking at the movements that Fake Changyun imitated vividly, it must not be learned overnight.

So, was this conspiracy planned a long time ago?

Thinking of this, Shang Zhe looked up and looked upstairs, thinking that Yan Xiu didn't realize that the person next to his pillow had been swapped?

Or did he not recognize Yan Xiu at all?

......

After all, Yan Xiu didn't sleep for eight hours. He woke up naturally around ten o'clock. When he got up and went downstairs, he saw Changyun lying on the sofa and watching the phone.

And merchants?He was sitting and reading a book, a book called "Alive".

Yan Xiu wanted to laugh, this person still likes to read this kind of book?

"Sir, do you want to eat now?" The cooking aunt saw him going downstairs and asked hurriedly.

"Have you cooked porridge? I can smell it," Yan Xiu asked.

"Yes," the servant said with a smile, "I soaked it last night, and boiled it this morning. I also specially added more meat. Chang Yun's favorite food."

Chang Yun on the sofa hastily turned around and lay down on the sofa with a giggle and said, "I ate a big bowl."

Almost made it to him to see Max.

I don't know why Changyun has such a large appetite, a cup of soy milk, three steamed buns, a large bowl of porridge, and dishes to serve with the porridge.

God, none of his huskies are so edible.

"If you like it, let auntie make it for you every day."

"......it is good."

Yan Xiu went to the restaurant for dinner, Chang Yun followed him, Shang Zhe glanced sideways, and continued to watch "To Live".

......

"What? Still want to eat?" Kan Changyun came over, and Yan Xiu reached out to touch his stomach, "We will have lunch later, don't eat too much."

Perhaps because he is still growing, Chang Yun has always had a big appetite.

"Uh-huh."

Someone nodded hastily, he was just imitating Changyun's living habits, not that he still wanted to eat.

There is no way, the original Changyun loves to watch Yan Xiu while he is eating, and occasionally he will act like a baby and ask Yan Xiu to feed him or something.

And myself...

It's okay to act like a baby, but as long as he thinks about eating like that every day in the future, his eyes will go dark.

Yan Xiu was meditating while eating, why did he feel that the people around him were so strange?Obviously not yesterday morning.

Glancing at Shang Zhe next to him, he seemed to think of something, and asked, "You're going to start school tomorrow, do you need me to see you off?"

"Of course," Chang Yun said with a smile: "You will send me to school tomorrow morning, and you have to pick me up after school."

"it is good."

In response, he lowered his head, and Yan Xiu continued to drink the porridge, but his heart was filled with murmurs.