C290 His Husband Was Bitter
C290 His Husband Was Bitter
Fu Nuan subconsciously protected her collar, not letting him "succeed. "
"Celebrate. "
The man's deep and magnetic voice lingered beside her ear, somewhat bewitching.
"What kind of celebration is this?"
Fu Nuan grabbed his big hand that was causing trouble and pretended to glare at him in anger.
She thought he would come again. She did not want to. . .
Prof. Rong got off the bed and looked at the woman meaningfully.
"Well, this way of celebrating is indeed not new, so let's change the way. "
Change the way?
The woman didn't understand, but it didn't sound like a good thing.
"The clothes I bought for you last time, show them to me. Hmm?"
Clothes?
She racked her brains for a while before recalling what exactly he meant by" clothes. "Her cheeks flushed red, and she immediately rejected him. " No! Those clothes. . . Are not suitable for me. "
"I bought them according to your size. They are definitely suitable. "
Is this the main point?
Fu Nuan was extremely speechless. However, President Rong, who was full of action, had already taken out the clothes from the cabinet.
JK uniform. . . .
She dared to say that she would let her return to the tenth. . . Years ago, she was too embarrassed to dress like this.
"I don't want to. "
"Didn't you say you wanted to celebrate?"
"How can you be like this? It's you who wants to celebrate for me, okay? And you want me to wear it according to your preferences!"
The little woman snorted in dissatisfaction. However, when she looked at the clothes, she felt embarrassed, let alone wearing them.
"Are you happy to be an associate professor?"
Huh?
Fu Nuan curled her lips. There was no response for a moment. Wasn't he talking about the uniform just now?
It was really that GET did not understand Prof. Rong's jumping thinking. He did not understand but still nodded and answered truthfully. "I'm happy. "
"If you're happy, shouldn't you make me happy too?"
Well, his wife was happy alone, and his husband was bitter.
Fu Nuan was silent and bit her lower lip. It seemed that it was not wrong to say so.
But. . .
"Then change your request. Other than this, anything else is fine!" A certain girl solemnly promised.
"Oh? Anything else?"
The man's eyes flashed with a light, and his lips curled into a smile of success.
Fu Nuan nodded, which was exactly what he wanted.
"Since that is the case, then I will reluctantly accept that maid outfit. "
Huh? What maid outfit?
Seeing the playful smile on Rong and the corner of her mouth, she realized that she had been tricked just now!
Prof. Rong's move was to retreat in order to advance. On the surface, he was giving her another choice, but in fact, he was simply letting her fall into another pit!
"Don't. . . "
"You just agreed, anything is fine. "
The man gently stroked her lips with his finger and said in a hoarse voice, "Or do you want me to help you change?"
"No, I won't choose anyone!"
Fu Nuan continued to "stubbornly resist" and then her eyes lit up and started to pretend to be pitiful -
"I'm so tired from work today. I'm so sleepy. Can I sleep?"
She smiled with a fawning expression. As she spoke, she crawled into the man's embrace.
However, Rong Yu was determined to use her clothes tonight. Naturally, he would not let her go easily.
"This isn't the correct answer. Choose again. "
Fu Nuan wanted to refuse again, but she did not say anything. She was stopped by a single sentence from the man -
"If you want to choose again and choose the wrong answer, you will be punished. "
As for the 'punishment' that he spoke of, she was very clear about it.
Prof. Rong loved "punishment. " She was the kind of person who would not stop until the middle of the night!
She did not doubt that if she refused now, her back would be sore and her legs would cramp up tomorrow morning. She might not even be able to get out of bed.
Fu Nuan was filled with regret. Why was she standing there blindly just now?
Seriously. . . The hole she dug could only be filled up by herself.
Faced with the choice of two choices, if she had to choose. . . The JK uniform was much better than the maid uniform.
When she saw the maid attire, she couldn't help but recall the scene from that day. Old Mrs. Rong and aunt. . . The past is unbearable to look back on!
As she was in a dilemma, a man's mocking voice sounded by her ear.
"Prof. Fu, it is so difficult to choose. Why don't I choose for you?"
"Don't! I will do it myself!"
Fu Nuan hurriedly stopped him. Finally, she gritted her teeth and took the uniform to the bathroom. She locked the door behind her.
The internal struggle went on for ten minutes. Finally, she had no choice but to put it on.
In the mirror, she looked like she was wearing a JK uniform. Originally, she looked younger than her actual age. With the student uniform and the plain face of Qingshui Hibiscus, she really looked like a high school student.
She took a deep breath, summoned her courage, opened the bathroom door, and slowly walked out with small steps.
. . .
While she was changing her clothes, Rong Yu changed into his pajamas. He knew that she would be embarrassed if she was thin-skinned, so he let her stay inside for a long time and did not rush her.
Not long after, there was a creaking sound from the bathroom. The door opened.
He slowly looked up and saw the woman standing at the door of the bathroom. Her fingers nervously pinched her skirt and she looked like she was in a hurry.
"Nuan, come here. "
Hearing that, Fu Nuan lowered her head even lower and wished that she could find a pile of sand to bury her face in. She was unable to take that step for a long time.
The room was silent for a few seconds, and then a man's soft sigh and light footsteps could be heard.
Rong Yu walked in front of her and lifted her chin with his slender fingers.
This time, she had no chance to dodge. Her trembling eyes met the man's dark black pupils.
"That's right. "
“. . . ”
His powerful arm lifted her horizontally. Caught off guard, she cried out in a low voice, "Ah!" Her arm consciously wrapped around his shoulder.
The warm light in the bedroom added an ambiguous atmosphere to the atmosphere between the two.
The man walked to the bedside and put her on the bed. He looked at her with interest.
The light was not too bright. It was half bright and half dark. It illuminated the woman's beautiful face, but it coincidentally covered the faint blush on her face.
Rong Yu bent down and closed the distance between the two of them. A hoarse voice sounded beside her ear, "Nuan. "
She unconsciously grabbed the man's shirt and gently closed her eyes. Her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.
Then her thin and cold lips fell on her eyelashes. . .
A wave of coldness hit her and she couldn't help but shiver. Her fair arms wrapped around the man's neck.
"Mrs. Rong, have a good promotion. "
Looking at the well-behaved wife in his arms, the corners of the man's lips slowly raised, and a hint of slyness flashed through his eyes.
Reality proved that as long as Prof. Rong wanted, there would always be a way to eat up and wipe out his little wife!