Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

"To be honest, I'm happy to see that you're jealous. "    

Fu Nuan silently stared at him and was speechless.    

"How can there be someone like you. . . "    

Although she was unwilling to let him go, but in fact, the uneasiness in her heart was far better than jealousy.    

The little girl Fu Nuan leaned in his arms and said in a muffled voice, "I just suddenly realized. . . That I don't understand your past at all. "    

Rong Yinn had grown up with him since a very young age. This Ye Qingxuan was the closest woman to him when he was studying abroad. They had participated in many of his past, those. . . Those past that she did not know about.    

She was very clear that it was meaningless to fuss about these things. But when Ye Qingxuan said word by word about their past, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart.    

"Silly. "    

The man smiled and pushed her into his arms, and a deep voice slowly flowed out from his lips.    

"I also did not participate in your past, but we still have a future. "    

"I understand everything you say. "    

Fu Nuan looked up at his pitch-black eyes and was instantly speechless.    

After a long while, she helplessly waved her hand. She softly muttered: "But I just can't help being jealous. . . What can I do?"    

Prof. Rong was in a good mood when he heard his wife admit that he was jealous. The corners of his mouth curled into a charming smile.    

"Alright, I'll tell you everything you want to know. "    

Fu Nuan thought for a while and a light flashed in her mind.    

"When Rong Yinn entered the Rong family, how old were you?"    

The man thought for a while and replied, "About ten years old. "    

He looked at the woman doubtfully, not knowing what she was going to do.    

"If that's the case, then. . . You can start with what happened before you went to primary school!"    

After saying that, Fu Nuan proudly raised the corner of her lips and left the man's embrace. Her gaze indicated that he could begin.    

She felt that her idea was very good. It was just like this, she wanted to understand him better than any other woman! It would be best if he started when he was a baby!    

The man could not help but laugh.    

"Before primary school? Do you really believe in my memory?"    

Fu Nuan curled her lips and said, "You are Prof. Rong. You are different from ordinary people. "    

She was still waiting for Rong Yu to speak, but she did not expect to be pushed onto the bed by someone in the next second.    

"You. . . What are you doing!? Tell me properly, I haven't calmed down yet. . . Wu. . . "    

Before she could finish speaking, the man sealed her chattering lips with a kiss.    

"Mmm. . . "    

Her face was red from the kiss, and she could barely breathe, but she could not speak.    

After a long time, the man finally let go of her with his demonic feet, and his fingertips lightly rubbed the corners of his mouth. He seemed to have a bit of soul-stealing 'beauty'.    

Uh. . . It seemed that using this word to describe Prof. Rong was not appropriate.    

"Did you kiss a fool? Come back to your senses. "    

The man snapped his fingers beside her ear, and only then did she wake up from the dream. She was secretly ashamed.    

They were all married to Prof. Rong. After so many years, my old wife is still captivated by his "beauty. " She's too cowardly!    

"You. . . You are cheating on me! Promise me that you will tell me what happened before!"    

"Okay. "    

The man nodded with a serious expression and then added: "The next time I bring you back to the old residence, you can communicate with old madame. She definitely knows more than me. "    

Fu Nuan,. . .    

Alright. In this kind of matter, she would never be able to win against the "cunning" Prof. Rong.    

"Rather than struggling with the past, it's better to hurry up and create the future. "    

The man leaned over and stared at her. His slightly red face and long fingers gently outlined her outline.    

"Create a future?"    

By the time she understood what the man meant, it was already too late.    

"Mrs. Rong, did you forget what I said?"    

The man's face was right in front of her, and a warm breath sprayed on her neck.    

"Nuan, let's have a child. "    

His voice was soft and gentle beside her ear. His voice was like the sound of nature but also like the singing of a sea demon, making her unable to refuse, unable to resist. . .    

. . .    

After tossing and turning for a while, Fu Nuan rubbed her waist tiredly.    

On the other hand, someone was obviously the one who "put in effort" and he was a few years older than her, but he acted as if nothing had happened.    

Was there a need to make such a big difference?    

Could it be that she really should eat more red dates and wolfberries to feed herself?    

She lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling gloomily.    

Half an hour ago, the initiative was still in her hands, and she was still hoping to "turn over the serfs and sing" once.    

However, half an hour later, it was already like this.    

"The serfs were still the 'serfs', and they were still the pitiful ones that had been completely squeezed out.    

It was simply impossible to think about it. Just thinking about it made one cry!    

His body moved, and an awkward and uncomfortable feeling assaulted him.    

"Don't move first. Lie down. "    

The man stopped her from moving and carefully put a pillow on her waist.    

Fu Nuan stared blankly at the man who was doing something with a baffled expression.    

Rong Yu stared at her stomach with a playful expression, as if there was really a child inside.    

Only then did Fu Nuan come to a realization and her face instantly turned red.    

"Rong Yu, you're a bad guy!"    

"You are wrong. "    

Prof. Rong, the National Literature Department's Head of Department, began to munch on words.    

"It's good to have a son and a woman. Prof. Fu, what do you think?"    

Fu Nuan lightly snorted and did not start to talk to him.    

Son. . .    

Speaking of which, what did it feel like to have a son?    

Most of the parents were like that. Some had sons who missed their daughters, and some had daughters who missed their sons.    

However, when they gave birth to Xiaonuo, they suffered a lot.    

When she thought of those scenes, she was a little afraid.    

"I'm sorry. "    

The sudden apology made Fu Nuan confused.    

The man looked at her seriously and said, "When I gave birth to Xiaonuo, I was not by your side. I'm sorry. "    

As expected. . . He still cared about this matter in his heart.    

"If you are afraid and are not prepared, we will not give birth. "    

The man's large palm wrapped around her palm, a smile that made her feel incomparably warm and at ease was on his lips.    

"There are many homeless children in the welfare institute. We can adopt a boy. Or else, there will be Rong Yinn's children in the future. . . "    

"No!"    

Fu Nuan interrupted him and stared at his eyes and firmly said, "As long as you are here, I am not afraid. "    

After saying that, she seemed to have vented her anger in an instant and weakly asked, "You. . . Will be here, right? I will always be there. "    

At this moment, Fu Nuan completely did not notice the slyness that flashed across the man's eyes.    

His Nuan was really too cute. She was so easily deceived that her heart softened.    

"Yes, it has always been there. "    

The man kissed her gently on her forehead. He took her out of his arms and put out the night light on the bed. The two of them hugged each other and entered the dream safely.