The sky was shining, and Fu Heng didn't even need to open his eyes to find that he had a warm body in his arms.
He carefully pulled out his arms, pulled up the quilt that was kicked in the corner and carefully covered her, and then gently moved to get up and go to the bathroom to wash.
The sound of splashing water awakened Qing Qing from his sleep.
She rubbed her eyes sleepily, got up with a hen-house-like miscellaneous hair, and sat alone on the big bed in a daze.
When Fu Heng came out of washing, he saw her look so confused.
He had been accustomed to it, naturally he went forward, picked up the person, and directly took him back to the bathroom to wash her up.
The warm towel covered his face and rubbed with moderate strength. It was too comfortable. Qingqing's originally sober consciousness began to be confused again.
"Take it yourself, I'll cook for you."
Putting toothpaste on the electric toothbrush and stuffing it into Qingqing's mouth, Fu Heng turned around and went out, leaving Qingqing alone in the bathroom to continue to beat himself.
After breakfast is done, Qingqing slowly put on a mask and swayed out.
She doesn't wear makeup, but the necessary skin care is still not sloppy.
Sitting at the dining table, grabbing the breakfast Fu Heng gave her, Qing Qing asked curiously as he ate, "Where are we going today?"
She can still remember what Fu Heng told her before going to bed last night.
"You came to sleep with me again last night."
Fu Heng didn't answer directly, and started a new topic.
"I can't sleep alone." Qingqing coquettishly tried to get through.
She didn't lie either, her body was used to Fu Heng's breath, and now she was really unaccustomed to letting her sleep alone.
After tossing for an hour or two, she couldn't fall asleep, but as soon as she lay next to Fu Heng, she instantly became sleepy and fell asleep after a while.
Qingqing didn't'crawl the bed' once or twice. Fu Heng said of her every time, but she just didn't change it after repeated teachings.
"We are a legal husband and wife, what happened to us when we sleep together?" Qingqing was annoyed by being said occasionally, and Qingqing could justly refute him with these words.
Fu Heng was often unable to refute at this time.
Sleeping together is really fine, but he doesn't believe in his self-control, and this little bastard has no consciousness, and consciously or unconsciously challenges his bottom line every time.
"You are not allowed to skim off the fruit."
Pushing the fruit tray secretly pushed away by Qing Qing, Fu Heng stared at her strictly, not allowing her to be picky eaters.
"I don't like eating dragon fruit!"
Qing Qing muttered softly, still not daring to rebel blatantly, so he could only eat the dragon fruit obediently.
Both sons
Not at home, the couple are ready to go out after breakfast.
I don't know where to go. In order to prevent the need to walk a lot, Qingqing puts on a pair of white shoes, which is more convenient than high heels or flat shoes.
Paired with shoes, she wore a sporty and casual outfit with a ponytail tied, giving her a youthful and energetic look.
In comparison, although Fu Heng is also dressed in casual clothes, even if he is also well maintained and does not appear old, his too serious temperament has been taken advantage of by Qing Qing.
The two stood together, not like a couple, but like a parent with a child.
"Uncle, let's go, let's go, you are the only one." Qing Qing took Fu Heng's hand and ran out excitedly.
Fu Heng followed her behind her back, raising his eyebrows slightly.
Uncle
He is only two years older than her, which is called old.
The two got into the car, without calling the driver, only Fu Heng drove the car and set off together to the unknown destination.
Qingqing looked at the outside scenery curiously, and found that the street scene was still familiar. It seemed that they would not leave the city.
The car drove straight into the university town and stopped in the middle of the campus with the largest area.
"Here is...?" Qing Qing leaned on the window and probed his head.
"Our alma mater, aren't you curious about which university you will go to in the future?"
"Isn't it?" Qingqing was a little shocked: "How can I be admitted to Jinda University!"
This is the key university in their province, not inferior to Capital University. Relatively speaking, the admission score is also something that people look up to.
Since her family knows about her family affairs, Qingqing still remembers that her grades fell after she entered high school. The head teacher talked to her at the beginning and said that she had no problem getting into a book, but it was a bit hanged if she wanted to be admitted to Jinda.
Their head teacher has never been aimless, saying this is actually saying that the probability of her passing the exam is very small.
So Qingqing thought that she really couldn't pass the exam, but she didn't expect to pass the exam in the end.
She really deserves it!
The shameless guy started to boast.
Fu Heng and Qingqing got out of the car, but instead of leaving immediately, they went to the trunk to get things.
"What are you holding?" Qingqing leaned over to look.
I saw Fu Heng took out a bouquet of flowers and a gift box.
"Today is Professor Zhang Xia's birthday. As his students, we should naturally visit the elderly."
"Professor Zhang Xia?" At present, there is no such person in Qingqing's memory.
"It's our professional tutor in college, your and my research
Health Doctoral Supervisor. "Fu Heng explained.
"Huh, I actually got admitted to graduate school?"
Qingqing looked surprised. Her focus was obviously on the three words'graduate': "I thought I would go abroad for further studies."
This is a common route taken by people born in their families.
Going to university, going abroad for further studies, or going abroad directly after graduating from high school, there are some who stay in the country to study, but very few.
Qingqing thought that she would also be arranged for her studies in this way, but she did not expect that she would actually go the other way.
"Many domestic schools are good, and you have been admitted to the provincial key Jinda University, so naturally you don't have to go abroad to mix your education. The most important thing is..."
Fu Heng paused, turned his head, Qingqing couldn't prevent him from crashing into his arms, and he was wrapped around his slender waist: "I'm here, where do you want to go?"
The white and tender cheeks gradually climbed into crimson, and the heat surged, and Qingqing had to leave a large furnace quickly, so as to avoid the risk of burning his brain.
"I remember you said that I married you before graduating from university, right?" I grabbed the flower from Fu Heng's hand and stood in front of my face, just to prevent her from being seen.
"Yeah." Fu Heng also corrected her sick words: "Marry me when I reach the legal marriage age."
Is there a difference between the two
Not all things happened during her college years.
"Then when I was pregnant with Ajin, wouldn't I still go to school?"
She was found pregnant almost within two months of her marriage. At that time, her junior year had just started school, and she must have not graduated.
When I mentioned this topic, Qingqing couldn't help but dream about it.
Think about her having a big belly, studying on campus, her classmates are still ignorant, but she is already married and mother... This scene is too exciting, she dare not watch it.
Seeing that Qing Qing was almost buried in the bouquet, a smile flashed across Fu Heng's eyes.
He knew what his wife was thinking, after all, she was very lively when she was pregnant, and he liked to mutter in front of him about everything.
The hand that didn't take the gift gently embraced Qingqing's back waist, and took her forward with an affectionate gesture.
"You are too thin, and you are not fat when you are pregnant. The time you are pregnant is just when it is cold. There are so many piles of clothes. No one even knows that you have been pregnant after your baby is born."
Except for Qingqing's friends and their counselors.
Professor Zhang Xia was also one of the insiders, and gave her a lot of help when Qingqing was pregnant and went to school, so Fu Heng was very grateful to this respected old professor.
Professor Zhang Xia is 70 years old this year, an age when he should have retired.
Just learn
The school couldn't bear this talent, so he specifically returned to hire with a high salary after his retirement, begging the old teachers to come back to teach.
It just so happened that the old teacher who had taught all his life couldn't stay at home, so he simply accepted the school's re-employment and ran back to continue teaching the students.
However, he no longer accepts disciples or students. He only works as a subject teacher. He comes to give a few classes a week, and occasionally gives lectures, and other times he still enjoys his retirement life.
Fu Heng had specifically inquired about it before coming, and he knew that Professor Zhang would have a class at nine o'clock this morning.
It is now 8:30. According to Professor Zhang's habit, he will definitely come to the school to prepare lessons in advance, so if you find this point, there is a high probability that there will be someone in the office.
Facts proved that Fu Heng's guess was correct.
Professor Zhang is not only in the office, but there are even many people in it.
These people range from successful people in suits and leather collars to young-faced students, but without exception, they are all Professor Zhang's students.
Fu Heng is not surprised. Professor Zhang is full of peaches and plums, and he is not the only one who will come.
But the most dazzling must be them.
As soon as Qing Qing stepped into the door with Qing Qing, everyone's sights immediately came over.
There are some overlapping circles, and many people know them. When they see them two, the scene is inexplicably quiet.
It's like seeing the dean coming to inspect.
The scene was silent, or Professor Zhang, who was surrounded by him, took the lead to break the silence: "It's Fu Heng, and Gu Qingqing, why are you two also here?"
"Look at what you said. Today is your seventieth birthday. We are students here to congratulate you. This is the flower I picked together with Fu Heng and gave it to you."
Qingqing's decent and playful remarks alleviated the atmosphere of the scene, and took advantage of the opportunity to borrow flowers to present the Buddha, coaxing Professor Zhang to smile.
"I haven't seen you in many years, you are still so lively, very good and very good." Taking the flowers, not minding that there are several bunches on the table, Professor Zhang placed the Qingqing in the middle place.
"Professor, this is a gift from us."
Fu Heng also took a step forward and gave the gift he had prepared to Professor Zhang.
Unexpectedly, Professor Zhang, who was still smiling and receiving flowers a moment ago, would be stunned in the next moment, sternly scolded Fu Heng and asked him to take back the gift.
"Take it quickly, old man, I am not teaching and educating people for the sake of receiving gifts."
Flowers can be collected. When the time comes, they will turn around and send them to other offices. It is also good for all the teachers to smell the flowers together, but the gifts are definitely not accepted by Professor Zhang.
Fu Heng was a little helpless, but he also knew Professor Zhang's temperament: "This is not a valuable item."
"I don't want it because it's not expensive, take it, I have the money to buy what I want, and you don't need to give it away!" He waved his hand like a fly, plainly disgusted.