The Professor's Husband Is Difficult To Please

Chapter 10: Poke you responsible?

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This time, Fu Nuan did not miss the fear that flashed in Yao Shujia's eyes, and saw the tears that were about to well in her eyes.

"I don't know, it's on my desk..."

The girl gradually raised her head, her delicate and fair face revealed an uneasy expression, and she took Fu Nuan's hand and choked—

"Teacher, I'm so scared..."

Fu Nuan could feel the cold and trembling hands holding her, and felt even more pity in her heart. He calmed down and comforted: "Don't be afraid, the teacher will check this out. You have to talk to your family when you return. . Don’t worry, the teacher will never let this kind of school violence happen."

"… Ok."

Seeing the girl in front of him nodded slowly, Fu Nuan urged again without worry.

"You must pay attention to safety and stay with other students as much as possible."

"I... I know."

Yao Shujia endured the tears in her eyes, looked at Fu Nuan timidly and nodded in response.

Fu Nuan personally sent the people back to the bedroom and apartment building. Watching the figure gradually disappear, she squeezed the threatening letter in her hand and returned to the office with a serious face.

At this time, most of the teachers hadn't finished class yet, so Fu Nuan could sit down quietly and think about how to deal with the matter.

She was lost in thought, but she even forgot her time off work.

until-

"Buzz..."

The phone vibrating on the table shocked Fu Nuan. She stared straight at the flashing line of "From today" message on the screen, and it took a long time to realize what it meant.

"..."

Fu Nuan picked up the phone and packed his bag, unwillingly dragged his steps to the parking lot with his backpack.

Along the way, I looked around like a thief, for fear of being seen by someone.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Fu Nuan couldn't wait to hide herself, and stood by the car slowly, waiting for Rong and appearing.

"Master Fu hasn't left yet?"

"Huh? Uh... I forgot to take something, so I'll leave in a while, huh..."

He laughed twice at the teacher who greeted him, and waited until the teachers around him were almost gone. Only the lonely Cayenne in front of Fu Nuan was exuding its special amethyst color.

"Let's go."

A sound of footsteps sounded from behind, and Fu Nuan turned his head when he heard the sound, only then did he see the handsome figure of the man striding forward.

She added in her heart: Fortunately, no one was seen, but fortunately, he still knew to avoid suspicion!

"Ok."

At this point, Fu Nuan naturally accepted the so-called "punishment", nodded and opened the car door and sat in the driving seat.

After watching Rong Yu get in the car, she felt a burst of nervousness inexplicably, and even the voice of her words trembled a little bit more.

"Director Rong, where do you live?"

Here, Rong Yu, who fastened his seat belt slowly, slowly turned his face to face the eyes that were staring at him, and his thin lips vomited—

"Jingyuan, Building One."

Rong Yu was talking about the address of his private apartment, and Fu Nuan also knew this place.

It is said that the people who can live there are either rich or noble. In short, they are all elites.

Then I searched the navigation on my phone and drove slowly on the road...

The car was quiet for a while, and neither of them spoke, but Fu Nuan's heart was chaotic.

For a while, thinking about the two people having a relationship when they met for the first time, and for a while thinking about everything that happened today, in short, it was a mess.

After driving for about twenty minutes, Fu Nuan watched the reminder on the navigation and parked the car steadily at the door of the independent apartment.

Thinking that she really sent people to "the door of the house".

If you dare to feel that others are sent home by men, how come you get to yourself and the other way around

The car had turned off, Fu Nuan felt relieved, but saw that the man next to him did not move.

Looking closely, Rong Yu seemed to be asleep leaning on the seat.

"Director Rong, you are here."

Fu Nuan blinked and reminded him softly, but thought in his heart,'Is this person really asleep? '

At this moment, the surrounding sky has completely dimmed, and the lights in the car are also dim.

Fu Nuan stared at the profile of the man in front of him. He really couldn't pick out any flaws. He couldn't help but slowly moved closer, staring at the eyes that were indeed closed for a long time, before he boldly raised his hand—

Poke!

Huh? My shoulders are so hard... Why don't you wake up

Poke again!

Before the bright white index finger had time to retract, the next moment, Fu Nuan was backhand clasped her wrist, scared her immediately raised her eyes, the unique masculine aura came to her face with a sense of oppression.

Until the whole person was pressed against the back of the seat, Fu Nuansha held his breath, and his body was in close contact with the man's chest.

Soft and hard, a perfect pair.