"What are you doing!"
Fu Nuan subconsciously protected her neckline and prevented him from "successful."
"celebrate."
The man's low, magnetic voice lingered in her ears, slightly bewitching.
"What kind of celebration is this."
Fu Nuan grabbed his messy big hand and glared at him pretentiously.
I thought he would come again, don’t want...
Professor Rong rolled over and got out of bed, looking at the woman meaningfully—
"Well, this way of celebrating is really nothing new, so let's change it."
Another way
The woman is puzzled, but listen, it doesn't seem like a good thing.
"The clothes I bought you last time, wear them to me, huh?"
clothes
She pondered for a long time, only to remember what he meant by "clothes", her cheeks were flushed, and she immediately refused: "No! That clothes...not suitable for me."
"Bought according to your size, it's definitely suitable."
Is this the point
Fu Nuan was speechless, but President Rong, a full-fledged activist, had already taken the clothes out of the cabinet.
JK uniform...
She dare to say let her go back ten years ago, she is too embarrassed to dress like this.
"I do not want."
"Don't say you want to celebrate?"
"How can you be like you, will you celebrate for me? You want me to wear it as you like!"
The little woman snorted in dissatisfaction, just looking at the dress, she felt embarrassed, let alone put it on.
"Are you happy to be an associate professor?"
Huh
Fu Nuan curled her lips and didn't respond for a while. Wasn't she talking about uniforms just now
It's really that I can't get Professor Rong's jumping thinking, so I still nodded and answered truthfully: "Happy."
"You are happy, shouldn't you make me happy too?"
Well, my wife is happy alone, but my husband is miserable.
Fu Nuan was silent, biting her lower lip slightly, and she seemed right to say so.
but…
"Then you change your individual requirements. Except for this, everything else is fine!" A certain woman promised.
"Oh? Anything else?"
A gleam of light flashed in the man's eyes, and a successful smile appeared on his lips.
Fu Nuan nodded, just to his liking.
"If this is the case, then I will reluctantly accept the maid costume."
expensive? What maid outfit
Seeing the jokes between her face and the corners of her lips, she realized that she had been tricked just now!
Professor Rong's move was to retreat for advancement. On the surface, it was to give her another choice, but in fact it was to let her fall into another pit!
"Don't..."
"What you just promised, anything is fine."
The man's fingertips gently rubbed her lips, and said dumbly: "Or, want me to change it for you?"
"If you don't wear it, don't choose any of them!"
Fu Nuan continued to "stubbornly resist", then her eyes lit up and she began to pretend to be pitiful—
"I'm so tired at work today, so sleepy, how about sleeping..."
She smiled to please, and while talking, she drilled into the man's arms.
However, Rong Yu is determined to use the clothes tonight, and naturally won't let her go easily.
"This is not the correct answer. Choose again."
Fu Nuan wanted to refuse again, but before he spoke, he was completely blocked by the man's words—
"Think about it and choose again, and then choose the wrong answer, but there is a penalty."
As for the "punishment" in his mouth, she couldn't be more clear.
What Professor Rong loves most is to "punish" her, the kind that doesn't swear until the middle of the night!
She has no doubt that if she refuses now, she will have backache and leg cramps tomorrow morning, and it might be difficult to get out of bed.
Fu Nuan regretted it all the time, what flag did he set up just now
Really... The pits I dug by myself can only be filled by myself.
Faced with the choice between two choices, if you have to choose... JK uniforms are much better than maid outfits.
As long as she sees the maid costume now, she can't help but recall the situation that day, the old lady Rong and aunt... The past is unbearable!
As he struggled, the man's joking voice rang in his ears.
"Professor Fu, it's so difficult to choose, why don't I choose for you?"
"Don't! I'll do it myself!"
Fu Nuan hurriedly stopped the guy, and finally gritted his teeth, took the uniform and went to the bathroom, and locked the door with his backhand.
The inner struggle lasted for ten minutes, and finally, I had to change it obediently.
She was wearing a JK uniform in the mirror. Originally, her face looked younger than her actual age. This student uniform, coupled with Shimizu Furong's plain face, really looked like a high school student.
She took a deep breath, plucked up the courage to open the bathroom door, and moved out slowly with small steps.
…
Rong Yu changed into her pajamas when she changed her clothes. She was embarrassed to know that she was thin-skinned, so she didn't urge her even if she delayed it for a long time.
After a while, there was a "creak" from the bathroom and the door opened.
He slowly raised his eyes, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the woman standing at the bathroom door, pinching the skirt with her fingers nervously, looking very cramped.
"Nuan Nuan, come here."
Hearing the sound, Fu Nuan buried his head lower, wishing to find a pile of sand and bury his face in it.
The room was quiet for a few seconds, and then a low sigh from the man came along with the sound of slight footsteps.
Rong Yu walked up to her, slender fingers picked up her chin.
Now she wanted to hide but had no chance, a pair of trembling beautiful eyes met the man's dark black pupils.
"Not bad."
"..."
His powerful arms hugged her sideways, caught off guard, she whispered "Yeah", and her arms consciously encircled his shoulders.
The warm light in the bedroom adds an ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them.
The man walked to the bed in a few steps, put her in the big horn, and looked at her with interest.
The light was not too bright, half-bright and half-dark, reflecting the beautiful face of a woman, but it happened to hide the faint blush on her face.
Rong Yu leaned down and narrowed the distance between the two, a dumb voice rang in her ears: "Nuan Nuan."
She unconsciously grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, closed her eyes lightly, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.
Then her thin lips fell on her eyelashes...
A chill came, and she couldn't help shivering, her white arms wrapped around the man's neck.
"Mrs. Rong, happy promotion."
Looking at the well-behaved wife in his arms, the corners of the man's lips rose slowly, and a touch of sly flickered his eyes.
Facts have proved that as long as Professor Rong thinks, there is always a way to wipe Xiaojiao's wife!