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"I think so. The story is a household name, but we can give it a follow-up. "

When it came to excitement, Fu Nuan took the script, which was filled with notes, and sat down on the side of the bed. He moved closer to Rong Yu and pointed at one area: "All this while, I have never liked this kind of tragedy. I want to give them a perfect ending, like... "The rebirth of destiny."

Without waiting for Rong Yu to say anything, she knocked her head and had a flash of inspiration.

That's right! Isn't it a good idea to have a rebirth?

He had been pondering for a long time, but he never thought that he would be able to dictate such a good idea in front of Rong Yu.

"You are my inspiration!"

She hugged him excitedly and kissed him on the cheek.

When he realized what he had just done, an unnatural flush emerged on Fu Nuan's face. Raising his eyes to meet the man's, he saw that he was looking at her.

Alert! Danger!

The woman smiled coyly and quickly changed the subject, continuing to talk about returning to the script.

Rong Yu raised his eyebrows, and did not comment.

He had to say something, but he was afraid of discouraging the little woman, so he could only silently listen to what she had to say.

"I want to set this script as they are in the modern world, and then go on. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai changed their names to Liang Sanbai and Zhu Xiaoying, respectively. Liang Sanpai was a famous poet who traveled all over the world. Zhu Xiao Ying was a composer and pianist. The two of them met at a place called 'Butterfly Valley' in search of creative inspiration … "

After speaking about the entire plan, Fu Nuan stopped and placed his hands together in front of him, his face filled with a happy smile.

"And?"

"After that, of course, everyone would be overjoyed and they would be reincarnated! How is it? Is it very creative? "

Rong Yu's thin lips tightened, unable to endure her question, so she replied lightly: "You want to hear the truth?"

"Of course!"

"The truth is, it's boring."

"Why would I be bored!" Fu Nuan didn't understand, but he moved closer to the man, placed the script right under his nose, and pointed: "Take a good look, it's very interesting!"

Rong Yu took the script from her hands and gently knocked her head, then said helplessly: "Teacher Fu, from now on stop reading novels, your head is full of proper stuff."

"What!?" "Where did you get such a bad feeling …"

Fu Nuan muttered, the Prof. Rong did not have any interest at all!

She was angry, very angry!

"Then return the script to me, I'm going to start writing!"

She reached for the script in his hand.

Rong Yu dodged to the side and hid the script behind him. He wrapped a hand around her waist and pulled her along with him as they fell deeper into the bed.

"What are you doing!"

She stared at him angrily, thinking he was thinking about that again.

The man didn't budge in the slightest and said in a low voice, "Sleep."

"I'm not done writing the script."

She struggled to sit up, but his big palm held her by the waist, preventing her from moving.

"It's late. Sleep."

Rong Yu held her tightly, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Fu Nuan quietly waited for a while, thinking that he had fallen asleep. She tiptoed to get up, but just as she was about to do so, the man opened his eyes.

"So energetic? Mrs. Rong. "

A dangerous aura came over as Fu Nuan laughed awkwardly, saying, "I … Actually, I'm not too sleepy. How about you go to sleep first? I'll write a script to expend some of my energy. "

"Disposal of excess energy?"

Rong Yu squinted his eyes slightly and asked a question meaningfully.

Fu Nuan did not know how to reply, he thought for a moment, then nodded: "Yes! I'll sleep when I'm tired. "

With that, she tried to take the chance to escape from his embrace, but the next moment, she was pressed down by a man.

"Eh?"

Fu Nuan's almond-shaped eyes opened wide, staring at the man on his body, not daring to make a move.

What was this operation?

Seeing her at a loss, Rong Yu chuckled, he scratched her nose, and spoke with a bewitching tone: "To expend your energy, other than writing a script, you have a better choice."

Seeing the dangerous look that flashed across his black pupils, Fu Nuan became smart in an instant. He wanted to …

A blush crept up her cheeks as she silently cursed in her heart, Why is Mr. Rong always thinking about perverted things recently? Can't we chat properly and happily?

"I don't think so." Fu Nuan said seriously: "Mr. Rong, Prof. Rong! "I'm doing serious work. Can you stop thinking about those who have nothing to lose?"

After saying that, she caressed Rong Yu's hair soothingly, imitating his way of speaking to her: "Be good, go to sleep by yourself."

"Fu Nuan."

Rong Yu casually called out her full name. It didn't sound inappropriate, but Fu Nuan saw the sharp light in his eyes.

"You've been getting more and more disobedient lately."

The woman shrank back her neck and pretended to be calm, "You are the one causing trouble for no reason. I am the one who is doing the proper thing!" You can either accompany me in writing the script, or sleep on your own.

In Fu Nuan's eyes, all the obstacles in his way were all "enemies of the class", including Rong Yu.

She had to fight to the end and not submit!

"I'll count to three. If you don't sleep well, I'll 'exhaust' your excess energy."

The reason why he deliberately emphasized the word "consumption" was extremely obvious.

Fu Nuan looked at the script before looking at Rong Yu.

There were three big words written on his face: No discussion.

All right. She admitted it, she submitted …

If Rong Yu's so-called "consumption" was really put into practice, then she would definitely have a sore back tomorrow.

She wanted to make one last struggle, so she looked at him and asked, "Can you give me another half an hour?"

Rong Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, declining to comment. The stern expression on his face clearly told her: No.

"Alright …"

In the end, Fu Nuan lost and had no choice but to compromise. After going to the bathroom to take a bath, he laid down obediently beside the man.

This was a strategy. If he was to be tormented for an entire night, it was unknown whether he would be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

He decided to sleep first and then get up early to work on the script.

"Close your eyes."

Rong Yu's low voice carried a bit of indisputably domineering tone.

Fu Nuan nodded and obediently closed her eyes.

"Good night."

Seeing that it was rare for her to be so cooperative, the man bent his head and lightly kissed her lips. He then wrapped her in his embrace with an extremely possessive posture.

Fu Nuan didn't even want to sleep so he laid back in Rong Yu's arms and pretended to sleep. His mind was filled with the stories from the script.

After an unknown period of time, she gradually fell asleep and had an immeasurable dream. In the dream, she became Zhu Xiaoyin and Liang Sanpai …

Rong Yu!

Alright, this was an absurd dream. However, the woman's heart was elated. She sank into the dream, unwilling to wake up …