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"What are you doing?"

Fu Nuan subconsciously protected his own collar, not to let him "succeed.".

"Celebrate."

The man's deep magnetic voice lingered in her ears, slightly bewitching.

"It's a celebration."

Fu Nuan grabs his big hand and gives him an angry look.

I think he will come again, but I don't want to

Professor Rong got out of bed and looked at the woman with a meaningful look --

"well, this way of celebration is not new, so let's change it."

Another way?

Women don't understand, but listen, it doesn't seem like a good thing.

"Show me the clothes I bought you last time, eh?"

Clothes?

After pondering for a while, she recalled what he meant by "clothes". Her cheeks were flushed, and she immediately resolutely refused: "no! That dress Not for me. "

"I bought it in your size. It will fit."

Is this the point?

Fu Nuan was speechless to the extreme, but Rong Zong, a full activist, had taken the clothes out of the cupboard.

JK uniform

She dares to say that she would be embarrassed to dress like this if she were to go back ten years ago.

"I don't want it."

"Not to celebrate?"

"How can you celebrate for me? And I'll wear them to your liking

The little woman was dissatisfied with a snort, just looked at the clothes, she felt embarrassed, let alone put on it.

"Are you happy to be an associate professor?"

Huh?

Fu warm curled his lips and did not respond for a while. Wasn't he talking about the uniform just now?

Actually, he could not get Professor Rong's jumping thinking, so he still nodded and replied truthfully: "happy."

"You're happy. Should you please me?"

Well, my wife is happy and my husband is miserable.

Fu Nuan was silent and bit his lower lip. It seemed right to say so.

But

"Then you can ask for something else. All but this one! " A woman promised.

"Oh? Everything else? "

A glimmer of light flashed in the man's eyes, and a smile of success rose from his lips.

Fu Nuan nodded, just as he wanted.

"In that case, I can hardly accept the maid's dress."

Ang? What maid's dress?

See capacity and lip Cape rippling open playful smile, she just realized, just was routine!

Professor Rong's move to retreat is to give her another choice on the surface, but in fact, it is to let her fall into another pit!

"Don't..."

"You just promised anything."

The man's finger belly gently rubbed her lips, hoarse way: "or say, want me to help you change?"

"No, no one!"

Fu Nuan continued to "resist in a desperate position", then his eyes brightened and he began to pretend to be pathetic --

"I'm so tired and sleepy today, how about sleeping..."

She smiles to please a face, while saying, while drilling into the man's arms,.

However, Rong and tonight is determined to put that dress to use, naturally will not let her off easily.

"That's not the right answer. Choose again."

Fu Nuan refused again, but before he opened his mouth, he was blocked back by all the words of a man --

"if you want to re-election well, you can choose the wrong answer, but there is a punishment."

As for what he called "punishment," she could not have known better.

Professor Rong's favorite is to "punish" her, and never give up until midnight!

She had no doubt that if she refused now, she would have backache and leg cramps in the morning, which might even make it difficult to get out of bed.

Fu Nuan repents. What flag did he put up just now?

It's really If you dig a hole, you can only fill it yourself.

If you have to choose one from another, if you have to JK uniform is much better than maid's.

As soon as she saw the maid's dress, she could not help but think back to the day when she saw the maid's dress I can't look back on the past!

When tangled, the voice of man's banter rings in the ear.

"Professor Fu, it's so difficult to choose. Why don't I choose for you?"

"No! I'll do it myself

Fu Nuan stopped him. At last, he bit his teeth and took the uniform to the bathroom. He locked the door with his backhand.

The inner struggle lasted ten minutes, and in the end, I had to change.

The mirror shows her in JK uniform. Originally, her face looks younger than her actual age. This student uniform and the plain face of Qingshui Hibiscus are really like high school students.

She took a deep breath, plucked up the courage to open the bathroom door and moved out slowly.……

In the interval between her change of clothes, Rongyu changed her pajamas. Knowing that she was thin skinned, she was certainly embarrassed, so she was allowed to stay inside for a long time without urging her.

After a while, there was a creak in the bathroom and the door opened.

He slowly raised his eyes, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the woman standing at the door of the bathroom, fingers tightly pinching the skirt, looking very cramped.

"Warm up, come here."

On hearing this, Fu Nuan buried his head even lower. He wanted to find a sand pile to bury his face in. He could not take that step.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and then came a man's low sigh and a slight footstep.

Rong Yu walked up to her and lifted her chin with long fingers.

This time she wants to hide, but also has no chance. A pair of trembling beautiful eyes meet the man's dark black pupil.

"Not bad."

“……”

His powerful arm held her horizontally, caught off guard. She let out a low cry of "ah", and her arm consciously encircled his shoulder.

The warm light in the bedroom, under this situation, adds a bit of ambiguous atmosphere between the two people.

The man stepped to the bed, put her on the big bed, and looked at her with interest.

The lamp is not too bright, half bright and half dark, reflecting a woman's beautiful face, but just to cover the faint blush on her face.

Let and bend down the body, close the distance between two people, the dumb voice rings in her ear: "warm."

She unconsciously grasped the corner of the man's coat, closed her eyes gently, and her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.

Then the thin cold lips fell on her eyelashes

A burst of coolness hit her, and she could not help shivering. Her white arm was around the man's neck.

"Happy promotion, Mrs. Rong."

Looking at the lovely wife in his arms, the man's lips rose slowly, and his eyes crossed with a touch of cunning.

Facts have proved that as long as Professor Rong wants to, there is always a way to wipe the little wife dry!