From ye Qingxuan's office, Fu Nuan's face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

A good vacation was interrupted, but also listen to some inexplicable words.

Don't try to make it better for someone tonight!

……

At about seven o'clock, Fu Nuan heard a voice coming from downstairs in his room. He knew that Ronghe was back.

Well, she's going to keep her cold today. She can't be fooled by him any more.

Rong and enter the door, not see his wife waiting for him in the living room, two children are not in.

Seeing this, the servant said, "Sir, the children are playing in the back garden, madam I don't seem to be in a good mood. I stayed in my room and didn't come out. "

Yeah?

Man's good-looking eyebrows slightly frown, and have a small mood?

He motioned the servant to do something, and then went upstairs.

Push open the door of the room, did not see the figure of the woman, walked to the position of the bed, saw a beautiful figure standing on the balcony of the bedroom, a corner of clothes because of the wind blowing, slightly raised.

He walked behind the woman, his powerful arms around her waist and buried himself in her neck.

"Why stay here?"

Let and touch her cold hand, add a bit serious between the eyebrows, can't help but pick up people, back to the bedroom.

"What was your MBA like abroad?" Don't want to, the little woman asked.

"You're interested in this, eh?"

Fu Nuan nodded and looked up at him with a curious face. His slender fingers grasped the corners of his clothes and gently pulled them.

"I'm curious. I want to know more about you. I heard that you did a lot of projects at that time. What kind of projects were they? And Who's with you

Her eyes were shining, showing her curiosity and admiration for Professor Rong's past.

Men love face most and enjoy their women's admiration more.

But this is an exception to Mr. Rong.

"There's nothing to say. It's all boring. You won't be interested."

"Come on, Professor Rong..."

Fu Nuan put his hands on his neck, leaned against his arms, and said, "talk about it, husband ~"

however, at the moment, a woman is secretly complaining. If she really lets her hear about ye Qingxuan, he will be finished!

The man was disturbed by her undoubted action, but with a smile, he put down the "koala" that was pestering him.

If she continues to make such a fuss, he can't help doing something to her.

Someone has no consciousness at all.

"Husband ~"

"no, it's nothing special."

"Oh?"

Fu Nuan frowned as if he didn't believe it.

I don't remember. Oh, ghost letter.

It didn't look like he was deliberately perfunctory.

"Mr. Rong doesn't look like a person with poor memory."

Let and lean close, rub her nose tip, chuckle.

"Mrs. Rong seems to have something in her words."

"No

Obviously, she came to ask questions, but she was inexplicably guilty.

No, why should she feel guilty? There is a secret Professor Rong, but he is always recruiting people.

She looked at the man with clear eyes and said, "I don't mean anything else. I just want to know about your past and how good my husband used to be."

Flattery is always the most useful method at any time.

Even Professor Rong can't avoid the common customs.

His fingers rolled up her hair intentionally or unintentionally and said, "it's all small projects, I don't care."

Fu Nuan gave a "Oh" and then asked, "what about the results? Did you win a lot of awards? "

The man thought about it and said, "well, it's the first every time."

"Well..."

This time, without waiting for the woman to ask her out again, the man sealed her voice with a kiss, blocking back all her voices.

But this time, he just tasted it. When he let go of her, he had some cunning in his eyes.

"Mrs. Rong, you have a lot of problems today."

"Er..."

Fu Nuan tries to bring the topic back to the things she wants to know, such as ye Qingxuan.

"Don't interrupt me. I haven't finished asking."

She said, her brain is running fast, thinking about how to ask is not so deliberate.

"When you do a project, you should always have something to do or Do you have that impression? "

Yeah?

Rong and squint up the eyes, with the meaning of inquiry in the eyes.

His wife Rong was not right tonight. She not only had a lot of questions, but also always had something in her words and was trying to find out every sentence.

"Who told you what?" The man's tone was very positive.

Her abnormality must have been affected by something.

Fu Nuan is embarrassed and tries to cover up the past with a smile."No one said anything Just want to know your past. You know everything about my past. I'm a transparent man in front of you... "

"What do you want to know about me

Men are in charge of the whole situation.

He likes this feeling very much, but Fu Nuan

Not at all!

She thought gloomily, how to be led by the nose again by this guy?

"What does Mrs. Rong want to know? Love history? "

The man deliberately lengthens the last two words, without concealing the banter between the words.

Love history!

A woman's eyes are bright. Look, hum, he is really a male professor with a story.

So what's going on now? When you find that you can't hide it, you decide to be lenient and repent yourself?

"Who wants to listen to your love history?"

Fu Nuan snorted coldly, and his face was full of indignation, just like a cat with hair exploding.

She was upset.

Although she is the one to ask, she is also the one who doesn't want to hear now. How can a man like Rong you not have a point in the past?

She tried to reassure herself, but the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became.

He is so excellent, before her, there must be all kinds of women around him. If you want to say that there is no one that makes him moved, she really doesn't believe it.

But What kind of woman can get into Professor Rong's eyes?

Fu Nuan has to repair his brain. At least he has to be white, beautiful and long legs. However, Professor Rong can't be so superficial. He has to be knowledgeable and capable. He can be his right-hand assistant in his career and his wife in life

After careful consideration, a face appeared in her mind -

Ye Qingxuan.

A woman like her fully meets the "mate selection criteria" of Ronghe.

Think of Ye Qingxuan's words, and think of her years abroad with Ronghe I don't feel like it.

The man looked at his wife's reaction with a low voice: "really don't want to hear it?"

Fu Nuan glared at him angrily. How dare you feel?

"Say, who is it! Tell me the truth and spare your life

Fu Nuan held out his hand and held his "destiny's throat". Of course, it was just a joke. To him, it was no different from tickling.

The man did not move, let her hold it, as long as she was happy.

"No

Ah?

Fu Nuan did not come back for a while, and the man's kiss fell gently on her cheek.

"Little vinegar jar, No. There's no one, just you. "