find marriage

Legal cohabitation
Yu Zhaoyi wanted to find him.

The Yu family's study room is on the easternmost side of the first floor. It has a floor-to-ceiling window with a glass door connected to the outside.Outside the window is a good place carefully designed by Yu Zhaoyi. Green grass and flowers surround the stone tables and benches. It is very good to invite a few friends to have a barbecue party during holidays.

Yu Zhaoyi pushed open the door of the study, and was looking at Jiang Huan who raised his head after hearing the sound.

Jiang Huan was wearing a workday suit. Today's shirt was very eye-catching. It was the pink color Yu Zhaoyi bought for him last time. The top button of the shirt was unbuttoned, giving it a bit of a chic and uninhibited look.Jiang Huan had a notebook in front of him and a book open in his hand.

Obviously taking online classes.

Yu Zhaoyi had no intention of disturbing him, so he just wanted to step back and go out.

But she didn't expect Jiang Huan to stop her, "Are you awake?"

Yu Zhaoyi was stunned for a moment, thinking that it might be time for get out of class to end, so he nodded.

"The noodles are in the pot. You can cushion them first. I'll be over soon." Jiang Huan wore glasses in class and spoke politely and methodically. Yu Zhaoyi thought he was better off wearing glasses, not without them. Jiang Huan's eyes were too deep for her to see through.

Yu Zhaoyi smiled and said, "I've eaten." She was wearing a knitted coat and her hair was loose. She looked gentle and comfortable. "Then you get busy first."

After Yu Zhaoyi left, Jiang Huan's eyes returned to the computer screen, where the message was filled with exclamations from the bold undergraduates.

"Teacher Jiang is living with a woman!"

"Teacher Jiang won't get married, right?"

"It's impossible. Some time ago, the instructor said that she was single."

"I'm gone."

"Professor Jiang is so gentle..."

The last one was written by a graduate student. Jiang Huan teaches an undergraduate course at Haicheng University and also teaches graduate students.But the attitude is completely different. In the eyes of undergraduates, Professor Jiang is gentle, gentle, smiling, and informal. In the eyes of graduate students, except for his gentle face, Professor Jiang has nothing to do with gentleness. He is picky and strict, and is not at all gentle. Point out your weaknesses without mercy and criticize and correct them.

But there are still many students who are rushing to do projects and research with him. The reason is for no other reason than Jiang Huan's strength.Jiang Huan is a well-known figure in foreign scientific research circles, and he is also a top talent in the whole country. The students of Haicheng University have seen other teachers, and even the leaders surrounded Jiang Huan with compliments and smiles. Some new teachers also want to Collaborative project with Professor Jiang.

Even the teachers rushed to cooperate, and these graduate students were of course even more shameless.

It doesn't matter if you get scolded. It's not that people are criticizing you because they don't like you, but that your research is terrible.

Although Jiang Huan has only been at Haicheng University for less than a month, his fame has already spread like crazy in Haicheng University.There are even rumors from so-called insiders that when he was abroad, he had a listed company, but it is unknown whether it is true or not.

Jiang Huan looked at these messages with a smile in his eyes, "We are living together legally. I am married."

The message board was flooded with "ahhhhhhhhh" comments, and some students even asked him to tell stories from his past.

stories from the past...

Jiang Huan's eyes darkened. The past story belonged to him alone.

The story of the future is theirs.

Yu Zhaoyi sat on the sofa, gathered her knitted cardigan tightly, and turned on the TV. She was very full after eating Jiang Huan's bowl of noodles. After watching the mobile phone and TV for a while, she suddenly felt a little dizzy again. Feeling sleepy.

Sure enough, people rely on things to support themselves. People who have nothing to do can easily become sleepy.

After the noon news, a celestial drama was broadcast on TV, starring Xi Yuan.Yu Zhaoyi sat upright, and in all fairness, Xi Yuan's acting skills are really good, otherwise he wouldn't stand out from the crowd of fairy heroes and ancient puppets and become top-notch.

Seeing Xi Yuan, Yu Zhaoyi clicked on Gao Yue's profile picture again, took a photo from the TV series and sent it: [Your Xi Yuan is quite handsome]

Gao Yue replied instantly: [Of course]

Gao Yue: [By the way, we are both married. When the typhoon passes, can we go out to have a meal? 】

【Row】

Yu Zhaoyi and Gao Yue have known each other since they met. They want to do everything together, travel together, and have dinner together. Even now, due to the wonderful fate, they get married on the same day.

It would be pointless to push this meal any further.

It was almost twelve o'clock when Jiang Huan finished class. Yu Zhaoyi had already prepared lunch, but she had too much breakfast and couldn't eat lunch. After just two bites, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Jiang Huan, "Wait a minute." After the typhoon passes, let’s have a meal with Gao Yue and the others.”

Jiang Huan had heard the name Gao Yue from Yu Zhaoyi. He tried his best to recall that he was the best friend who would introduce Yu Zhaoyi to her doctor boyfriend.

Jiang Huan's eyes suddenly became colder. When Yu Zhaoyi looked up without getting a response, he nodded calmly and said "ok".

Haicheng University treated Jiang Huan very well, and arranged for him very little class work, only three major classes a week. Most of the time, the school still supported Jiang Huan to do more research work. After all, if Jiang Huan was in Haicheng University There is new research on chip technology, which can directly increase the international reputation of Haicheng University.

That afternoon, Yu Zhaoyi was half lying on the sofa. He actually missed the days when he went to work. As soon as he thought about it, he felt that he was addicted to abuse. He was busy going from one class to another every day. What good was it?

The heater was turned on in the living room, and Xi Yuan's Xianxia drama was still playing on the TV. Yu Zhaoyi covered himself with a small quilt and squinted his eyes to watch TV.

Jiang Huan has been staying in the study room since dinner. Yu Zhaoyi doesn't know what the university professor who has three classes a week is busy with. He may be writing a paper or reading students' homework feedback.

Yu Zhaoyi didn't do anything that day, but felt dizzy and more tired than going to work.

When Jiang Huan came out of the study, he saw Yu Zhaoyi curled up in a ball on the sofa and sleeping under the quilt. The love and hatred of the ancient gods were still being played on the TV.

Although Yu Zhaoyi was curled up, for some reason, her pair of white feet could not be retracted pitifully, and they were just exposed. When Jiang Huan touched them, they were freezing to death.

He pulled the quilt to cover her feet. Yu Zhaoyi's brows covered by broken hair frowned slightly. After a moment, they smoothed out, moved their bodies, and found a comfortable angle to continue sleeping.

The heating in the living room is not very effective. You can only feel the continuous output of warm air, but in the large living room, its effect seems poor.

There were no lights on in the living room, only the lights on the TV flickering, making it dim and blurry.Jiang Huan stood beside the sofa and looked at Yu Zhaoyi for a long time, from her forehead to her straight nose to her lips.

It seems, they are exactly the same as when I was a child.

Across the quilt, Jiang Huan picked her up and walked up the stairs smoothly.

Yu Zhaoyi was so soundly asleep that he didn't notice at all. He even found a comfortable position and put his head on Jiang Huan's chest, which was emitting residual heat. Jiang Huan paused, smiled, and continued to move up.

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