Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 1408 Transaction (9)

Hearing this, Tang Ruochen raised his head, saw Lan Weiwei's expression in the mirror at a glance, and replied decisively: "No."

"Really?" Lan Weiwei stared at herself in the mirror, she thought she was fat.

I still remember that she was not in such a bloated state before. When I touched my face, I really felt a little fatter.

Of course, Lan Weiwei's memory is getting better and better now, so it is impossible to deceive her in daily communication, so Tang Ruochen put down the book in his hand, walked behind her, and asked in her ear, "Want to hear Is it true?"

Lan Weiwei nodded, and said to Tang Ruochen in the mirror, "Of course."

"I still like you to be fatter." Tang Ruochen whispered in her ear.

"Why?" Lan Weiwei turned to Tang Ruochen and asked.

"Sensual."

After finishing speaking, Tang Ruochen deliberately squeezed the little fat on Lan Weiwei's stomach, which completely angered Lan Weiwei, and was kicked onto the bed by Lan Weiwei: "You joked about my big belly."

"The most obvious feature of a pregnant woman is her big belly..." Tang Ruochen said with a smile.

"So! What did you want to do just now!" Lan Weiwei asked.

Tang Ruochen couldn't help but want to tease her: "I... want to be comfortable, feel sensual..."

Lan Weiwei threw the pillow on him: "It feels sensual! I want to be comfortable!"

Originally, when the two of them were talking in front of the mirror, Tang Ruochen pressed Lan Weiwei under him for some reason... Then they changed to something else... Just like Tang Ruochen now, pressing her under him passionately Hugging... Gradually, Lan Weiwei's pajamas disappeared... She leaned against his shoulder and asked cautiously: "How about we?"

Tang Ruochen kissed her neck for a moment: "It's okay."

"But... Doctor Shen said, it's not possible..." Lan Weiwei said.

After enduring it for a long time, Tang Ruochen got up from her body and touched her face: "Okay, no, I'll listen to you."

"Can I ask you a question?" Lan Weiwei asked.

Tang Ruochen said dotingly: "What?"

Lan Weiwei hesitated for a while, and then asked cautiously for a long time, "Why don't you call me wife..."

Seeing that she was so afraid of him, Tang Ruochen couldn't help laughing: "Wife?"

"En." Lan Weiwei nodded, waiting for his answer.

"If you like it, I'll change it?"

"Actually, I still like you to call me Weiwei, my wife is so old." Lan Weiwei said.

"Yes, that's what you told me before." Tang Ruochen mentioned the past, seeming to be nostalgic.

"Did I talk to you like this before?" Lan Weiwei seemed curious when mentioning the past.

"Yes." Tang Ruochen took a copy of their previous wedding album from the drawer, and handed it to her.

Lan Weiwei casually flipped through a page or two, feeling so happy... so happy smiling... so beautiful, I can't believe that this person is me.

"You are no different from before and now, but you were more confident before."

Lan Weiwei touched her face: "Well, it's self-confidence..."

Then she turned two pages: "Why don't you tell me about our past?"

"Okay."

Tang Ruochen patiently told her about the process of acquaintance before, Lan Weiwei was surprised: "You are my teacher? You are my teacher?"

It was simply unbelievable. In her impression, the teacher and the students... It was almost the same scene between Tang Xiaoxuan and the teacher in the kindergarten.

Lan Weiwei glanced at Tang Ruochen up and down: "But you are not old." At most, she was only four years older than her.

(End of this chapter)