Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

"No! You go to sleep in the study now! No, no! You are not sleeping in the study! You sleep on the sofa now! Sleep on the floor! Whining!" Lan Yuyu's grievances had not been able to say a complete sentence. His eyes were all ghostly at the Tang Dynasty.

Tang Ruochen paused and said, "well, if I sleep on the sofa and you can feel better, I'll go now."

With that, Tang Ruochen took the quilt and prepared to go to bed on the sofa. LAN Weiwei called him behind him: "what are you doing!"

"Sleep on the sofa." Tang Ruochen looked back and said solemnly.

"I'm talking about the living room!" Lan Weiwei cried angrily.

Tang Ruochen suddenly found that Lan Weiwei was very cute when he cried angrily. He walked over and asked, "how can I take care of you, huh?"

"Who wants you to take care of me! Who wants you to take care of me! You took care of me like this without taking care of me! If you really take care of me, am I going to be hospitalized?"

Tang Ruochen didn't bully her when he saw her tossing. "Well, don't move. I'll stay and take care of you today. When you're well, I'll sleep in the living room."

He threw the quilt on the sofa. It seems that today's things can't be finished. After looking at the time, the mobile phone rang. He turned back and said to Lan Wei, "wait for me for a while."

"What's the matter?" Tang Ruochen closed the bedroom door and walked towards the study.

"Is Wei Wei awake?" Zhao Jiale asked kindly.

"Wake up."

"I really convinced you. If other women play, it's Weiwei. Thanks to you, you can make her like that..." if he hadn't recommended a gynecologist, Tang Ruochen probably didn't know how to end.

Especially when Zhao Jiale rushed over, the scene... Tang Ruochen's shoulders were covered with bloody tooth marks. When he saw that his shoulders hurt, and he was in bed... He couldn't bear to look straight at him. A good woman just fainted by her.

Aware that Tang Ruochen was going to hang up, Zhao Jiale hurriedly said, "Meng Haolin has been brought to the hospital. This time, I was also present. Dr. Shen's medical skills can't be wrong. He really has amnesia."

He really lost his memory, but he remembered the taste of Lan Wei and the birthmark on her.

"However, this man is really a bastard. He bit to death. He has a close relationship with Wei Wei. His spirit is out of control now. If you want to trouble him, he still wants to find someone you want."

"This bastard..."

Tang Ruochen's bloodthirsty voice came from the phone. Although across a mobile phone, Zhao Jiale guessed that Tang Ruochen's expression must be no better. "Don't get excited and don't be angry with Wei Wei, this man... I think although he has lost his memory, his mental illness has not fully recovered... He can't believe everything he said."

Although Tang Ruochen doesn't speak, his eyes have gradually cooled down. However, he is familiar with the taste of LAN Weiwei. He is familiar with LAN Weiwei's birthmark. Once a man's jealousy burns up, especially Tang Ruochen's strong possessive desire for LAN Weiwei, it is difficult to control his emotions.

"Watch him. I'll see him myself tomorrow."

Zhao Jiale paused and reminded him, "old Mr. Tang will protect him, and... After all, he is related to you by blood. You should think about it."

When Tang Ruochen returned to his room, LAN Weiwei was still sulking. Since Tang Ruochen was born, no one dared to let him sleep on the sofa. However... That person was not someone else, but his beloved woman LAN Weiwei.

Without saying a word, Tang Ruochen, quite aware of himself, lay down on the sofa.