Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

LAN Weiwei was so cold by Tang Ruochen's sneer that she carefully grabbed his arm: "husband, are you angry?"

"Lan Weiwei, now you know I'm your husband?" I went to another man's bedroom in the middle of the night. Do you remember his husband?

"I know... I always know. It's just such a close husband. How can I forget it." Lan Weiwei then shook his arm and said coquettishly.

"Come on." Tang Ruochen tore away LAN Weiwei's claws, which had long been useless to him. He said that no one was allowed to find Shen Canan. She ignored his words.

"Husband... Don't do this. Brother Canaan is very poor now... I can't ignore him, right?" Lan Weiwei said, moved out of the sofa and hugged Tang Ruochen's thigh: "husband, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Although she was apologizing very well, the nail wanted to pinch some blood on Tang Ruochen's thigh. Tang Ruochen was pinched and hurt by her. She turned back and asked her, "should I cut her nails?"

Because LAN Weiwei had no one to take care of when she was a child, her hands were frozen in winter. Her hands were fatter than ordinary people, had chilblain, and were not white and slender, so she rarely had long nails like other women.

When LAN Weiwei heard the speech, she had to withdraw her hand. In addition to the sound of running water in the bathroom, Tang Xiaoxuan hummed singing children's songs. This background sound eased the atmosphere in the bedroom a little, "husband?" Lan Weiwei called him tentatively again.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Ruochen asked.

"Coax you to be happy." Lan Weiwei said.

"Lan Weiwei, I need you to coax me?"

"Don't you need it?" Lan Wei asked.

Tang Ruochen recalled the voice from Shen Canaan's bedroom just now. He really wanted to clean her up, pull away her claws and go to bed to read.

Lan Wei saw that Tang Ruochen was so angry that he couldn't do anything about her. He wanted to laugh and limped to his side: "Hey, I'll watch with you."

Tang Ruochen turned back and looked at her faintly. When LAN Weiwei was smiling, Tang Ruochen pressed him under the body the next second. They were forgetful for a moment. Tang Xiaoxuan came out of the bathroom humming a nursery rhyme. He saw his mother kissing under his father and quickly covered his eyes: "ah...!"

Hearing Tang Xiaoxuan's sudden scream, Tang Ruochen and LAN Weiwei stopped and asked, "Xiao Xuan, what are you yelling about!"

Tang Xiaoxuan covered his eyes and said, "the book says don't look at and don't listen, but..."

LAN Weiwei heard the speech and threw a pillow at him: "come and sleep!"

Tang Xiaoxuan was hit, picked up his pillow from the ground and walked slowly. He hesitated for a moment: "Mom, I'd better go to my bedroom to sleep."

With that, Tang Xiaoxuan consciously ran out and specially closed the door for them.

Leaving LAN Weiwei and Tang Ruochen looking at each other, LAN Weiwei took a pillow and stuffed it at him: "no disrespect! What are you looking at! Haven't you seen a beautiful woman!"

Tang Ruochen lay aside with a pillow in his arms. He really hasn't seen a beauty like her. She is also a beauty like her

He touched her stomach: "is there a beauty like you?"

"Pregnant women can't be beautiful! What's wrong with my big belly! You made my big belly!"

LAN Weiwei still hates that he didn't take the initiative to hold her up the stairs.

Because LAN Weiwei has been four months and can occasionally do it moderately once or twice, Tang Ruochen reached out and lifted her skirt

Scared Lan Wei to hide behind: "hey... No."

"What?"

"Haven't... Haven't bathed yet." Lan Weiwei whispered.