Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

Tang Ruochen sat in front of the sofa and drank carelessly. He casually asked, "are you absent from class again?"

Hearing the speech, LAN Weiwei stopped the action at hand, stood up and said, "I'm a little uncomfortable, so I came back in advance."

"There's still food in the kitchen." then he stopped looking at her in front of the TV.

"Thank you."

Just as LAN Weiwei turned and entered the kitchen, Tang Ruochen turned his head and glanced in the direction she left, and finally found something different. He didn't know whether she was in a trance recently, or whether she was relatively lost when she came home. At this time, Tang Ruochen looked at LAN Weiwei, who was eating alone in the kitchen, and felt that she was a little pathetic.

He and she had no essential contradiction. More or less, they should go and ask. Tang Ruochen got up from the sofa and walked in the direction she had just left. "Have you encountered any trouble recently?"

It was nothing at all. Unexpectedly, when he asked, LAN Weiwei wanted to cry. Although she endured it again and again, her tone was still a bit crying: "No."

Just as Tang Ruochen turned to leave, LAN Weiwei suddenly asked, "can I make an exception to drink wine tonight?"

After a few seconds of silence, Tang Ruochen said expressionless, "I don't want to live with a madman."

Lan Wei sucked her nose. Her voice seemed helpless, "I'm right."

Seeing that Tang Ruochen was indifferent, LAN Weiwei went on: "I have encountered a lot of things recently. I just want to vent. Today... Let me take a day off."

LAN Weiwei's words didn't prohibit Tang Ruochen. He was soft in his heart and stopped. Since she moved here, everything she said and did was under his nose, and even there was no freedom at all. She was afraid of his anger in everything she did. She had never done anything she wanted to do. With so many additional conditions, she was out of breath like a shackle, and she had to be careful in words and deeds all the time, which was really too much for her.

"The wine is in the cupboard." leaving this sentence, Tang Ruochen went back to the living room.

LAN Weiwei didn't drink wine at ordinary times. She chose from left to right in the kitchen. Finally, she took a bottle of French Bordeaux red wine. It took a long time to pry off the lid. She poured a glass of red liquid, recalled the scene when she drank for the first time, and took a sharp drink.

Maybe the beautiful bottle doesn't necessarily mean that the wine will be good to drink. She really doesn't know how to taste wine. She just pours it into her mouth one by one, like venting and punishing herself. She can't have a good impression on any man or be soft hearted to that man! But why do you feel so bad!

How long have you not completely indulged yourself? LAN Weiwei thought... Thinking, she suddenly poured a lot of wine into her mouth. Unconsciously, a bottle had reached the bottom.

Fortunately, red wine is just a big aftereffect. She's still a little conscious after drinking it.

LAN Weiwei got up and felt a little dizzy. She staggered to the living room and saw Tang Ruochen still watching TV in front of the sofa. She whispered, "I'm finished drinking. I won't be crazy about you. I'll go upstairs first."

Tang Ruochen glanced at the wine bottle on the table and saw the bottom. It turned out that this was what she called the right amount!

"I... I won't go crazy."

Seeing her shaking in front of the sofa and seeing that she was about to fall on the tea table, Tang Ruochen grabbed her arm and said coldly, "go back to rest after drinking!"

Suddenly LAN Weiwei suddenly took back his arm and shouted at him, "don't touch me! Who let you touch me! Why touch me! Why!"