Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

Fortunately, it was not boiling water. Tang Ruochen took her hand and blew it subconsciously. He was just a casual move. LAN Weiwei's hand trembled in his palm. The feeling was crisp and numb. It was more refreshing than an electric shock. It was so warm and comfortable.

Her heart was warm and looked at him blowing twice on her hand. Tang Ruochen inadvertently caught a glimpse of her hot and ambiguous eyes. At this time, he was gazing at himself affectionately. He quickly responded, immediately released her hand and returned to the cold and alienated look of the past, "pay attention next time."

"Oh." Lan Weiwei is still intoxicated with the picture just now. She can't extricate herself and responds obediently.

As clever as the voice was, Tang Ruochen got up and walked out of the kitchen.

LAN Weiwei stood where she was and glanced at the broken cup on the ground. Somehow, her heart was sweet. She squatted on the ground to clean up the dirty floor and soon returned to the living room.

She saw that Tang Ruochen was still in the living room and was standing in front of the window. Lan Wei walked behind him and asked with concern, "have you been scalded?"

Hearing the speech, Tang Ruochen didn't look back and knew that he answered faintly: "No."

"Thank you."

This thank you, she is from the heart, he can hear it, but when he heard this sentence, Tang Ruochen's heart tightened and looked back at her. What can she thank for?

If one day she knows that she just wants her heart... Tang Ruochen can't bear to think about it anymore. Now he just wants to be alone.

As soon as LAN Weiwei's voice fell, Tang Ruochen got up and left. She stood quietly in place. Didn't she still care about herself just now? How do you turn your face?

After Tang Ruochen returned to the room, he was in a state of confusion. He couldn't calm down anyway. She had all kinds of performances these days, especially the eyes she admired just now. He immediately understood what, but... What was she to herself?

How can she fall in love with herself when she treats her like this?

Why is this woman so stupid that she can't even distinguish good people from bad people? Since they met that night, up to now, she has hurt her again and again. She hasn't taken her seriously from beginning to end. What can she like!

Why is she so stupid! No one in Dalian can see her well! Can't she see that she has bad intentions towards her and even wants her life! Only guilt, no feelings for her!

At this time, Lan Wei stood outside the door and knocked: "are you okay?"

"Can I go in?"

"I'll get the computer."

Tang Ruochen stood behind the door and didn't open the door for him. He just turned back and couldn't help calling two words, "Wei Wei..."

His voice was very light and gentle. Lan Wei didn't dream of hearing it, but his voice was very weak and she didn't hear it.

"If you don't talk, I'll go in?"

Tang Ruochen took back his expression, stood there expressionless, looked at her face immersed in the picture just now, looked like a little woman, glanced at him shyly, held a coffee cup in both hands, and whispered in a warm voice: "my stomach... Suddenly doesn't hurt. I made you a cup of coffee, which is ground now."

Tang Ruochen glanced at the coffee. She remembered that she used to dislike the trouble of grinding coffee for him. Now she can make a happy face even if she makes coffee. He couldn't bear to see it again. He turned his back to her and said, "what else?"