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In the dormitory building of Yanjing University, all senior professors lived.

Cheng Shu and Zhong Qianyan's house back then was located on the second floor, a suite of over 100 square meters.

The neighbors are also a faculty couple, a professor of physics and a professor of Chinese language and literature.

Next door, Zheng Yun is retired and loves to join in the fun. From time to time, she goes to visit next door. In the past two days, students from Cheng Shu and Zhong Qianyan could always be seen visiting. Most of these people are now experts in various fields, and a few of them have appeared in the news.

On this day, she was drinking tea on the balcony and saw a strange vehicle parked downstairs. She said to her husband, "It's probably another guest from the house next door. I don't know if this person is a student or an old friend." She

also didn't know who was coming today . Who was it? Zheng Yun was eating a candied fruit while looking down.

Suddenly, she stood up and said, "Oh! This seems to be Yaoyao!"

When she went out, she happened to meet Zhong Qiao and Fu Yanchen.

"Yao Yao, what is this?" She looked at the man next to Zhong Qiao curiously.

Zhong Qiao recognized the person, "Aunt Yun, this is my husband, Fu Yanchen."

Facing Zhong Qiao's former neighbor, Fu Yanchen suppressed the subtle emotions aroused by the sound of "husband", with a look on his face. With just the right polite smile, "Yao Yao has always told me about you, and even specially prepared a gift for you."

"You even bought me something! That's so embarrassing." Zheng Yun took the gift bag and smiled, " I only met him once before when you were getting married, and there was a gap of several years, so I almost didn't recognize him. "

Looking up close, he is really a tall and handsome young man, with a talent and a good way of dealing with others.

After chatting for a while, Zheng Yun thought about their family reunion, so she didn't bother them.

When she got home, she took out the contents of the gift box and found six cans of freshly stewed bird's nests.

Chen Ping came over curiously and asked, "Did Yaoyao give it to me?"

Zheng Yun said, "No, because of Zhong Qianyan's illness, he has not seen his family a few times in the past few years. When he saw Yaoyao in the past two years, she With such a nonchalant look, I thought the two families were estranged. But now I see that Yaoyao is still the same as before. She is really lovable."

Chen Ping joked, "You are just happy that someone brought her to you. A gift."

"The gift is part of it, but it's more about the feeling." Zheng Yun raised her eyes, "You are so obsessed with mathematical formulas that you can't understand it."

Chen Ping: "...

Zheng Yun: "Guess who else I saw?" Before

Chen Ping could guess, she said, "Husband Yaoyao, he is really good-looking, tall and handsome, and his conversation and temperament are extraordinary.

" Yu sighed again, "I'm sorry for Zheng Yuan. He's almost thirty years old and doesn't want to get married or find a girlfriend. I guess he still hasn't let go of Yaoyao in his heart."

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Entering the door, Fu Yanchen He took the coat that Zhong Qiao took off and hung up a piece of his own.

Cheng Shu glanced at the young couple's underwear and showed a knowing smile.

"Old Zhong, come and see, does my daughter's dress look pretty?"

Zhong Qianyan was still thinking about how many good-looking clothes Cheng Shu would praise as soon as they met.

Come over and take a look, oh-it turns out to be a couple's costume.

He complimented him with a compliment, "Well, these clothes are tasteful and look much better than what you wore that day."

Cheng Shu glanced at him and said that she looked better than that day. She didn't know who would praise her son-in-law in front of her the next day. of.

This man is really... When the young couple are at odds, Zhong Qianyan doesn't like his son-in-law. When the young couple is on good terms, he is full of praise for his son-in-law.

But on the surface, he still pretends to be indifferent, saying that this is the dignity of his father-in-law.

Although she thought this way, Cheng Shu herself was more enthusiastic than the night she returned home. "Come, you guys sit down for a while. There are still dishes that are not cooked yet."

"Mom, I'll go." Fu Yanchen said proactively.

Cheng Shu knew her daughter's cooking skills and thought that her aunt usually did the cooking.

Now that Fu Yanchen said this, she was slightly surprised, "Xiao Fu knows how to cook?"

Zhong Qiao also looked curious.

Fu Yanchen nodded, "I know a little bit."

In the early days of starting a business, conditions were not good, so he had to cook by himself.

To briefly describe his cooking skills, it would be 'not poisonous, nor delicious'.

But since his second elder returned home, he took precautions and went to the headquarters cafeteria and asked the chef to teach him how to cook a few dishes.

Just so that when I have to perform, my record won't be too ugly.

"It's rare. Not many young people nowadays know how to cook." Cheng Shu sincerely praised, but she didn't really intend to let Fu Yanchen cook. "But, your dad is addicted to chess, so I'd better accompany you." Dad plays chess, but I'm not used to having someone help me when I'm cooking."

Fu Yanchen had no choice but to strive for performance after the meal and took over the task of washing the dishes immediately.

Zhong Qiao was sitting on the sofa with Cheng Shu and Zhong Qianyan, watching TV and eating melon seeds.

Cheng Shu: "Xiaofu, it seems that he is different from before."

In the past, my son-in-law was polite and considerate in front of them, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Now I know it's because the previous son-in-law didn't "strive for performance" so much, he was always discreet, and he didn't have the usual nervousness of a son-in-law in front of the daughter's parents.

Cheng Shu was a person who had experienced this, so she naturally knew the reasons for this change. She leaned into her daughter's ear and whispered, "Did you take into account what I told you last time?"

After realizing what Cheng Shu said, Zhong Qiao's cheeks were a little hot, "I got it, Mom."

"Don't just know, and don't be shy. This is what age it is. It's normal. It's just a few clothes to add interest. The purpose is also to make you a couple happy. The relationship is better."

"...Hmm." Zhong Qiao nodded reluctantly. She usually read a lot of miscellaneous books. She mentioned in some books about family relationships that many parents were embarrassed about their children's education. Sex changes.

Of course she doesn't agree with this.

But...when I meet someone as open as Cheng Shu, I can't help but blush.

Cheng Shu looked at her daughter Hong Wen's face and rubbed her daughter's ears cutely, "These are people with children. Why are they so thin-skinned? Go and wash your face."

While Zhong Qiao was washing her face, Cheng Shu I opened the shopping app, selected a few items, and filled in the address of Wangxi Garden.

...

After dinner, everyone took a walk in the school.

Cheng Shu and Zhong Qianyan have been a couple for so many years, and many of them have turned into family ties, but love is also there, and it has become more refined over decades of working together.

Many affectionate behaviors are subconscious, such as holding each other's hand when taking a walk.

In comparison, the young couple seemed unfamiliar.

Fu Yanchen only realized this after changing the formation.

A group of dog walkers were approaching, and in order to make room, their line of four abreast became two rows.

Fu Yanchen's hand approaching Zhong Qiao was a little ready to move.

During this period, his relationship with Zhong Qiao had greatly improved, especially in their married life.

He could feel the desire between the two for each other's bodies. At night, they would be like a young couple having sex.

But for some reason, he always felt vain.

It's unclear, the way is unclear.

Suddenly, a soft warmth interrupted his thoughts, and Zhong Qiao grabbed his hand before him.

Based on his own intention, he quickly held it back and intertwined his fingers with hers.

...

Late at night, Cheng Shu and Zhong Qianyan sent them to the car, "Xiao Fu, don't work too hard at ordinary times. Take more rest. Yaoyao does the same, and so do you. Don't be so stressed. Your dad and I have paid off our pensions." It's quite high. Even if you don't work now, I can still support you."

Of course, it's impossible for Zhong Qiao and Fu Yanchen to stop working, but they still feel warmed by these words.

After admonishing her again, Cheng Shu remembered her cashmere coat that was forgotten in the room, and slapped her head in frustration, "I have such a bad memory."

"Wait a minute." After saying that, she hurried back to get her things.

After a while, she handed a beautifully packaged bag to Fu Yanchen, "The town we live in abroad has many handmade century-old shops. I asked a master to make this and waited for several months. , just got the finished product."

Fu Yanchen was a little sour by Cheng Shu's actions and said nothing on the way home.

I don't know what Zhong Qiao said to the second elder that night.

He could clearly feel the change in the second elder's attitude toward him today, and he sincerely treated him as a son-in-law.

There was a large table of dishes, half of which were what Zhong Qiao liked, and half of which were what he liked.

He didn't expect that Cheng Shu would remember his taste preferences, the warm conversations between meals and after meals, and the clothes she gave him in the end. These were things Chen Bihua had never done.

He used to be able to comfort himself that he did not lack these. Chen Bihua also felt that he did not lack these, so he automatically omitted this step.

But when another person makes these, besides being moved, a sense of sourness also comes with it.

It turns out that it's not that he doesn't need it, it's just that he doesn't have it, so he can only comfort himself.

In the car, Zhong Qiao felt a little bored and joked with Fu Yanchen, "Just now, I was waiting eagerly. I thought there was a gift from me, but there was no! It's just for you. Tell me honestly, what magic did you do? You stole my parents!"

A joke brought Fu Yanchen out of his sour mood, and he finally had a smile on his face, "Honey, aren't your parents my parents?"

[Black . The transformation value is -4. The current mission target's transformation value is: 70. Host, please continue to work hard. 】

Before Zhong Qiao could react to his "wife", he was surprised by the sudden system prompt sound.

Her heartbeat was now as loud and powerful as a drum.

Why did the blackening value drop so much all of a sudden! That's a full four points!

besides!

Why is this man so sexy when he calls his wife?