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Chapter Fifty-Fourth: Ye Yuncheng's Big Baby(1/2)

After the car stopped, Ye Yuncheng got out of the car and Pei Xiuyan took the fruit out of the trunk.

Ye Yuncheng stretched out his hand, and Pei Xiuyan held her white little hand in his palm.

"I mean, I'll take some of it..." Ye Yuncheng raised his head and looked at the gentle Pei Xiuyan beside him.

Pei Xiuyan lowered his eyes and said in a deep but not serious tone: "You just need to lead me."

With a slight feeling of happiness in his heart, Ye Yuncheng passed through Pei Xiuyan's slender fingers and held them tightly: "Okay, take my Professor Pei home."

Pei Xiuyan's eyes darkened and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. She could be lively and cute, willful and coquettish, or dignified and generous, gentle and decent. No matter what she looked like, he loved her deeply.

Even if she is not perfect and occasionally gets short-tempered and annoying, this is part of her and he loves her for everything...

Ye Yuncheng's delicate little face turned slightly red, and she whispered: "Husband, don't keep staring at me."

It's so embarrassing.

After Pei Xiuyan got on the elevator, he lowered his head and sucked Ye Yuncheng's earlobe. His eyes behind his glasses were extremely affectionate.

Ye Yuncheng looked away because there were mirrors in the elevator...

After returning home, Ye Yuncheng took off his shoes and ran to the sofa: "Hubby, I want to eat strawberries, cherries, bananas..."

"Eat the front first, and wait until you get back to the bedroom to eat the back." After finishing speaking, Pei Xiuyan pursed his thin lips.

Ye Yuncheng looked at Pei Xiuyan who was standing next to the refrigerator: "Who was here yesterday? The little bits of meat were not allowed to be touched." Her voice was a little frivolous.

When Pei Xiuyan washed the strawberries, it wasn't that he refused to let her do it, but that he didn't dare. He was afraid that it would become even more uncontrollable in the future.

Ye Yuncheng lay on the sofa, hugged the pillow, and turned on the TV.

Pei Xiuyan was very interested in the evening news, so she directly chose the news channel.

"Husband, our school is on the news." Ye Yuncheng said loudly to the kitchen.

Pei Xiuyan walked out of the kitchen and handed the fruit fork to Ye Yuncheng. He glanced at the TV and frowned slightly.

A student previously reported that the food in the cafeteria was getting worse and worse. He went there for several days and found that either the food was too salty or there was no meat at all. The most unbearable thing for him was that there were no eggs in the egg soup.

..

Students can't even eat well, so they have no choice but to go outside the school and deal with them casually, or order takeout.

A takeaway costs at least fifteen yuan, and a student living on campus costs forty or fifty for a day's meal. This is not a small amount of money for an ordinary college student family.

So he invested some money.

But this news may be the idea of ​​the vice-principal. He is always afraid that the school will be compared with other schools...

"Waiting for Monday, I will also go to the cafeteria to eat." Ye Yuncheng fed the strawberries to Pei Xiuyan's mouth: "Today's strawberries are particularly delicious, you can try them."

Pei Xiuyan took a bite, and Ye Yuncheng ate the rest.

"Let's have dinner with the sisters tomorrow, and then attend the sports meeting next week. Next Sunday you promise to accompany me to the haunted house, and then there will be grandma's birthday party, and then we will have seven days off." Ye Yuncheng became more and more excited as he spoke.

Pei Xiuyan pinched Ye Yuncheng's nose and said, "I have seven days off. Can I go on a business trip with my husband?"

Ye Yuncheng felt that Pei Xiuyan was really miserable. He was at school on Mondays and Fridays, had to work overtime at the company on weekends, and had to travel during holidays...

"No problem." Ye Yuncheng said and took a bite of the strawberry.

Pei Xiuyan leaned over and ate the rest, touching his lips lightly...

Ye Yuncheng curled up his legs and stepped on Pei Xiuyan's thigh: "Husband, have you ever considered helping your lovely wife write her graduation thesis?"

"No." Pei Xiuyan opened his thin lips slightly and refused directly.

Ye Yuncheng snorted.

Pei Xiuyan moved back and held Ye Yuncheng's ankle: "Be obedient."

"The only good thing about having a university professor as my husband is that my mother is no longer afraid that I won't do my homework." Ye Yuncheng pursed his lips.

She just teased Pei Xiuyan on purpose. If she couldn't even write her graduation thesis, then her college studies would have been in vain...

Pei Xiuyan was helpless: "Okay, my husband will teach you how to write."

Seeing his helpless look, Ye Yuncheng couldn't help but want to tease him.

Professor Pei Da, if you don’t bully me, it won’t be justified...

"Husband, that's not what you said last night. Whatever you say depends on me." Ye Yuncheng pretended to be pitiful.

Pei Xiuyan looked at Ye Yuncheng dotingly: "Okay, okay, my husband will write an article and you can use it as a reference, is that okay?"

"puff--"

When Ye Yuncheng saw Pei Xiuyan's embarrassed look after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but want to laugh. It was not easy for Professor Pei Da to open a backdoor in his studies.

The word "learn from" is very spiritual.

Pei Xiuyan leaned over and put his hand on Ye Yuncheng's waist.

"Ha ha--"

Ye Yuncheng couldn't help laughing, she was covered in itchy flesh...

"Husband, hahaha, no, stop making trouble, I, hahaha..."

Ye Yuncheng couldn't help laughing.

Finally, Pei Xiuyan stopped. Ye Yuncheng had tears in his eyes and his face turned red.

"You bully me." Ye Yuncheng said, throwing himself into Pei Xiuyan's arms and starting to scratch him.

As a result, Pei Xiuyan didn't have any itch...

Pei Xiuyan curled his lips, and then kissed Ye Yuncheng's lips. How could he be so cute?

Ye Yuncheng hugged Pei Xiuyan and felt everything he brought.

When he let go, Ye Yuncheng drew circles on Pei Xiuyan's body with his fingers: "When will I go back to the room? The little meatball is still waiting for me."

Pei Xiuyan stood up and picked up Ye Yuncheng from the sofa.

Ye Yuncheng originally didn't want to be with Pei Xiuyan, but he did so in order to save time.

"You..." Ye Yuncheng leaned against Pei Xiuyan, his legs stretched straight.

Pei Xiuyan said in a gentle voice: "My wife..."

Ye Yuncheng no longer insisted.

But in the next scene, Ye Yuncheng's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and she regretted it.

"Be good..." Pei Xiuyan coaxed gently.

Ye Yuncheng was about to cry.

Following the movement of Pei Xiuyan's hand, the water surface rippled.

Ye Yuncheng leaned against Pei Xiuyan helplessly.

"Are you ashamed?" Ye Yuncheng's voice was weak, like a sobbing kitten.

Pei Xiuyan smiled: "If you are still shy in front of your wife, what should you do..."

Ye Yuncheng was still blushing until he returned to the bedroom.

Pei Xiuyan turned off the light.

"What are you doing?" Ye Yuncheng pressed against Pei Xiuyan: "You, you are not..."

Pei Xiuyan's aura.

Ye Yuncheng's legs shook slightly.

"don't want--"

Ye Yuncheng is going crazy.

"Pei Xiuyan!"

"Well, wife, I'm..."

I don't know when Pei Xiuyan got up.

Ye Yuncheng covered Pei Xiuyan's mouth with his hand: "No, it's so dirty, I won't kiss..."

"My wife is not dirty." Pei Xiuyan's voice was low and deep.

"Bring a coat before going out," Pei Xiuyan instructed.

Because he couldn't follow him, I was worried that Ye Yuncheng would go out wearing a small skirt without a jacket...

"Okay." Ye Yuncheng agreed readily.

Pei Xiuyan went to the study room and got a book.

Ye Yuncheng watches variety shows and occasionally glances at them. The full text in German has no translation. How do you watch it...

Pei Xiuyan leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, put his arms on the armrest of the sofa, held a book in one hand, and read quietly.

Ye Yuncheng couldn't help but want to cause trouble. She stretched out her hand and scratched the book twice: "Honey, would you like to read a novel with me for a while."
To be continued...
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