Pei Xiuyan took Ye Yuncheng away from the crowd. Along the way, he remained sullen and silent. It seemed that he was a little too kind.

"What should I do if the paint can't be washed off?" Ye Yuncheng frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and looked at Pei Xiuyan innocently with his big eyes.

Pei Xiuyan held Ye Yuncheng's hand and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I'll wash it for you."

Ye Yuncheng always felt that something was wrong...

After returning home, Ye Yuncheng threw his clothes at the door of his room. Even though they smelled bad, they probably couldn't be washed.

Pei Xiuyan looked at the green paint on Ye Yuncheng's body, and his eyes darkened.

"Don't mention it, I look pretty fair." After Ye Yuncheng finished speaking, he put his arms around Pei Xiuyan's neck and kissed him gently on the lips: "I look like I'm wearing quite plain clothes, so I think I'm being taken advantage of."

Pei Xiuyan picked up Ye Yuncheng and walked to the bathroom.

"This is not a reason to do evil." Pei Xiuyan's voice was low, and it was obvious that this move had offended him.

Ye Yuncheng stuck out his tongue playfully.

Pei Xiuyan put a little water in the bathtub, and then said softly: "There is no special paint remover at home, so we can only use olive oil."

"I heard that gasoline can be used." Ye Yuncheng looked at Pei Xiuyan.

Pei Xiuyan lightly ran his fingers across the paint: "Are you sure?"

Ye Yuncheng is not sure anymore...

I heard it can be very harmful to the skin.

Pei Xiuyan took some olive oil and cotton pads and wiped them gently.

Ye Yuncheng was leaning against the bathtub. He was so sick that he even thought of throwing paint. But luckily, what if he went crazy and completely poured gasoline or something else?

The more I think about it, the more I fear.

Pei Xiuyan would rinse it with warm water from time to time, and didn't stop until it was almost done.

Ye Yuncheng originally thought that he would be like before.

It would be somewhat dishonest.

But he didn't, he just handled it carefully for her.

He had a sullen face and a serious expression.

"Husband." Ye Yuncheng stretched out his hand and touched Pei Xiuyan's chin: "Are you feeling distressed?"

"Yes." Pei Xiuyan opened his thin lips slightly.

Identity will suppress his behavior...

Ye Yuncheng held the edge of the bathtub and kissed Pei Xiuyan.

Pei Xiuyan was afraid that she would freeze, so after the kiss ended, he picked her up.

"Husband, you must go back in the afternoon because there are classes, so as not to fall into the trap of what you said." Ye Yuncheng's calculations were very accurate.

Pei Xiuyan is a professor. When something like this happens, after sending his wife home, he still doesn't forget to teach the students. How nice.

Pei Xiuyan's face was much uglier than before: "My wife can still go to class after something like this happened. Others may be able to do it, but I can't."

Ye Yuncheng was stunned. He would always put students first.

"It's not that I didn't attend the class, I will make up for it. I am a teacher, but teachers are also human beings." Pei Xiuyan said, putting Ye Yuncheng on the bed and tucking her up.

"Is it really okay? I'm afraid that people will say that if you have a wife, you won't be doing your job properly, and you're not worthy of being a teacher..."

Ye Yuncheng was very worried, very worried.

"I don't like weighing the pros and cons at this time." After Pei Xiuyan took off his glasses, he gently pinched Ye Yuncheng's cheek: "Okay, let's take a rest."

Ye Yuncheng stretched out his white hand and tugged on Pei Xiuyan's clothes: "Did I say something wrong?"

"My purpose as a teacher is to teach more students so that they can have a better future and development prospects, not to show off my professional ethics. Do you understand?" Pei Xiuyan said seriously, his expression also very serious.

Ye Yuncheng didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

"Take a rest for a while." Pei Xiuyan stood up.

It was a little cold after taking a bath just now, so he had to prepare ginger soup for Ye Yuncheng to relieve the cold, otherwise he would definitely catch a cold.

Ye Yuncheng couldn't help crying. Pei Xiuyan must have felt that she only weighed the pros and cons in everything...

She just didn't want him to be talked about, she didn't mean to insult him at all.

How could it become like this...

Ye Yuncheng thought Pei Xiuyan was angry, so he left.

She was afraid that Pei Xiuyan would hear her, so she hid in bed and cried quietly.

Pei Xiuyan prepared the ginger soup and opened the door.

When he heard the cry, he took two steps quickly.

Ye Yuncheng hid under the quilt, huddled up in a ball, and cried so hard that she tried not to make a sound, but she couldn't help it.

"Honey." Pei Xiuyan put the ginger tea on the bedside table and pulled the quilt.

Ye Yuncheng hurriedly wiped his face, then clutched the quilt and looked at Pei Xiuyan helplessly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Pei Xiuyan took Ye Yuncheng out of the bed, then pulled the quilt over and covered her with it.

Pei Xiuyan lowered his head and pressed his lips against Ye Yuncheng: "I hope you can let me favor you more next time when we weigh things up, okay?"

Ye Yuncheng's shoulders trembled slightly.

Pei Xiuyan picked up the ginger soup on the bedside table and fed it to Ye Yuncheng: "I left you to go to class. The class knowledge was taught, but it also taught them that they don't have to respect the feelings of the other half in the future. This is not what I want."

Ye Yuncheng drank ginger soup: "As expected of a professor, you are right no matter what."

Pei Xiuyan said as he took the remaining ginger syrup and put it on the bedside table.

Ye Yuncheng leaned on Pei Xiuyan.

"It's just nonsense based on your ability." Pei Xiuyan chuckled: "If you wrong yourself for me, I will feel bad."

Ye Yuncheng turned his head and looked at Pei Xiuyan: "As long as you understand me, I'm not the kind of person who only knows how to weigh the pros and cons."

Pei Xiuyan smiled gently.

Ye Yuncheng suddenly understood. She looked at Pei Xiuyan and said, "You have gone around in a big circle, but you are actually trying to trick me into letting me accept your stay with peace of mind."

"Yes." Pei Xiuyan nodded.

Ye Yuncheng gently shook Pei Xiuyan's chin and said vaguely: "Next time, tell me directly and don't teach me the truth."

"Okay." Pei Xiuyan agreed.

Ye Yuncheng swayed his calves: "Do you want to change clothes..."

Pei Xiuyan also had a lot of paint on his body when he hugged Ye Yuncheng.

"Then, is that okay?" Pei Xiuyan's voice was low and he was inviting.

Ye Yuncheng lowered his head, his cheeks flushed: "Don't ask, it's just not okay to ask."

Pei Xiuyan put Ye Yuncheng on the bed and kissed her gently: "Wait for me."

Ye Yuncheng was lying on the bed. Feng Xi and the others sent many text messages, but she didn't even see them...

It is estimated that this matter has spread to the Internet again.

She opened the school's campus forum and found that they were all photos of Pei Xiuyan holding her in his arms. They were surprisingly consistent, and they were all scolding the middle-aged woman who threw the paint.

Most of them are talking about Professor Pei's boyfriend being extremely powerful and protecting his little wife...

But from a shooting perspective, it's true...

Ye Yuncheng saved the photo, then thought about it and set it as wallpaper. She also liked this one.
Chapter completed!