One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Jian Changqing and Fu Nianchen were invited to the waiting room outside.

Every minute and every second here is a torment for Jian Changqing.

"Don't worry, Professor Zhang is an internationally renowned psychologist." Fu Nianchen comforted Jian Changqing when he saw that Jian Changqing was always nervous.

Jian Changqing understands that the one who can make Fu Nianchen move will definitely not be a simple person, this point, Jian Changqing is very clear.

Even so, Jian Changqing couldn't help but worry.

"I'm not questioning Professor Zhang, I just..."

Not only was she worried about the professionalism of the classroom, she was only worried about Little Pudding.

Happy people use childhood to heal their whole life, and unfortunate people use their whole life to heal their childhood.

She had already given everything she could to Little Pudding, doubled her love, but she was afraid that what she gave was not what Little Pudding wanted.

"You've done a good job. Little Pudding is obedient and sensible. He's a very good child." Fu Nianchen didn't just comfort her. From the shining points of Little Pudding, Little Pudding was really well raised by her. It's well-intentioned, anyone who has been in contact with children will understand.

Jian Changqing looked at him, "Do you really think so?"

Fu Nianchen nodded solemnly to the eyes of the elders above who were eager for answers, "Of course."

Only then did Jian Changqing slightly bend the corners of her lips. Fu Nianchen's affirmation was very important to her. As for the importance, she did not dare to think deeply about it.

Fu Nianchen looked at the curvature of her mouth, his body was ahead of his thoughts, and he stretched out his hand to cover the hand on her knee.

The place where the back of Jian Changqing's hand was touched was like hot carbon, and she immediately retracted it.

"I'm sorry." Fu Nianchen said again, "I just want to comfort you."

She got an apology from the other party before she could say the question. Jian Changqing felt guilty, so she couldn't say anything more.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Jian Changqing stood up and hurried out of the lounge.

Fu Nianchen's eyes were dark, and he knew that Jian Changqing was trying to avoid him.

He looked at his hand, the slight warmth still remained between the fingers.

He rubbed his fingertips, his eyes were determined to win, since Jian Changqing chose to come back, then this time, he will never let go again!

And Jian Changqing, who left the lounge, ran to the empty corridor, she pressed her chest, and could still feel the disordered heartbeat.

Even in the past years, even in these years they are far apart.

She thought she had forgotten, she thought she had let go.

But her heartbeat told her, no, not at all!

She didn't let go, she still loved him!
Her heart still throbs because of him.

Jian Changqing covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

Why, after experiencing so many things, she still can't learn to control herself, to ask for things that don't belong to her.

Shortly out of control, Jian Changqing quickly learned to disguise herself.

She wiped away her tears, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and waited for her eyes to improve before going out.

Love is not the whole of life, she has other more important things that need her to worry about.

She also has little puddings, and now the most important thing is little puddings.

After Jian Changqing tidied herself up, she returned to the lounge.

Fu Nianchen looked at her slightly damp hair, and didn't ask her what was wrong, nor did she ask why she had been out for so long, nor did she ask if her red eyes had ever cried.