So you are such a president

The water in the cup is not boiling hot water. In this season, even if the heating is turned on at home, the temperature of the cup of tea will drop quickly.

But Cheng Qingrong still yelled "Oh", mostly because he was frightened.

Lin Wenxiu quickly grabbed the water glass from the other party's hand and put it on the table, turned his face away, and checked it nervously.

The tea on the other party's face gathered along the cheeks to the chin, and dripped down in a row, staining the clothes on Cheng Qingrong's chest with a large wet trace.

Fortunately, the water was not as hot as expected, and Cheng Qingrong's face was not burned red.Lin Wenxiu was a little worried, and checked again carefully to confirm that the other party was not burned, and then he was a little relieved.

"I'll get you medicine." Lin Wenxiu stood up and prepared to find the first aid kit.Although Cheng Qingrong didn't seem to have any problems, it would be safer to take some medicine just in case.

"No need." Cheng Qingrong reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth and pulled Lin Wenxiu back, "You seem to have something to say, I'll go and apply the medicine myself."

Seeing the back of Cheng Qingrong leaving in embarrassment, Yan Wen calmly averted her gaze: "Wenxiu, what do you think of what I said?"

Lin Wenxiu said: "I will go to my grandmother's house, it has always been like this in the past."

"What about the child?"

Lin Wenxiu thought about it: "This is not my business alone, I need to discuss it with Qingrong."

"Okay." Lin Siqi, who was listening to their conversation, said, "But as soon as possible, I have a colleague who happened to be dispatched to the Provincial People's Hospital of Z City. He is an authoritative expert in this field and can combine you and Qingrong's body Excellent genes."

Lin Wenxiu nodded: "I understand."

Lin Wenxiu returned to the bedroom with Cheng Qingrong, who was in a daze, and turned around to close the door gently.

Cheng Qingrong stood by the bed blankly, looking down at the two pillows on the bed.Standing behind him, Lin Wenxiu couldn't see the expression on the other person's face, nor did he know what the other person was thinking.

But he was very clear that Cheng Qingrong had something on his mind.

"Qingrong." Lin Wenxiu spoke suddenly, and Cheng Qingrong suddenly turned his head to look at him in shock, before putting away the dazed expression on his face, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Qingrong was still holding an ointment in his hand, he shook his head: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

Lin Wenxiu took the ointment in his hand, and said calmly: "Sit down, I will apply the ointment for you."

Since Cheng Qingrong didn't want to talk about it for the time being, Lin Wenxiu naturally wouldn't ask.

Pressing the other party to sit on the bed, Lin Wenxiu unscrewed the ointment, squeezed a little on his finger, bent down and gently applied it on Cheng Qingrong's face.

In fact, nothing happened to Cheng Qingrong's face for a long time, the little red marks that were just scalded by hot water have disappeared, and there is no trace on the whole face.

Lin Wenxiu spread the light green ointment on Cheng Qingrong's face in silence, while Cheng Qingrong sat upright, staring at him in a daze.

"Qingrong." Lin Wenxiu's fingers, which were applying ointment on his face, stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Qingrong asked in a low voice.

Lin Wenxiu tapped Cheng Qingrong's nose with his finger: "You have a freckle here."

Cheng Qingrong was a little dazed: "Really?"

"It's so cute." Lin Wenxiu focused his eyes on the little freckle, "It's so cute that I want to kiss it."

Cheng Qingrong said wearily, "Oh."

Lin Wenxiu frowned.

Can't even saying something like this make Cheng Qingrong happy?

It seems that Cheng Qingrong's problem this time is definitely a big problem.

After applying it, Lin Wenxiu put away the ointment, pulled the chair aside and sat opposite Cheng Qingrong.

"What Mommy said about the child..."

Cheng Qingrong raised his head suddenly, and quickly interrupted Lin Wenxiu: "Wenxiu, I...I don't like children very much..."

Lin Wenxiu was a little surprised.

He rarely comes into contact with the child, neither does he love or dislike the child. Generally speaking, he doesn't have any other emotions, just like he didn't have any emotions for his wife back then, and now he doesn't have any emotions for the child either. excess emotion.

But since Cheng Qingrong doesn't like children and Lin Wenxiu doesn't care about it, then it's better not to have children.

"Then don't." Lin Wenxiu stretched out his hand to hold Cheng Qingrong's hand, "Don't worry, our parents won't interfere with us."

Cheng Qingrong seemed obviously relieved, he took out his hand to hold Lin Wenxiu's face, and kissed him hard: "My husband, you are the best!"

Sure enough, as Lin Wenxiu said, after hearing that they had no plans to have children, the parents nodded to express their understanding and stopped meddling in their affairs.

The parents just told them to go to bed early, to avoid the jet lag, and set off to grandma's house tomorrow morning.

Lin Wenxiu's grandmother is Yan Wen's mother. Because she doesn't want to come to the county town, she has been living in the country.Although there are relatively few walks, the relationship is still good. Lin Wenxiu still remembers the time when he lived in his grandmother's house when he was a child, and he was very happy in his memory.

It is also because of spending time with grandma that the grandma, who didn't kiss him very much, has become very fond of him. Even now, grandma often talks a lot, talking about Lin Wenxiu from time to time, complaining that he doesn't go back to visit her.

Especially after Lin Wenxiu got married, grandma talked more and more frequently. Fortunately, after the business trip here, the school gave him a few days off, so he could take the opportunity to go back to his hometown to spend a few more days with grandma, and let her meet the man she had been thinking about for a long time. Madam grandson.

Ever since Lin Wenxiu said he didn't want to have children, Cheng Qingrong's mood has recovered, and he has never been out of his mind like that day again.

This time I got in the car, seeing my grandmother's hometown getting closer and closer, Lin Wenxiu was fine, Cheng Qingrong seemed extra excited.

"Is it coming soon?" Cheng Qingrong asked Lin Wenxiu.

Lin Wenxiu listened to the thesis inside with earphones on one ear, and listened to Cheng Qingrong's words with the other: "Not yet."

Yan Wen in the front seat couldn't help but turn her head: "Qingrong, you've asked this question more than ten times, why are you still asking?"

Cheng Qingrong sat up straight: "I'm a little excited."

Lin Wenxiu glanced at him: "The eyebrows are raised, the corners of the mouth are raised, and there is a smile in the eyes, but the eyebrows are raised too high, and there are small movements of the fingers." After a pause, Lin Wenxiu calmly concluded, "It is the truth, but concealed."

Cheng Qingrong: ...

Yan Wen reached out and patted Lin Wenxiu's head: "What are you watching every day?"

Lin Wenxiu was beaten for no reason, and he didn't understand: "I just watched some micro-expression deciphering yesterday."

Yan Wen asked him: "Your work is done, do you have time to look at these useless things?"

Lin Wenxiu remembered the thesis he hadn't revised yet, so he kept his mouth shut.

Cheng Qingrong leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you happy to be scolded?"

Lin Wenxiu glanced at him casually: "I'm not you."

Cheng Qingrong: ...

Cheng Qingrong grabbed his hand and took a bite of it.

The car passed through the beautiful county town slowly, and drove on a narrow concrete road. The hills on both sides retreated quickly, and moved forward along the winding river, finally stopping at a red brick and blue tile in front of the farmhouse.

The two clumps at the door are full of greenery all the year round.

Everyone carried the big and small bags in the car and entered the house together.

Lin Wenxiu held Cheng Qingrong's hand tightly, pulled him directly in front of grandma, and pushed her in front of her: "Grandma, this is my wife."

"Oh, it's Xiaoxiu's wife." Because of her age, grandma's reaction has begun to be slow, but fortunately, there is no problem with communication.She grabbed Cheng Qingrong's hand and looked at him carefully, the smile on her face could not be stopped, "Okay, handsome, really handsome."

Cheng Qingrong blushed from his praise, and quickly handed over the gift that he had been holding all along: "Grandma, this is my honor to your old man."

It was a set of well-made gold ornaments, bracelets, rings, earrings, necklaces, all in one set, and it looked like something of great value.

Grandma doesn't know whether she really likes gold jewelry or just likes Cheng Qingrong's heart, anyway, she is happy from ear to ear, even claiming that Cheng Qingrong is a good wife.

"The old man is so coaxing." Cheng Qingrong followed Lin Wenxiu wandering around the house, looking around, looking very curious.

Lin Wenxiu smiled: "Grandma has always been very contented, so she has been extremely happy all her life."

Cheng Qingrong seemed to have remembered something, with a look of reminiscence on his face, echoing Lin Wenxiu's words: "Yes, people with low happiness points are more likely to be happy."

Lin Wenxiu didn't say a word. For him, when the work is completed, he will be very happy, and he will also be very happy when he has made progress in research, but he should add one more now.

If Cheng Qingrong is happy, he will be happy too.

Cheng Qingrong suddenly turned around and hugged Lin Wenxiu, and put his head on the other's shoulder: "I used to think that being able to marry you was a very happy thing, but then I wanted to hug you, kiss you, and I want to do the most intimate thing in the world with you."

"The more things I get, the more greedy I am." Cheng Qingrong raised his head and kissed Lin Wenxiu's face, "Then do you want to satisfy me?"

Lin Wenxiu said seriously: "Okay, I will mate with you when I get home."

Cheng Qingrong: ...

Cheng Qingrong looked powerless: "I really didn't mean that this time."

Lin Wenxiu frowned, and was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

Cheng Qingrong let go of him, turned around and looked at the room behind him: "This is your room, right?"

Lin Wenxiu nodded, and Cheng Qingrong said, "I'll go in and have a look, you can answer the phone."

After Cheng Qingrong went in, Lin Wenxiu answered the phone.

"Professor Dou, what's the matter?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Lin Wenxiu asked again: "Dou Shuya?"

Dou Shuya's voice was a little hoarse, full of exhaustion.She said in a low voice, "The matter between Chang An and I was discovered by the school, and now Tieba, Weibo and BBS have begun to expose us."

Lin Wenxiu was taken aback.

"I'm on my way to school now." Dou Shuya said in a low voice, "You can stay at grandma's house at ease. If the school asks you, just say you don't know, so don't get involved."

Cheng Qingrong rummaged through the room and found a somewhat dilapidated iron box, which still smelled of rust, but it was pasted with cute stickers and written in crooked fonts, which was extraordinarily immature.

He opened the iron box, and just as he saw the contents clearly, before he could get excited and excited in his heart, Lin Wenxiu's cold voice came from the door: "Who will allow you to mess with this?"