Ding Ruola was momentarily stunned. Then she reacted and burst into laughter, her tone laced with banter. "Mr. Fang, you're so heartless~"
"I'm only tenderhearted towards you," Fang Siyan said, his face full of affection.
He walked to the table, picked up the cup Lin Ke had used, and casually tossed it into the trash can. A flicker of disgust flashed across his eyes, so subtle it was hardly noticeable.
Lin Ke, who had just remembered she'd forgotten her bag and tiptoed to the door just in time to witness this scene, was speechless.
"Sorry! I'm here to get my bag!" Lin Ke's face was ashen. In the end, she still awkwardly entered the office.
Ding Ruola picked up her bag and handed it to her, smiling brightly and politely. "Take your time, Professor Lin..."
Lin Ke was speechless again. Her fingernails had dug deep into her flesh.
"Professor Fang, will you ever dislike me?" Ding Ruola asked as if suddenly remembering something after Lin Ke left.
The girl immediately put her hands on her hips, tilted her eyebrows, pouted, and stared at Fang Siyan.
"Of course not. I'll always love my little baby!" Fang Siyan walked up to Ding Ruola, reached out to stroke her hair, and looked at her with adoration.
"Professor Lin said men are all the same. They always get bored with the old and go for the new. The more a woman loves a man, the humbler she becomes. Is that true?"
Ding Ruola looked up at Fang Siyan, who was a head taller than her, her eyes showing a bit of nervousness.
Fang Siyan was speechless for a moment.
"She's just a sour - grapes. My little baby will always be the one I love the most, just like when we first got together. Don't overthink it! If you keep thinking such negative things, I'll have to punish you!"
Fang Siyan pressed his head against Ding Ruola's, and with his other hand, he held the back of her head. His eyes were closed, and his face showed contentment and a bit of reproach.
"Just like when we first got together? Like a passionate couple?"
Ding Ruola ignored the last few words Fang Siyan said. Her eyes lit up, and she pushed Fang Siyan's head away. Her eyes sparkled like stars.
Fang Siyan's eyes darkened a bit as Ding Ruola's small hand tugged at his chin. There was nothing wrong with his little wife's words, but when he heard the word "couple", he still paused for a moment.
Like a passionate couple? But they were already husband and wife...
However, his little wife didn't know much about his world. He seemed to have never fully opened up his life and work to her. They were husband and wife, not just a couple.
Thinking of this, a sense of guilt welled up in Fang Siyan's heart. His mind wandered as he wondered when he should fully open up his work and life to his little wife.
"Anyway, I'll always love you. Don't worry, my little baby..."
"Okay..." Ding Ruola nodded obediently, but her little hand was already trying to undo Fang Siyan's belt.
Fang Siyan was stunned for a moment and grabbed her hand.
The man leaned closer to Ding Ruola, stared at her alluring lips with lowered eyes, and said in a husky voice, "What are you up to, my little baby?"
Hearing the man's seductive voice, Ding Ruola shivered and glanced at the closed office door.
The girl blinked her eyes, a sly smile played on her lips, and there was still a bit of nervousness in her eyes.
Fang Siyan was puzzled.
Ding Ruola looked at Fang Siyan, bit her lip, and pulled down the round collar of her sweatshirt, revealing her fair and alluring shoulders and collarbone.
Her skin was as white and smooth as jade, making people drool. Her voice was soft, delicate, and extremely alluring. "Mr. Fang, I want you..."
Fang Siyan was momentarily stunned and then let out a soft laugh. He glanced back at the closed office door.
He stepped forward to hug his little wife tightly, lowered his head to kiss her, and said in a magnetic voice, "When did you learn this, little naughty?"
The man's lips were wet and hot, like a raging fire burning on her neck. Ding Ruola frowned slightly and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
The man had pushed the little woman's clothes down to her chest. Her soft breasts were half - covered and exposed to the air.
She tilted her head back, enjoying the wonderful feeling of the man's hot kisses on every inch of her skin.
At the same time, she placed a small hand on Fang Siyan's head, stroking his hair and unconsciously pressing harder, eager for more.
Seeing the shy and satisfied look on the woman in his arms, Fang Siyan's eyes darkened, and his eyes turned red. He couldn't help but lift the corner of her clothes.
A hot big hand slowly moved on her body, almost reaching her soft breasts.
Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.
The air in the room seemed to freeze instantly.
The hand caressing his little wife instantly turned cold. Fang Siyan was speechless.
Ding Ruola's face instantly turned from flushed to pale. She was also speechless.
"Teacher? Is Teacher Fang in?" It was a clear female voice, like a student's.
"Hey, stop knocking. Can't you see the door is locked? You're so stupid! You come to hand in your homework just after the teacher left. Why didn't you hand it in when the teacher was here?" It was a male voice, full of disdain.
"Humph, I just forgot."
"I think you're crazy about Professor Fang. You're coveting his good looks..."
"So what? Everyone has a love for beauty."
"Cough, the teacher's not here. Let's go quickly. Don't make a fool of yourself here."
The voices faded away. Fang Siyan let out a long breath, like a deflated balloon, and slumped weakly on Ding Ruola.
Ding Ruola also took a deep breath, as if relieved, and stared at the ceiling in disbelief.
Then they both laughed softly.
In the morning, the sun shone through the window into the room, making the whole library bright and spacious.
When Ding Ruola saw Mei Xuejian, she walked straight over with a few books in her hand and sat down opposite him.
Ding Ruola was wearing a white woolen knitted sweater today, paired with a black and apricot - colored checkered skirt.
Her soft hair was tied low at the back, and there was a bow on the hair tie. She looked young and beautiful. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she looked like a freshman.
Mei Xuejian was wearing a black - and - white checkered shirt. He was sitting at a table by the window, concentrating on reading a book.
When he saw Ding Ruola coming, the man gently closed the book and a smile played on his lips.
A beautiful sketch of a young scholar was thus disrupted. The girl with the brush frowned, and a look of impatience flashed across her face.
The girl had delicate features. Her curly brown hair cascaded gracefully.
She had willow - leaf eyebrows, peach - blossom eyes, a cherry - like mouth, and fair and delicate skin. She clearly came from a wealthy and pampered family.
She was wearing a dark red princess dress with some large prints on it. Her small black leather shoes were polished to a shine. There were three or five people around her, sitting at a desk not far from Mei Xuejian.
Su Man looked up at Ding Ruola, frowned, and her eyes were full of disgust. "Where did this woman come from?"
"Who knows? But judging from her appearance, she's just a silly girl who admires Young Master Mei. How can she compare to you, Miss Su?" A slightly older young woman, like a maid, bowed her head obediently.