27.27

The water in the cup is not hot water, and in this season, even if the heating is turned on in the house, the temperature of this cup of tea will quickly drop.

But Cheng Qingrong still screamed "whooping", most of them because he was frightened by himself.

Lin Wenxiu hurriedly snatched the water cup from the other party's hand and put it on the table, broke his face, and looked at it a little nervously.

The tea on the other party's face converged along his cheeks and onto his chin, dripping in a string, smudging the clothes on Cheng Qingrong's chest with a large damp 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 it carefully again, and after confirming that the other party was not burned, he was a little relieved.

"I'll get you some medicine." Lin Wenxiu got up and prepared to find out the first-aid medical kit. Although Cheng Qingrong doesn't seem to have any problems, but just in case, it's better to take the medicine to be safer.

"No need." Cheng Qingrong reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and pulled Lin Wenxiu back, "You still seem to have something to say, I'll rub the medicine myself." โ€

Taking the back of Cheng Qingrong's wolf bรจi leaving in her eyes, Yan Wen quietly looked away from her gaze: "Wen Xiu, what do you think of what I said?" โ€

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

"What about the kid?"

Lin Wenxiu pondered: "This is not my business alone, I need to discuss it with Qingrong." โ€

"Okay." Lin Siqi, who was listening to their conversation on the side, spoke, "But to do my best, I have a colleague who happened to be sent to the Provincial People's Hospital of Z City, he is an authoritative expert in this area, and he can combine the best genes in your body with Qingrong." โ€

Lin Wenxiu nodded: "I understand." โ€

Lin Wenxiu followed Cheng Qingrong back to the bedroom, turned around and closed the door gently.

Cheng Qingrong stood beside the bed in a daze, looking down at the two pillows on the bed. Lin Wenxiu stood behind him, unable to see the expression on the other party's face clearly, and didn't know what the other party was thinking.

But he knows very well that Cheng Qingrong has something on his mind.

"Qingrong." Lin Wenxiu suddenly spoke, and Cheng Qingrong suddenly glanced back, and the trance expression on his face didn't have time to put it away, "What's wrong with you?" โ€

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

Lin Wenxiu took the ointment in his hand and said lightly: "Sit down, I'll rub the medicine for you." โ€

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

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

In fact, Cheng Qingrong's face would have been fine for a long time, and the red marks that had just been scalded by hot water and were almost invisible had disappeared, and there was no trace on the whole face.

Lin Wenxiu was silent and spread the pale green ointment on Cheng Qingrong's face, and the other party sat up straight and looked at him stunned.

"Qingrong." Lin Wenxiu's fingers that were smearing ointment on his face suddenly stopped.

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

Lin Wenxiu tapped his finger on Cheng Qingrong's nose: "You have a freckle here." โ€

Cheng Qingrong was a little dazed: "Really?" โ€

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

Cheng Qingrong said: "Oh. โ€

Lin Wenxiu frowned.

Even saying such things by himself can't 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 over the chair on the side and sat opposite Cheng Qingrong.

"Mommy said about the child's ......"

Cheng Qingrong suddenly raised up and quickly interrupted Lin Wenxiu's words: "Wenxiu, I'...... I don't really like children......"

Lin Wenxiu was a little surprised.

He has very little contact with children, he can't talk about love for children, and he can't talk about disgust, and in general, there is no other kind of affection, just like he didn't have any affection for his wife at the beginning, and now he has no extra affection for children.

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

"Then don't." Lin Wenxiu reached out and held Cheng Qingrong's hand, "Don't worry, my parents won't interfere with us." โ€

Cheng Qingrong looked obviously relieved, he took out his hand to hold Lin Wenxiu's face, and kissed it fiercely:

"Husband, you're the best!"

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

The parents just told them to rest early, but they had to leave for their grandmother's house tomorrow morning.

Lin Wenxiu's grandmother is Yan Wen's mother, and she has been living in the countryside because she is reluctant to come to the county seat. Although there is less movement, the relationship is not bad, Lin Wenxiu still remembers the time when he lived in his grandmother's house when he was a child, and he is very happy in his memory.

It is precisely because of getting along with his grandmother for a period of time that his grandmother, who was not very close to him, became very fond of him, and even now, his grandmother often talks a lot, chatting about Lin Wenxiu from time to time, complaining that he doesn't go back to visit her.

Especially after Lin Wenxiu got married, his grandmother's chatter became more frequent, but fortunately, after a business trip here, the school gave him a few days off, so he could take the opportunity to return to his hometown to accompany his grandmother for a few more days, and by the way, let her meet the grandson lady she had been thinking about for a long time.

Since Lin Wenxiu said that he didn't want children, Cheng Qingrong's love has recovered, and there has never been that kind of unruly soul that day.

This will get in the car, seeing that his grandmother's hometown is getting closer and closer, Lin Wenxiu is fine, and Cheng Qingrong seems to be extremely excited.

"Isn't it almost there?" Cheng Qingrong asked Lin Wenxiu.

Lin Wenxiu listened to the paper inside with headphones in one ear, and listened to Cheng Qingrong's words with the other: "Not yet." โ€

Yan Wen in the front seat couldn't help but look back: "Qingrong, you've asked more than a dozen times along the way, why are you still asking?" โ€

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

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 in the fingers." After a pause, Lin Wenxiu calmly concluded, "I told the truth, but I concealed it." โ€

Cheng Qingrong: ......

Yan Wen stretched out her hand and patted Lin Wenxiu's head: "What are you looking at every day." โ€

Lin Wenxiu was beaten inexplicably, a little puzzled: "I just watched a little bit of micro-expression decryption yesterday." โ€

Yan Wen asked him: "You're done with everything, do you have time to look at these useless things?" โ€

Lin Wenxiu remembered the paper he hadn't revised yet, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Cheng Qingrong leaned over and whispered, "I was scolded, unhappy?" โ€

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

Cheng Qingrong: ......

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

The car slowly passed through the beautiful county town, drove onto a narrow cement road, and the hills on both sides quickly retreated, along the winding small river all the way forward, and finally stopped in front of a red brick and green tile farmhouse.

The two bushes at the door are full of greenery in all seasons.

Everyone carried the big bags and small bags of things in the car into the house together.

Lin Wenxiu held Cheng Qingrong's hand tightly, pulled the other party directly in front of his grandmother, and pushed her forward: "Grandma, this is my wife." โ€

"Oh, it's Xiao Xiu's wife." Because of her age, my grandmother's reaction has begun to be sluggish, but fortunately, there is no problem with communication. She grabbed Cheng Qingrong's hand and looked at the other party carefully, the smile on her face couldn't stop, "Okay, handsome, really handsome." โ€

Cheng Qingrong's face turned red when he praised him, and he hurriedly handed over the gift he had been holding in his hand: "Grandma, this is my filial piety to your old man." โ€

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

Grandma didn't know whether she really liked gold jewelry or just liked Cheng Qingrong's heart, so she couldn't close her mouth happily and praised Cheng Qingrong for being a good lady.

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

Lin Wenxiu smiled: "Grandma has always been very satisfied, so she has been extremely happy in her life." โ€

Cheng Qingrong seemed to remember something, with a look of memory on his face, and echoed Lin Wenxiu's words: "Yes, people with low happiness are more likely to be happy." โ€

Lin Wenxiu didn't speak, for him, the work is completed, he is very happy, he has made progress in research, he will also be very happy, but now he should add one.

Cheng Qingrong is happy, and he will be very happy.

Cheng Qingrong suddenly turned around and hugged Lin Wenxiu, and put his head on the other party's shoulder socket: "I used to think that it would be a very happy thing to be able to marry you, but then I wanted to hold you, kiss you, and do the most intimate thing in the world with you." โ€

"The more I get, the more greedy I become." Cheng Qingrong raised his head and kissed Lin Wenxiu on the face, "Then do you want to satisfy me." โ€

Lin Wenxiu said seriously: "Okay, I'll hand you over when I go home. Match. โ€

Cheng Qingrong: ......

Cheng Qingrong looked weak: "I really didn't mean it this time." โ€

Lin Wenxiu raised his eyebrows, and was just about to speak when his mobile phone rang.

Cheng Qingrong let go of him and turned to look at the room behind him: "This is your room, right?" โ€

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

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

"Professor Dou, is there something wrong?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Lin Wenxiu asked again: "Dou Shuya?" โ€

Dou Shuya's voice was a little hoarse, with a thick exhaustion. She whispered: "The matter between me and Chang'an was discovered by the school, and now Tieba, Weibo and BBS have begun to expose us." โ€

Lin Wenxiu was stunned.

"I'm on my way to school right now." Dou Shuya's voice was low, "You can stay at your grandmother's house with peace of mind, if the school asks you, you just say you don't know, don't be involved." โ€

Cheng Qingrong found a somewhat worn iron box from the room, which still had a strong rust smell, but it was pasted with cute stickers and crooked fonts, which was particularly immature.

He opened the iron box, and just after seeing the contents clearly, before he had time to rise from the excitement in his heart, Lin Wenxiu's somewhat cold voice came from the position at the door:

"Who allowed you to mess with this?"