My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

"Too."

The dean nodded, and first trained her in the direction of an heir. It is always good to proceed gradually.

The dean of Huai University's School of Biology never expected that after their Professor Feng was released, he would be trained as a future successor. If he had known earlier, he would never have let him go.

Right now, it's too late to say anything.

After the marking, the elite teachers of Huai University were about to retreat. All the colleagues in the research institute expressed their sincere gratitude to the elite teachers of Huai University for their help, and lined up to watch them go back to school.

And the candidates who stayed outside couldn't stand it anymore and left one after another as early as the night of the exam. Who would have thought that the research institute was so ruthless that they didn't even leave the door and closed the examination papers directly.

Generally, the approval of papers cannot be completed within ten days and half a month, and everyone can only leave lonely.

Who ever thought that after two days, the examination papers would be officially over.

Today coincides with Friday, after watching the elite teachers leave at noon, the dean waved his hand and granted everyone a half-day off, so even the weekend, they had two and a half days of rest, and everyone happily packed their bags and prepared to go home .

When Feng Lan returned home by car, she saw Jiang Anzhi taking care of the flowers and plants in the front yard.

Spring is the season when all things come back to life and a hundred flowers bloom in full bloom. The appearance of a man in home clothes closing his eyes in the flowers and taking care of the flowers and plants is not to mention how eye-catching.

Jiang Anzhi didn't seem to expect Feng Lanchu to come back at this moment, his eyes slightly opened: "I'm back."

Feng Lanchu smiled and walked up to him with a backpack on her shoulders: "Where did Rapunzel come from, why is she so pretty?"

Jiang Anzhi slightly hooked his lips: "Mr. Xiaofeng's."

Feng Lan smiled and hugged him at the beginning. She has been living in the unit from Monday to now, and when she came home suddenly, it was hard not to be moved when she saw that beautiful man taking care of everything at home.

It's kind of like the feeling of a general coming back from the battlefield and seeing his wife taking care of vulgar things for him.

Jiang Anzhi pinched her waist, leaned close to her and sniffed carefully: "I feel that you smell like a rival in love, you should go take a bath."

"?" Feng Lanchu.

Jiang Anzhi let her go decisively, and continued to water the flowers arrogantly. He wouldn't say that the moment the Huai University school bus drove into the research institute after the exam, he guessed that Wang Bingbing had also arrived at the exam room.

Although he knew that Pingtou was only going to help grade the papers, he was not happy when he thought that he could face Teacher Xiaofeng for two days and nights even though he didn't have to see him.

Feng Lan didn't know what Jiang Anzhi was thinking at the beginning, she just thought that he had committed another cleanliness obsession, and sniffed her body innocently and said, "Don't think that I really don't care about hygiene, I also take a good bath at work."

"Hmm." Jiang Anzhi glanced at her amusedly, but didn't answer.

Feng Lanchu shook her head helplessly, and entered the room thinking about it, alas, Uncle Jiang is really picky, no matter what, anyway, she also wants to go home and take a good bath.

I put water in the bathtub, and happily dripped a few drops of palmarosa essential oil into it, filling the room with a faint fragrance of roses.

Feng Lan lay down beautifully at the beginning, enjoying the influence from the sea of ​​flowers.

The warm water accompanied by the scent of flowers relaxes the tense nerves instantly.

It is the greatest enjoyment in the world.

While intoxicated, the door of the bathroom suddenly opened without warning, and Uncle Jiang walked in slowly.

"?" Feng Lanchu nervously covered her body with a towel, and looked at him suspiciously.

I saw Uncle Jiang walking in front of her, raised his slender fingers slightly, and flicked his jacket like this, followed by his pants.

"!!!" Feng Lanchu.