Interstellar Marriage: Professor Han’s Sassy Wife Fucked Again

As soon as the second school year started, Yu Rong went to Teacher Han's office and paid for the spaceship ticket.

"So soon?" Although I have seen Yu Rong's name in the scholarship announcement on the school website, according to the usual practice, it will take at least a month after the announcement period to be transferred to the student's personal account.

"I was working during the holidays, and my salary was not low. I wanted to transfer money, but because I didn't have the teacher's account and didn't add contacts to each other, I had to pay it back in cash," Yu Rong explained.

Only then did Han Hongxu notice the new communicator worn on Yu Rong's wrist. "Then add it so that we can contact you more easily in the future."

As soon as the assistant teacher Telles entered the door, he saw Han Hongxu and a long-haired beauty each stretching out their wrists and touching the communicators on their wrists. A 'di' sound sounded and the two of them added each other as contacts. .

He grinned and was about to say something when he looked closely and saw that it was the student who had been sitting in the middle of the first row for the last school year. After being briefly surprised, he nodded to Yu Rong as he was about to leave.

After Yu Rong left, Teles still maintained a strange smile on his face and stared at Han Hongxu with burning eyes. "Add friends?"

Han Hongxu glanced at Teles and said in a helpless tone, "I'm here to pay you back."

Telles turned his head to look at the envelope left on his desk, curled his lips, and joked: "I thought you wouldn't ask for such a small amount of money. Now you may leave people with the impression that you are a miser." …”

Han Hongxu did not agree with Telles' statement. "No, this money must be accepted. This is an important step in establishing interpersonal relationships. If she continues to owe it and is not allowed to pay it back, she will definitely avoid me out of guilt in the long run."

"Okay." Teles shrugged, "Straight men are always full of truth."

Scholarships and bursaries have almost arrived in the account at the same time. Coupled with the salary from vacation work, Yu Rong's account balance seems to be at a gratifying level. She doesn't have to live a tight life every day. She can occasionally buy some clothes and skin care products. Dress yourself up.

However, after the start of her sophomore year, in addition to her normal schoolwork, Yu Rong had new worries, and more and more people came to disturb her study.

In the library, when she went out for dinner, Yu Rong would find a piece of paper with a communication number in her public textbook, or she would come over directly and ask, "Can I get to know you?", "Can I keep it?" Do you have any contact information?" or something like that.

Yu Rong complained to Yili and Laura while eating, "My thoughts are always interrupted. I just thought of a new idea for the paper, but they interrupted me and forgot about it!"

Yili's eyes sparkled with gossip, "That's obviously a chat. They want to pursue you, you, a straight girl."

"I don't know them, and I believe they don't know who I am. It's very rude to strike up a conversation." Yu Rong frowned, her anger still lingering.

Yi Li pinched Yu Rong's face and said, "Look at you now, a graceful beauty. I told you to dress up well. Really, you have been covered in dust for so long.

As for boys, it’s normal for a guy to want to get to know a beautiful woman when he sees her. Why do you refuse so simply? We are all alumni, so it would be nice to get to know a few more people. "

"I only dress up to please myself. After I dress up beautifully, I feel good. If I feel good, I will study in the library for a while. I feel good now, but I am not clean. I won't put on makeup tomorrow." Yu Rong swallowed hard. Go down and have a meal.

Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect. The enchanting beauty no longer wore makeup, but instead highlighted her pure temperament, and many people still came to chat with her.

Although Yu Rong's straight-girl refusal cut off many rotten love blossoms, one junior student became more courageous with each setback.

During public classes, he would just sneak in and sit next to her to be courteous. He would take the initiative to carry her bag when get out of class was over, take her seat during meals, and almost stick to Yu Rong's back whenever he had free time, like a little tail.

He didn't blush at all when faced with the teasing from his classmates. Instead, he admitted generously, "Yes, I am pursuing Senior Sister Yu Rong."

Such a passionate and obvious pursuit, and blocks all polite words of rejection. Yu Rong couldn't resist it. She had no love experience and was at a loss. She could only avoid this freshman named Cole everywhere.

On this day, Yu Rong came out of the library and had deliberately found a detour to the teaching building, but she still ran into Cole head-on.

"Senior sister, are you going to class? Have you had breakfast? I know you don't like Western food, so I bought a porridge specially. It's still warm now. You can take it to the classroom to eat later. You have too much food. I Let me help you get it." Cole reached for the bag in Yu Rong's hand and put the packing box he was carrying into Yu Rong's bag.

"It's really not necessary, I can do it myself..." They greeted her with a smile, and Yu Rong couldn't be too rude. After several pulls, Cole had almost pulled the bag away.

"Thank you then. I'll transfer the porridge money to you." Since the account balance became sufficient, Yu Rong no longer had the habit of carrying cash with him.

"Okay" Cole raised his arm happily, the two communicators touched together, and the transfer was successful.

"Senior sister, which college are you from? I've been asking for so long, but you haven't told me what elective courses you have chosen. Why can't I meet you in class?" Cole responded to Yu Rong's behavior He didn't take Zhong's refusal to heart at all. He had already grabbed Yu Rong's bag and put it directly on his shoulder. "Senior, there's no need to be polite to me. Anyway, I have classes in the morning, so I'm just on my way."

Yu Rong tried to snatch her bag back, but Cole dodged it deftly. Without answering, he asked, "Then which college are you from?"

Cole had a bright smile on his face, "I am from the School of International Relations. I am a freshman this year. I live in No. 6, Dormitory Building 6206. I am a Libra and I like to play basketball..."

Along the way, Cole kept introducing himself, and he almost printed out the transcript and handed it to Yu Rong.

"I'm here, thank you." Yu Rong walked to the teaching building and took back her bag from Cole.

"Senior, I'm going to class too. See you in the cafeteria at noon." Cole said cheerfully.

After Yu Rong left, Cole quietly followed Yu Rong, peeked at which classroom Yu Rong walked into, and then silently wrote it down. Cole's idea was that if he knew which classroom you were in, he would know who you were. Depending on what subjects you choose, you can then guess which colleges your senior is a student from, hum!

Today, I successfully became my senior’s friend...

Because Cole was delayed on the way, Yu Rong was already late entering the classroom. She was embarrassed to sit in her C seat in front of everyone in the classroom, so she found a seat at the back and sat down, complaining that Cole was delayed. It took up her time and she couldn't get a seat.