Interstellar Marriage: Professor Han’s Sassy Wife Fucked Again

Early the next morning, Yu Rong adhered to her persona of a gentle and virtuous wife and got up from bed at six o'clock to make breakfast. When Professor Han got up at 6:, she would see breakfast already prepared in the restaurant when she came out.

Breakfast was made into a Western style, throwing the bread slices into the toaster, frying two eggs, pouring two cups of milk, cutting two slices of ham, and adding two slices of lettuce. According to her expectations, it was such a simple and easy nutritious breakfast. It can definitely be done in twenty minutes.

Yu Rong went into the bathroom and spent 10 minutes putting on makeup without makeup. She looked in the bathroom mirror and was satisfied. She tied her hair up casually and wore silk pajamas. A lazy beauty was born. .

After making all preparations, Yu Rong was about to go to the kitchen to face the test of the camera, but found that Han Hongxu was already busy in the kitchen.

The ham and carrots had been cut into cubes and there were more than a dozen peas on the plate next to them. At this time, Han Hongxu was holding two eggs, which looked like they were about to be fried.

When Han Hongxu saw Yu Rong coming over, he didn't stop moving his hands at all, "Why did you get up so early today? Are you hungry?"

Yu Rong glanced at the two cameras installed next to the cooking table, and changed her words as she prepared to speak, "Don't you still have to go to work today? Go and wash up quickly, I'll make breakfast!"

Han Hongxu was stunned for a moment, and then he wanted to understand why Yu Rong was so abnormal. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, handed the egg in his hand to Yu Rong, and said, "Then there is Mrs. Lao."

Yu Rong took the eggs calmly, turned to face the cooking table, and racked his brains to remember how to make egg fried rice.

She had also made it when she was a child, but not many times, and it was just simple eggs with fried rice. Now there are so many side dishes, which makes her even more panicked.

At least you have to behave calmly in front of the camera, Yu Rong told himself in his heart.

Find an empty bowl, beat two eggs, and heat the pan.

The pot has been heated up, and the next step is to pour the oil. Yu Rong's outstretched hand froze above the condiment bottle. With so many bottles and jars, which bottle is the oil?

Judging by the color, there were three bottles with similar colors and textures. Yu Rong recognized that one of the bottles was sesame oil and put it aside. It was hard to tell the difference between the remaining two bottles.

Seeing that the pot was already heating up and now starting to emit white smoke, Yu Rong thought that even if she made a mistake, at least the dish would look indistinguishable from the fact that she poured the wrong oil.

Just when Yu Rong stretched out his sinful hand towards the condiment bottles, Han Hongxu grabbed one of the bottles from behind and handed it to Yu Rong.

Yu Rong glanced at Han Hongxu and poured the oil into the pot. After the oil was about the same temperature, he poured the eggs in and stirred them into egg droplets. Seeing that the previous steps were done well, Yu Rong asked Han Hongxu beside him gently, "Didn't I ask you to wash up? Why are you here again?"

"Let me help you." Han Hongxu still had that calm smile, which made Yu Rong feel at ease inexplicably.

The subsequent steps are very simple. After the eggs are cooked, add the side dishes and rice, stir well and serve. Yu Rong puts the fried rice on two plates and hands it to Han Hongxu to serve on the table. Then he turns to I used a soy milk machine to make two cups of soy milk.

Yu Rong looked at the fried rice with good color matching and felt very good. The program team should add filters later and it should be able to pass.

"I have to go to school today to give grades to students, and I also have to hand in lesson plans for this semester. You must not skip meals at home at noon, you know?" Han Hongxu was very worried.

Before he was not at home, he could let the robot cook, but now he is recording a show. Yu Rong felt that letting the robot butler cook was not in line with her character as a good wife, so the two agreed to cook for the next two days. , you can’t let the robot butler cook.

"Don't worry, there are slices of bread and so much fruit in the refrigerator. I won't be hungry." Yu Rong said.

Han Hongxu went out with a worried look on his face. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask the robot butler to clean up the dishes and kitchen.

Although the traditional concept is that using robot butlers to cook is the behavior of lazy people, the people of the main star are still very accepting of them doing some low-value-added housework. Han Hongxu is not worried that this will bring trouble to Yu Rong.

Yu Rong closed the door and went to the study. This study was her favorite place. There was a large floor-to-ceiling window in the study. The eyes were warm and the wind was blowing in. It was also very comfortable. Yu Rong put her portable computer Take it out, choose a comedy with a relatively high rating, and start the drama-watching mode.

As soon as the tense nerves relaxed, he fell asleep unconsciously. It might have been the wind blowing in the afternoon. When he woke up again, his nose was a little runny. Yu Rong closed the window and didn't care. Who knew it was coming? In the evening, I started coughing again.

Yu Rong watched the time and went into the kitchen, rummaged through the things in the refrigerator, and worried about what to cook. Unexpectedly, Professor Han came back early.

Yu Rong heard the noise and ran to the door, surprised and said, "Why are you back so early?"

"It's just the last grade. It won't take long. Why do you have such a nasal voice? Do you have a cold?" Han Hongxu noticed something was wrong as soon as he came in.

"Maybe it's because of the wind. I guess I'll be fine tomorrow morning after some sleep." Yu Rong didn't take it to heart at all.

"How can that be done? You haven't been in good health since you came out of the hospital last time. You will have a fever even if you have a minor illness. Stop standing at the door and go back and lie down. If you can cover up the sweat tonight, maybe It's not like you have a fever." Han Hongxu took off his shoes and quickly pushed Yu Rong into the house, "Be obedient, go back and lie down, and don't come out."

"But..." Yu Rong was still thinking about what was written in the variety show contract. In order to record enough material, Yu Rong should try not to go back to the bedroom before ten o'clock in the evening.

"Stop it." Han Hongxu grabbed Yu Rong's wrist, took her into the bedroom, took out the thickest quilt in the house, and covered Yu Rong.

"This one is too thick, it's hot." As soon as he covered Yu Rong, he felt like he had entered a sauna, and he kept pulling down the quilt.

"You have to cover yourself up all night, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable if you have a fever." Han Hongxu pressed the quilt to prevent him from lifting it.

"Why are you so squeamish? It's just the wind blowing." Yu Rong pouted.

"Lie still and I'll get you the medicine." Han Hongxu looked at Yu Rong worriedly.

She had been injured several times in the battlefield, and her body was not as good as before. The slightest disturbance would inevitably lead to a serious illness. She had not yet realized that, so she always thought that she was still in the same physical condition as before. Han Hongxu could not express his anger, and felt more distressed.

"I don't take medicine. Taking medicine regularly will destroy the body's immune system." Yu Rong's voice sounded behind Han Hongxu, and Han Hongxu helplessly pretended not to hear it.

The consequence of disobedience was that Yu Rong still had a fever the next morning...