President, he doesn't think I'm a stand-in

"...The popular little flower Xin Liuran was photographed going in and out of a hotel late at night with a male friend? Damn it! Is it true?"

"What, what? I'm Kangkang!" The girl at the same table hurried over, "Oh my god! Although the picture is blurry, this man's legs are so long! Who did you say?"

"Wait, I'll look it up...you say it's Fu Baiyan, the president of Shengxing Group? I'm sorry——Su, Mr. Su!"

The young and handsome man, with one hand on the table, leaned over slightly, with a smile on his lips: "Is entertainment gossip good?"

"No, no, not good-looking!" The girl blushed immediately, and stammered back: "No, not as good-looking as Teacher Su!"

"That's right! Professor Su is the prettiest!" The other students immediately followed suit.

It's a pity that Professor Su doesn't like this at all.

"Before the group discussion starts, regarding the entertainment news just now, Li Yue is here to review the theory of agenda setting for everyone. By the way, talk about the changes of agenda setting in the communication of new media." Professor Su straightened his thin and straight waist, elegantly Walking towards the podium, "The teacher really took great pains to allow Li to use these gossips in the final exam."

"Hahahahahaha!" There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

Li Yue stood up blushing, "The theory of discussion and agenda setting originated from... Lippmann..."

After stuttering and racking his brains, one minute later, Professor Su on the podium couldn't bear to watch the girl make a fool of himself, and took up the topic gracefully.

"Wow~Professor Su's lecture is really handsome~" The female students in the classroom held their faces together as if they were infatuated.

The man standing on the podium at the moment is known as a flower of University A, Professor Su Jingyansu, the treasure of the School of Journalism and Communication.

He was dressed in a cleanly pressed white shirt and black trousers, with a few strands of slightly long bangs hanging on his forehead, and a pair of elegant gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. When I look at you, I can't help being passionate.

Slender and well-proportioned fingers pinched a piece of white chalk, and wrote flowing blackboard writing on the blackboard. The bright sunlight outside the window quietly climbed up the well-lined jaw. When I looked back, beautiful and dazzling smiles were captured regardless of gender.

"Ahhhhhhh I'm going to faint~~~"

"Hehe..." The male student in the back seat let out a strange laugh, "When the final exam is due, you will be another kind of dizziness."

"Why?" asked curiously the students who came to attend the class, Professor Wen Su's name.

"Haven't you heard a sentence? As long as the teacher chooses well, the college entrance examination will be held at the end of each year." The boy who spoke smiled mysteriously, "Perhaps you have seen the key points drawn by Professor Su? The first page-the last page, the whole This book is all about the point!"

The student who attended: "...fortunately, I'm just a classmate!"

"Dingling, Dingling..." The bell rang on time for the end of get out of class.

Professor Su turned off the computer, and announced lightly: "The quiz in the next class, I wish you good luck."

"Ah? No way~~~"

There was wailing in the classroom, Su Jingyan spread her hands, and stepped out of the classroom with a computer in her hand.

Back in the office, the other two female teachers were chatting gossip, saw him greeted warmly, and then continued to chat about the topic just now.

Human beings are born to gossip, whether it is a university professor or a college student who is dominated by the professor.

The two female teachers were chatting, and a familiar name appeared again.

"By the way, Fu Boyan, isn't he married? Why is there still an affair with a female celebrity?" Teacher Qin looked puzzled.

Teacher Yan shook his head again and again, and said mysteriously: "Mr. Qin, haven't you heard the gossip? Fu Baiyan and his wife got married on a blind date. To put it bluntly, the two are family marriages. That's right."

Teacher Qin: "Huh? Disillusioned, disillusioned, even a top handsome guy like Fu Baiyan needs to get married!"

"They didn't even have a wedding." Teacher Yan said "Tsk", "The media has never released photos of his wife. Can a normal marriage be hidden like this? And look at Fu Boyan, there is always a couple in front of the camera. With a cold face of bitterness and deep hatred, it looks like a man who has never been nourished by love."

"Perhaps..." Su Jingyan took a sip of water and interjected with a smile: "Maybe she looks like this, Teacher Yan?"

"Hey~" Teacher Yan waved his hand, "This is Mr. Su, you don't understand, if he is really a man with a happy marriage, he must be a man with a happy face, just like Professor Guan from the School of Economics and Management—"

"Pfft—" Before she finished speaking, Su Jingyan almost spit out the water in her mouth.

He quickly covered his lips, and forcibly drove the big-bellied Boss Fu out of his brain, "Ahem, well, you can't say something so absolute haha..."

"Mr. Su, you don't have a partner and you don't understand. Hey wait! Let me introduce you to one!" Mr. Yan became more and more energetic as she spoke, her eyes lit up, "My second aunt's cousin's niece—"

Su Jingyan: "Ah, I suddenly remembered, I have to go to the library now, see you two teachers!"

After speaking, he rushed out of the door with lightning speed.

It really doesn't matter what profession you like to be a matchmaker.

As soon as she stepped out of the office, her phone vibrated, and Su Jingyan clicked on WeChat casually.

[Mr. Fu]: See you in room 1008 of Shengshi Hotel at seven o'clock tonight.

Su Jingyan raised her eyebrows slightly, the news was in Mr. Fu's usual concise style.

However, just after rumors of an affair with a female star came out, you asked him to a hotel all of a sudden?

Seven o'clock in the evening, room 1008 of Shengshi Hotel.

Although she had the room card in her hand, Su Jingyan still chose to ring the doorbell out of politeness.

A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing a wet handsome face.

Su Jingyan subconsciously took a step back.

Although the two have been married for some time, he still occasionally feels a little uncomfortable facing Fu Boyan's face that has been kissed by the Creator.

Sculpted perfect silhouette, deep and charming eyebrows, slightly wet black hair scattered on the forehead, wearing a loose white bathrobe, revealing the smooth and full chest and abdominal muscles, as well as the strong and powerful crotch …

"Cough cough." Su Jingran pretended to cough, and looked away calmly, "Good evening, Mr. Fu."

His mistake, he naturally missed the extremely complicated look in the man's eyes.

"Come in." In the blink of an eye, Fu Boyan suppressed both surprise and astonishment, and turned back indifferently.

The door closed silently.

The suite was decorated beautifully and ambiguously. Red candles were lit on the dining table and decorated with flowers. It seemed that Mr. Fu wanted to have a candlelight dinner first?

At this moment, Su Jingran finally understood Mr. Fu's intentions. He probably thought the family was boring and wanted to change the environment today.

He looked around, then turned his gaze back to the man on the sofa.

Fu Boyan was sitting on the sofa, exuding a noble and indifferent aura from his hair to the soles of his feet, staring straight at him with those deep dark blue eyes.

A sense of strangeness surged in Su Jingyan's heart. Tonight's Fu Boyan seemed a little different from usual.

But what exactly is different, I can't tell for a while...

"Are you the one they sent here?" Finally, the man on the sofa spoke slowly.

The voice is deep and magnetic, very sexy and charming, but I can't understand what I say.

Su Jingyan took off her windbreaker jacket, and casually put it on the shelf beside her, "Who will see me? I drove here by myself."

Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I'm here, why are you pretending to me?"

Su Jingyan:? ? ?

Just when he was thinking about the meaning of that sentence just now, Mr. Fu said again, "Come here."

Su Jingyan had no choice but to temporarily put away the doubts in her heart, and began to unbutton the collar of her shirt.

The scallion-like fingers flexed a few times, revealing a bit of straight and delicate collarbone.

Fu Boyan's gaze was immediately attracted by the white snow, with an inexplicable thirst in his throat, he lowered his voice and ordered: "Come here, don't make me repeat it a third time."

Su Jingyan's fingers froze.

Why did Fu Boyan suddenly become so domineering?made him a little...

I kind of like it!

He walked towards the sofa with his long legs, and before he could speak when he stood still, Fu Boyan pulled him onto him.

Su Jingyan was stunned for a second, blinked her eyelashes, and automatically changed her posture, sitting astride her muscular waist and hips.

Fu Baiyan: Heh, little thing, quite proactive?

"Have you had a drink?" Su Jingyan shrugged her nose slightly. The man's mellow wine scent was mixed with a clear and cold scent, which was unexpectedly good. "Is today an important day?"

"En." Fu Boyan responded unconsciously, and suddenly his face changed: "This is not something you should ask."

Su Jingyan: ...Have you studied Sichuan opera?

"Mr. Fu, do you want to change your posture today?" Su Jingyan shook her head, put aside the random thoughts in her mind, raised her hand and picked out the half-open bathrobe with her fingertips.

Mr. Fu is usually a very strict person. When he first proposed marriage, he agreed to respect his ideas. After marriage, he was very self-denying and polite. He can be called Liu Xiahui today.

Even the first time between the two of them was his initiative.

He once wondered if Fu Boyan was not emotional and interested in him.

Since the first sex, Mr. Fu has had sex with him almost every month, but he can't judge the other party's likes and dislikes at all. During this most intimate time, Mr. Fu is stern and silent.

It's like completing a special task - handing in public food.

So, today is the thousand-year-old iron tree blooming, and Mr. Fu actually wants to play some new tricks?

Then he must cooperate!

Thinking of this, Su Jingyan twisted slightly, and boldly touched her chest and chest that were emitting steam and heat with her fingertips.

But Fu Boyan grabbed his hand, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes became darker and darker, "Who allowed you to move?"

Su Jingyan bent her beautiful eyes.

Mr. Fu's words are more and more like the overbearing president's novels he read.

But it is rare for Mr. Fu to be sexual and expressive, so he decided to cooperate well.

So he relaxed the tight muscles all over his body, put his arms on the man's broad shoulders, and let those familiar hot hands move freely.

"Hey? Mr. Fu, why is your forehead broken—" A cry that seemed painful but not painful officially kicked off the prelude to Huashan's Sword Discussion.

......

After an unknown amount of time, Su Jingyan was lying on the leather sofa covered in sweat, and there was a hot and sweet smell floating in the air.

"Mr. Fu's technique has improved by leaps and bounds." Su Jingyan praised sincerely, "I believe that if you practice hard, you will become a master in time."

Except for the poses that he had never tried before, Mr. Fu changed from his usual taciturnity today, and he talked coquettishly when he moved. He even found a certain point, and the two of them reached a great harmony in life that had never been seen before.

Professor Su has always advocated encouraging teaching. Mr. Fu seemed to have finally opened up the two veins of Ren and Du in this sword debate, so he couldn't help but feel "deeply gratified for the teacher".

Fu Baiyan wiped his body with the dirty bathrobe, his deep eyes inadvertently fell on the deep and shallow pink petals, and he was about to reach out to fish for those two straight and slender legs.

Su Jingyan kicked him, "Mr. Fu, I don't seem to be feeling well."

Fu Baiyan frowned slightly, what do you mean?Wasn't it cool just now?

"Mr. Fu, please take me to take a bath." Navel and Cheng's poses are cool, but they are a little too waistless. Su Jingyan's voice unconsciously carried a bit of lazy coquetry, "I'm so tired."

Fu Baiyan leaned over to pick up the man almost reflexively, and frowned suddenly when he walked halfway.

Wait a minute, isn't he the one who spends the money? Why is he so obedient like a dog?

"Mr. Fu?" Su Jingyan raised her face in his arms, "Why don't you leave?"

Boss Fu's face was cloudy, and Su Jingyan suddenly realized: "Ah, I'm sorry, you are tired too, aren't you?"

After all, it was a pose that he had never tried before. He was so excited, Mr. Fu probably got tired.

Thinking of this, he wanted to jump off and walk by himself, but as soon as he landed, he was hugged by the opponent again.

"I'm not tired." Fu Boyan stretched his jaw, showing a natural domineering air.

This is only the first round, man, who are you looking down on?

He moved the glass door of the bathroom with his feet, and put the person in his arms into the bathtub, with a cautiousness that he didn't even notice.

Su Jingyan sighed, got up by herself, knelt down in the bathtub, and reached out to put hot water.

As a result, when he turned his face away, he was caught off guard again.

"What are you doing?" Su Jingyan was taken aback, and was picked up by a pair of hot hands and placed on the cold sink.

"Damn, you." The thin lips parted slightly, and Mr. Fu squeezed out two words almost gnashing his teeth.

It's definitely not the first time this cunning little thing has come out to do this kind of thing. Just now, he was so proficient that he almost lost control, and now he is kneeling in the bathtub to seduce and seduce him.

Especially with this face, the person he dreamed of but couldn't get...

Professor Su was really shocked now.

Such vulgar words came from Mr. Fu's mouth?What's the matter, is there a ghost?

With a look of surprise on his face, he couldn't help covering his smooth and plump forehead with his warm palm, and blurted out caring words: "Are you flirting?"

The dignified Professor A Dasu, who holds a certificate in Mandarin, was so shocked that he made a momentary mistake and missed the initial consonant. The slightest mistake was a thousand miles away, and "burn" became "sao".

Fu Baiyan:  …

after an hour--

Su Jingyan: "I'm not mistaken... Fu Baiyan, you are just getting angry, woo woo~ Take it easy~"

Fu Zongnu: Are all the little canaries now so presumptuous?Not only did he call the benefactor by his name, but he dared to talk back again and again that the benefactor was angry?

No, he has to maintain his dignity as a benefactor and demonstrate clearly who is throwing a fit!

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After a week of repairing, here is a sand sculpture decompression article, which is tentatively scheduled for daily updates at [-]:[-] every night, laughing and laughing for ten years, hehehe~