The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

Chapter 133 I Will Definitely Not Become a Bastard

In any case, the married life of the two was heading in an uncontrollable direction.

Of course, this is out of control and is mainly aimed at Zhuang Xiao.

For Tu Yan, the general direction can be completely controlled by his financial power and super powers.

Among Tu Yan's many wishes, the most important one is to kiss his wife every day, whom he finally married and whose household registration is in the book.

Therefore, during a certain intimate exchange, when Zhuang Xiao was dizzy and lying limply in his arms, Tu Yan spoke faintly, "Other couples are together every day, and we can only see each other on weekends. Don't you miss me?"

"Don't we have video chat?" Zhuang Xiao's voice was lazy.

As soon as he finished speaking, the air became thinner and the light in front of him suddenly dimmed.

Zhuang Xiao looked at the brightly lit bedroom and felt all the fatigue disappear from his body. He realized that he had been careless.

After the two of them got together, Tu Yan rarely looked back except for the matter of marriage. With the end of their wedding, Tu Yan's patience level had also been greatly improved. He didn't expect that he would have a tantrum today because of her words.

It seems... Tu Yan really cares about the separation.

Perhaps it was not because they were unhappy about the separation. They had been dating and married for more than a year, but he never mentioned it and always accommodated Zhuang Xiao's studies.

Bah, it’s obviously because of that incident!

Now, because of Tu Yan’s return, the beating I endured at night was in vain!

Zhuang Xiao sat up, picked up the professional book on the bedside table, and continued to recite what he had learned that night.

Thanks to his return to the game, Zhuang Xiao had a lot more time than others for no reason. As an absolute king of rolls, how could she let it go?

While pondering the "Tu Yan Shun Mao Method", Zhuang Xiaoshun also took extra courses for his junior and senior years, intending to complete the required credits in advance and apply for early graduation.

Zhuang Xiao was absorbed in reading a book. Tu Yan pushed the door open and came in, thinking it was about time. "You're reading right after getting up?"

Zhuang Xiao glanced at him and closed the book, "I got up right away."

"Wait." Tu Yan called out to Zhuang Xiao who was lifting the quilt and walked to the bedside.

Then, under Zhuang Xiao's puzzled gaze, he placed his hands on Zhuang Xiao's shoulders and said, "Didn't you say last night that your waist was about to break? Lie down, I'll give you a massage."

Zhuang Xiao was a little surprised. This didn’t happen last time. Did they change their strategy?

Zhuang Xiao looked at him doubtfully, and after a while he turned around with the help of Tu Yan's hand.

Not to mention, Tu Yan actually did it in a very good manner. His palms were big and warm, and he placed them on Zhuang Xiao's waist and back, kneading them with just the right amount of force.

Under this force, Zhuang Xiao couldn't help but relax, his eyes half closed.

"Xiaoxiao, I bought a new apartment in the community behind your school. It only takes fifteen minutes to get to your professional classroom from the back door of the school." Tu Yan suddenly spoke.

"Then what?" Zhuang Xiao pretended to be stupid.

"You can move in." Tu Yan explained patiently, "Although the apartment is not big, it is better than the student dormitory anyway."

"Besides, you have a lot of academic workload right now. The lights in the dormitory are turned off at 11pm. If you want to read, you have to go to the all-night study room. How can it be as convenient as home?"

Zhuang Xiao couldn't help rolling his eyes when listening to Tu Yan's high-sounding words.

He also said that the lights in the dormitory would be turned off at 11 o'clock in the evening. If she was at home, Tu Yan would urge her to go to bed at 9 o'clock in the evening...but she didn't know whether she would sleep or he would sleep with her.

However, under the pressure of Tu Yan's ability to rewind, Zhuang Xiao only hummed softly and asked, "Then what?"

Tu Yan's true intentions were exposed. He leaned over and whispered in Zhuang Xiao's ear, "Then I can move over to take care of you..."

Zhuang Xiao tilted his head and glanced at him with distrust in his eyes.

Tu Yan was obviously feeling guilty and cleared his throat.

“It’s not impossible…” Seeing Tu Yan’s eyes starting to evade, Zhuang Xiao proposed a condition, “But!”

Seeing her attitude soften, Tu Yan's eyes lit up, "You go ahead."

"We can live together, but Mr. Tu, please manage your extra energy. This is only possible on weekends." Zhuang Xiao put forward the condition. Seeing Tu Yan's tangled expression, he made up his mind and said, "If you can't do it, forget it!"

"Wife." Tu Yan raised his hand to indicate, "Friday was clearly also possible before..."

Zhuang Xiao was both angry and amused when he saw his distressed look, "Then add Friday night."

"I have another question." Tu Yan continued to raise his hand.

Zhuang Xiao: "Speak."

"Now only Fridays and weekends are available, so...what about when you graduate?" Tu Yan looked at her straight.

Zhuang Xiao said unhappily: "Analyze the specific situation."

Tu Yan then nodded sullenly.

Zhuang Xiao waited for half a minute, and finally breathed a sigh of relief as time passed. She spoke with confidence, but she was actually unsure. Fortunately, Tu Yan was reasonable.

Zhuang Xiao silently swallowed this compliment to Tu Yan that night.

What's the point of talking about reason? Tu Yan is a complete black-hearted capitalist who is very good at exploiting loopholes in the rules and will never let himself suffer any loss.

On the day of obtaining the business license, Tu Yan put in all his effort and redoubled his efforts. He stroked his wife's back, which was soaked with a light layer of sweat, and kneaded it with just the right amount of force.

Zhuang Xiao turned away angrily, not allowing him to touch her.

But Tu Yan was so strong that he used one hand to calm the man down and coaxed him softly, "Relax, I'll give you a massage, otherwise you'll complain of back pain tomorrow morning..."

Zhuang Xiao glared at him, "Who is to blame for this?"

"Blame it on me. I'll make it up. Can you please forgive me, my wife?"

Tu Yan had unknowingly mastered the basic principles of admitting mistakes: first admit the mistake, then express his attitude, and finally propose a solution and ask for forgiveness.

After saying these words, Tu Yan himself was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely familiar.

While his hands continued to move, Tu Yan was searching in his mind, wondering where he had heard it before.

Tu Yan quickly got the answer. No wonder he felt familiar with it. These were the lines of his father Tu Sen.

Thinking of his father's unscrupulous behavior in front of his mother, and then thinking about himself, Tu Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis. Would he also become a poop-eater?

When this thought came to his mind, Tu Yan shook his head to deny it. It was impossible!

Then he lowered his eyes to look at the prone Zhuang Xiao. His skin seemed to have the luster of white jade in the dim light, and the charming pink color almost came out of his flesh and blood...

That's impossible. His wife is so gentle, so caring, so lovely...she loves him so much...she definitely won't be willing to order him around.

With a bunch of thoughts flashing through his mind, Tu Yan's movements couldn't help but slow down.

Zhuang Xiao felt that the massage on his back was not quite satisfactory, so he turned his head and glanced at him.

Tu Yan quickly received his wife's visual signal, curled his lips slightly, and slightly increased the strength of his arm, "Is it sore here?"

Zhuang Xiao snorted, "Go down a little."

"here?"

"Go up a little further."

"May I?"

"A little more gently."

"now what?"

"It's too light, I can't feel it."

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