I just started college and ended up with a stunningly beautiful professor as my wife.

Fang Yu quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Grandma is so funny."

Grandma Jiang said seriously, "I'm not joking. I'll bring this folk remedy over in a while, and you can try it then."

Jiang Niyi: ...

She looks fine now, but she's actually been gone for quite a while.

She doesn't know how to face Fang Yu now. How can her grandmother not give her any face at all!

Fang Yu sensed something, so she smiled and said, "Okay, then Grandma, you can bring them next time. As for whether or not to have them, isn't it all about luck?"

"Jiang and I... no, my wife and I will try our best, but we just don't have much time together sometimes, and we only have time to try a few more times on weekends..."

Jiang Niyi: ? ? ?

She stared at Fang Yu with wide eyes, her gaze filled with shock.

What is this pervert saying?

What does "try a few more times on the weekend" mean? Does he really want to have a baby?

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she started having all sorts of wild thoughts.

If we have a baby, what will the boy be called, and what will the girl be called?

Grandma Jiang immediately understood what Fang Yu meant, and her face lit up with a smile: "Oh dear, I'm so sorry to bother you today. I suddenly remembered that I have something to do. My old friends invited me to play mahjong, but we're one player short. You guys go ahead with your business, I'll be going now."

As she spoke, she hurriedly got up, afraid of delaying their plans to have a baby.

Fang Yu quickly stood up and helped her, saying, "Grandma, why don't you stay and leave tonight?"

Grandma Jiang quickly waved her hand, "No, no, I forgot you young people are in better health. I'll be in the way here. I'll be going now..."

After saying that, she left without looking back, giving the two of them no chance to be polite.

Nothing is more important than giving the newlyweds their private space.

Fang Yu: "Teacher, isn't that the solution?"

Jiang Niyi was surprised by this action. She looked at Fang Yu and asked, "Did you say that just now because you wanted to call Grandma away?"

Fang Yu sat down, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at her. "Otherwise what? Does my wife really want to have a child with me? Actually, it's not impossible. If you call me something nice, I'll reward you once."

Jiang Niyi: ? ? ?

She blushed and glared at him: "Who wants to have a baby! Don't talk nonsense! I never wanted to have twins with you."

Fang Yu was slightly taken aback: "I don't think I've said what kind of child I want yet?"

Jiang Niyi: "I guessed that's what you were thinking. Don't ever think about wanting to be a father just for a moment of pleasure."

Fang Yu said speechlessly, "Teacher, is that how you see me?"

"Besides, maybe you'll be the one holding on too tightly, just like last time..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Niyi covered her ears, her face flushed with embarrassment. "You...you pervert! You scoundrel! You're disgusting! You're a pervert, a scoundrel, disgusting!"

"Please, teacher, scold me harshly with strong words." Fang Yu was completely absorbed in the moment.

"You, I..." Jiang Niyi had no words to express her bitterness. She really had no way to deal with this pervert. It was easy for him to feel good when she scolded him, but she felt uncomfortable if she didn't scold him.

Has she met her nemesis? Who sent this psychopath to punish her?

"If you tell my grandma this, what will you do if you don't get pregnant after a year? What will she do then?"

"Then just say that my irregular sleep schedule and poor quality of life are the reasons why you didn't get pregnant."

Fang Yu said calmly.

Jiang Niyi found this answer quite unexpected. She said, "Aren't you afraid that my grandma will take you to get medical checkups like crazy? And if you don't pass away, I can't guarantee that my grandma will still accept you as her grandson-in-law."

Fang Yu shrugged, looking indifferent: "You can't say it's because of you, can you? I'm not the kind of man who would shirk responsibility. You know in your heart whether I'm capable or not."

Jiang Niyi trembled slightly, blushed, and said, "I don't know."

Fang Yu: "Have you thought this through?"

Jiang glared at him, "Pervert!"

Fang Yu smiled and said, "Thank you."

The instant he smiled and lowered his head, he was unaware that Jiang Niyi was looking at him, her lips unconsciously curving upwards by a single pixel.

Although he's a bit of a pervert, he's still a responsible and dependable idiot husband...

……

7:30 p.m. on Sunday.

Fang Yu needs to return to school because she has classes on Monday.

As soon as Fang Yu returned to the dormitory, he shouted, "Sons, your dad's back! Hurry up and give him a warm welcome!"

As soon as I entered, I saw Wang Ming scrolling through a video of a female student from his school performing a hand gesture dance.

"Lao Fang, you're finally back. I was so miserable being around these two while you were gone. One of them was out and about with girls all the time, and the other was a muscle man who was always at the gym and library and never came back to the dorm. One was extremely yin and the other extremely yang. Sometimes I was really worried that something out of control would suddenly happen in the dorm."

Zhou Yao: "Get lost! You think everyone is like you? You stay in your dorm all day watching the senior girls do hand gesture dances, and you keep saying you're in love, but you don't even dare to ask me for their contact information. Don't beg me to give you the girls' WeChat later. You deserve to be stuck in your dorm playing with old Beijing chicken rolls."

Wang Ming even blurted out in his Beijing accent: "Say that again, you bastard!"

The next second, he slammed Zhou Yao against the wall, who wailed in pain, "I was wrong, you're my father! Don't do this to me!"

Fang Yu covered her face, unable to bear watching this philosophical scene. She never expected that there would be a storyline with two male leads in their dormitory.

A moment later, Zhou Yao, her hair disheveled, slumped into a chair, utterly dejected.

Wang Ming, his face still shiny with oil, straightened his clothes. "Be more careful next time."

Fang Yu: "Where's Lao Zhao?"

Wang Ming said casually, "He's at the gym, didn't you know? He changed his workout schedule from seven times a week to once a day."

Fang Yu: "Is there a difference? Is his condition of muscle control over his brain getting worse?"

Wang Ming: "This is a good thing! Doesn't it just prove he's mastered it?"

Just as Fang Yu sat down, turned on her computer, and prepared to start writing, Wang Ming sensed something was wrong.

He suddenly moved closer to Fang Yu and started sniffing around his neck.

Fang Yu quickly dodged him with disgust: "Are you a dog? Are you a pervert? I'm your father! Not only do you want to be gay, you even want to commit incest?"

Wang Ming didn't answer his question, but instead asked in confusion, "Did you go home this week? Why do you smell like someone else?"

Fang Yu sniffed herself in disbelief. "Are you crazy? What could you possibly smell?"

Wang Ming frowned, touched his chin, and began to think: "I remember you didn't smell like this. Now you have an indescribable fragrance."

Zhou Yao: "Are you trying to say, 'Bro, you smell so good?'"