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

"What...what did you say?"

A blush crept onto Jiang Niyi's face, and her voice became hesitant and stammering.

She never expected that Fang Yu, who had been deliberately trying to provoke her, would say such cheesy things.

Has this young husband been possessed?

"Guess what I mean?"

"Are you running a fever?" Jiang Niyi couldn't help but put her hand on his forehead. "You don't have a fever."

"Teacher, I have something I want to ask you," Fang Yu said after a moment of silence.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you wash your hands before touching my head after you touched my foot?"

"No," Jiang Niyi said. "But it's okay, it's not my head anyway, so I don't need to wash it if I touched yours."

Fang Yu: ? ? ?

No? Even though his feet didn't smell, he had just finished playing ball, and she just put her hand on his head like that?

"It seems you really enjoy touching my head, but I suggest you wash your hands after touching my head, no matter what part of it you touch. It's hygienic for both of us."

Jiang asked with a hint of doubt, "Would it be unhygienic for us if I touched your head?"

Fang Yu said calmly, "I will surrender."

Jiang Niyi: !!!

No? You just blurted it out so sweetly?

Even though there are no outsiders here, it's still really weird!

Jiang Niyi's face instantly turned bright red. She pinched Fang Yu's arm hard with her hand: "You pervert! I'm going to take you to the hospital to clean your brain. What kind of obscene thoughts are you having..."

Fang Yu blinked sincerely: "Teacher, I'm the purest person in the world. I'm still a naive virgin who hasn't experienced the ways of the world, don't you think?"

Jiang Niyi said irritably, "Stop making your sister Jiang laugh, okay?"

Pure? Virgin?

Stop kidding me. If she hadn't had sex with that pervert that night, she really would have believed it.

Fang Yu sighed helplessly: "How can you not believe me? My readers all know that I never use obscene words. I'm a good student who becomes more positive when I'm alone with my teacher."

Jiang Niyi: ...

She always felt that the statement was somewhat ambiguous.

She blushed and said, "I'll apply the medicine for you after you take a shower."

Fang Yu gave a wry smile: "How am I supposed to take a shower in my current condition? Aren't you afraid I'll slip and fall in there?"

Jiang Niyi: "You can't just not take a shower, can you? You were all sweaty just now. If you don't shower, you'll definitely get dirty and look unkempt."

Fang Yu sniffed her arm: "No, I don't smell at all."

While many boys have a sweaty smell after playing basketball, and some even have a sour smell, there are still some boys who don't have a strong odor after playing basketball; instead, they have a unique scent that is just like theirs.

Fang Yu belongs to the latter category. After playing ball, he doesn't have much of a sweaty smell. Instead, he has a natural, pleasant scent.

Jiang Niyi thought the little pervert smelled quite nice, otherwise she would have made him take a shower immediately.

She felt like she was going crazy, actually finding this sweaty idiot smell nice...

Why is that?

Fang Yu: "Teacher, do I really not smell? I think I'm fine. If you really think I smell, I'll go take a shower now..."

Jiang Niyi pressed him down, her pretty face slightly flushed: "No need, I think you smell quite nice. Did you wear perfume when you played basketball?"

Fang Yu was amused by this remark, "Who wears perfume when playing basketball? And you actually think I smell good, teacher?"

Jiang Niyi: "That's the laundry detergent you use."

Fang Yu shook her head: "No, it wasn't the laundry detergent I used."

Jiang Niyi: "What's that? Does your sweat smell good? Are you a sweet, soft little cake? Does your sweat only smell sweet?"

Fang Yu said calmly, "No, it's because love produces a scent that only two people who love each other can smell. It's not the scent of perfume or laundry detergent; you can't smell it yourself. Only the other person can smell it. Biology uses a specific term to describe it: pheromones..."

Jiang Niyi's heart raced involuntarily, and she murmured, "You mean we love each other?"

Fang Yu's lips curled up slightly: "You could say that."

Jiang Niyi: "You must have made this up."

Fang Yu: ? ? ?

Jiang Niyi blushed and said, "I admit I have some feelings for you, and I admit I wanted to develop feelings for you, but how did we suddenly become lovers...? Isn't that a bit too fast...?"

Fang Yu found Professor Jiang's somewhat flustered appearance rather endearing.

"Is it fast? Some people sleep with people they don't even know."

"You...shut up!" Jiang Niyi blushed completely. "Do you believe I'm not going to care about you anymore, you little rascal!"

Fang Yu felt satisfied after being told off.

For some reason, Professor Jiang's insults always sounded like flirting, completely lacking any offensive power, and even made him feel like he wanted to keep being insulted.

He is definitely not a M!

Fang Yu didn't continue speaking. Seeing that he had quieted down a bit, Jiang Niyi continued to apply ice to his legs: "You have quite a bit of muscle in your legs."

Fang Yu: "I like to jump a lot when I play basketball, so I have a lot of leg muscles. Teacher, you're not planning to do anything bad to my beautiful feet, are you?"

Jiang Niyi: ? ? ?

"Who would do anything to your feet?! Are you crazy?"

Fang Yu patted her chest and assured her, "Since you massaged my feet, I'll massage yours tonight too. Don't worry, my technique is excellent, and I'll definitely give you a different experience, making you feel like you're in heaven."

Jiang Niyi: "Do you really want a massage, or do you have other ideas?"

Fang Yu said seriously, "How could I possibly offer to massage your feet because I wanted to touch them, Professor Jiang? I have absolutely no interest in feet, so don't worry, I'm a very proper person."

Jiang Niyi felt a surge of heat: "Are you admitting it yourself? You still say you're not a pervert? Aren't you just like the warden?"

Fang Yu coughed awkwardly twice: "Teacher, this is only natural, you can't blame me."

Jiang Niyi frowned as she looked at Fang Yu, her mind starting to wander.

This pervert probably won't actually want me to help him with my feet later...

If that's really the case, what will she do then?

Won't they be clean? Should I buy black stockings? Or white stockings? Which one does this pervert like...?

Just then, her phone rang.

When she saw the caller ID, she frowned slightly and gestured for Fang Yu to be quiet.

When the call connected, her voice was icy: "Dad, what's wrong?"