Chapter 52 Video: His voice was like a stimulant.

“You…” His voice was low and husky, with a touch of sexy magnetism, practically a natural stimulant for little toys.

Liang Huaixu stammered for a long time without giving a clear answer, but the two of them knew the truth.

"Liang Huaixu." Zhuang Fuyao's face was as red as a peach blossom, half of her face lying on the pillow, calling his name over and over again, then suddenly she gasped for breath, "I miss you so much."

Liang Huaixu's eyes were an intense, unyielding color.

She is still young, having just come from the most passionate years of her life, so it's only natural that she has needs.

But he is different. He has lived through thirty-eight years of life. His achievements in his career are inseparable from his self-discipline. He has almost instilled self-discipline and restraint into his bones. He is neither a naive young man who has just tasted love, nor does he like the feeling of being controlled by desire. He will demand the most demanding standards of himself.

This disciplined lifestyle undoubtedly made him a workaholic, or what Zhou Ting called a "human-machine."

Outsiders only saw him as someone who had achieved both fame and fortune, but only Liang Huaixu himself knew the emptiness in his heart. He found it difficult to be interested in anything, and everything seemed indifferent to him. He appeared to have everything, yet he had no hope whatsoever, feeling that having it or not having it was acceptable.

He even considered becoming a monk after retirement, not out of faith, but simply to find peace in his heart.

It wasn't until Zhuang Fuyao returned to his side that he truly felt she was a living, breathing person.

His heart, which was once stagnant, became warm and even boiling. He would feel jealous, want to possess her, and hope to gain her favor and affection.

Just like now, her few words easily stirred up the most primal desires in human nature.

Zhuang Fuyao's legs trembled slightly, and she glanced at the time with slightly moist eyes. "It's only been three minutes. It's all your fault."

Liang Huaixu couldn't tell whether this was a reward or a punishment, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Why blame me?"

"It's all because you mumble and don't speak, repeating a few single syllables over and over, like you're just panting. I can't stand it at all."

Liang Huaixu truly hadn't expected his voice to become an asset to his girlfriend; he was speechless, and a fire seemed to burn in his chest.

In the dim light, Zhuang Fuyao keenly noticed the evidence of his shyness and asked with a smile, "Liang Huaixu, are you embarrassed?"

In the two seconds it took him to find the right words, she continued, "You haven't never solved it yourself, have you?"

Speaking of this, she was genuinely a little curious.

Liang Huaixu usually gave off such a strong sense of asceticism that she wondered if he also indulged in pleasure in his room late at night.

Liang Huaixu pondered for a few seconds.

This was the third time he had faced such a direct question from her, and for him, each time was no less difficult than getting into Jiangnan University through the college entrance examination.

The first two times, they could have refused to answer because their relationship wasn't suitable for discussion.

This time, however, things didn't work out; his girlfriend always managed to find ways to torment him.

He sighed and answered honestly, "It's been resolved."

"When was the last time?" she pressed, "It wasn't just now, was it?"

He managed to say, "No."

"Really?" Zhuang Fuyao's tone was tinged with doubt. "Professor Liang, you're quite tolerant."

She also expressed her regret, saying, "I really want to see it."

Liang Huaixu couldn't imagine what was so beautiful about her, how grotesque she was, and how she was nothing like her pretty and cute appearance. But these words provoked him so much that veins bulged on his forehead.

Even though they had just relieved themselves, Zhuang Fuyao was aroused again when the topic came up, and the atmosphere became lively, with her deliberately teasing him.

She said, "The little toy I just played with didn't provide a nearly as good experience as yours."

Liang Huaixu did not answer, and the heat on his cheeks did not subside.

Zhuang Fuyao's words were like a pebble thrown into the ocean, receiving no response.

She was actually a little puzzled by this.

It's not that era anymore. Both young and middle-aged people are very open now. She heard Huang Jiayu say that some of her bed partners were decent on the surface, but they all made lewd remarks in bed.

Unlike Liang Huaixu, when the two of them were together, it felt like sleeping with the headmaster.

His only outrageous behavior was probably that day when he left her hanging, asking "Who do you want?" and the moment when the giant matsutake mushroom unexpectedly entered her.

Well, although his lack of romantic understanding can sometimes seem kind of cute.

The more shy he became, the more she wanted to tease him; the more abstinent she was, the more she wanted to tear him apart…

Ah, I really want to see him as Ziwei.

Zhuang Fuyao: "Are you still feeling energetic?"

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy."

It really was a selective response.

"I'm not talking about you, I'm asking about Xiao Huaixu."

"…………"

Liang Huaixu couldn't describe it. He let out a breath, "Fufu, although I'm not sleepy, I still need to sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow. I've been quite busy lately, so I probably won't be able to go during the trial operation. I'll go and support Qingfeng Pavilion when it officially opens."

When the topic of Qingfeng Pavilion came up, Zhuang Fuyao's attention was quickly diverted.

Liang Huaixu breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting his girlfriend to sleep, he glanced down at his tight pajama bottoms, hesitated for two seconds, and went to the bathroom.

……

The day of the official opening arrived quickly.

Zhou Ting promptly delivered on her promise, choosing a brooch and necklace inlaid with top-quality blue diamonds from a domestic collector's collection.

Designed by a renowned designer, even the symbolism suits them perfectly: a love that transcends the river of time.

After receiving Liang Huaixu's message, Zhuang Fuyao rushed to the parking lot. Twenty meters away from the car, Master Peng was standing there smoking. She greeted him kindly and then got into the car.

Upon entering, she saw the brooch Liang Huaixu was wearing and exclaimed "Wow!" in amazement.

It's worth noting that Liang Huaixu usually dresses simply, with classic suits without much embellishment. Today, with his meticulously dressed appearance, it's hard for Zhuang Fuyao to resist his allure.

Anyway, Master Peng wasn't here right now, so she sat in his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his ear, and inhaled his scent.

Liang Huaixu discovered that she loved to smell him, so he spent some time learning how to read body language.

The book says that this means to smell if he smells of other women's perfume.

He readily accepted his girlfriend's check-up, even feeling a surge of sweetness welling up inside him. In a sense, checking up on someone is also a way of showing that the other person cares.

However, gradually, she went from sniffing to biting his ear, and then her light, soft kisses spread to his lips.

After such a long separation, he couldn't help himself, his burning palms caressing her waistline, deepening the kiss.

They didn't separate for a long time. Zhuang Fuyao lingered, caressing his lips. "Professor Liang, you were so tempting today. If it weren't for the opening ceremony, I wouldn't have been able to resist in the car..."

Liang Huaixu knew better than her that today's occasion was not a time for fooling around.

He composed himself and subtly moved her back a little. "I've prepared a gift for you."

"What?"

Under her expectant gaze, Liang Huaixu took the red velvet gift box from the seat next to him. Upon opening it, the blue diamond inside shone as brightly as the tears of the ocean.

"I love it!"

Seeing her happy, Liang Huaixu, the one who gave the gift, was even happier than the one who received it.

A warm smile spread across his lips as he helped her put it on.

The official opening of Qingfeng Pavilion was even more lively than the trial opening. Many opening flower baskets and banners were placed outside the door, all of which were congratulatory messages from her friends.

Liang Huaixu's gaze lingered briefly on the message "Wishing Sister Fuyao a prosperous opening - Zilin," for he had forgotten about sending an opening flower basket.

Of course, the main reason is that very few shops need the CEO of Changting to send opening flower baskets.

He had no relevant experience, but since his girlfriend was starting a business, he felt he should show his appreciation. He planned to send a message to Agnes Chow later and send her some flower baskets.

Once inside Qingfeng Pavilion, guests are normally required to change clothes. However, Zhuang Fuyao noticed Liang Huaixu's exquisite attire and his styling. She reasoned that if he changed clothes, all his efforts would be wasted, so she decided to let him dress as he was and say he was a partner if any guests asked.

Investing in one's mind is also a form of partnership.

There were many Jiangnan University students in Qingfeng Hall. As soon as Liang Huaixu entered, he was noticed. Generally speaking, students from the School of Humanities and the School of Art wouldn't know professors from the School of Architecture.

However, a couple of years ago, a senior from the Computer Science Department created an intranet on campus. To allow everyone to speak freely to the greatest extent possible, anonymity was adopted.

After two years of this development, virtually no gossip could escape the forum's discussion, and with this transparency, Liang Huaixu's reputation gradually spread.

The first thing that sparked discussion was, of course, his appearance, which was the easiest thing to notice. On the day the school anniversary celebration and the sports meet were held at the same time, Professor Liang followed the crowd and wore an event shirt, mingling with the students. No one guessed that he was a teacher.

Someone posted on the forum to try and find out who it was, saying that the guy on the east playground was really handsome and asking if anyone knew if he was an undergraduate or a graduate student, and which college he was from.

After a round of discussion, we learned that this was Professor Liang Huaixu from the School of Architecture. Not only was he handsome and a professor, but he was also the CEO of a multinational corporation.

With these multiple identities combined, Liang Huaixu became a popular figure on the forum for a time.

In the end, Liang Huaixu learned about this from He Zongqin and contacted the forum administrator to delete the post.

This happened last year. Although the relevant posts have been deleted, Professor Liang's achievements are still documented.

"Is Professor Liang eating here too? But why didn't he change his clothes?"

"...No, I'm just too curious. I'll go investigate first."

This student had a good relationship with Zhuang Fuyao, and took the opportunity to ask Zhuang about it, before returning to give feedback to the other students.

"They're supposedly partners."

"A partner? Then it's alright."

“Who said nothing’s wrong?” The student who had spoken earlier raised an eyebrow meaningfully. “I think I’ve uncovered an even bigger piece of gossip.”

"Stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me."

"Professor Liang and President Zhuang were actually wearing matching accessories."

"Where? I don't see it."

"The necklace around President Zhuang's neck and the brooch that Professor Liang is wearing, and their bags are a couple's set."

"Really?" He was skeptical, so he casually walked past them and came back to say, "Holy crap, it's true."

This small detail was noticed not only by students at Jiangda University, but also by customers of Qingfeng Pavilion.

Seeing that everyone else was dressed in ancient costumes, Liang Huaixu asked, "Should I go change into something too?"

"But you've dressed up so elaborately, are you really going to change?"

"Today is the opening of Qingfeng Pavilion, so naturally Qingfeng Pavilion's rules take precedence, and I can't break that rule. Let me change into something; I haven't tried on ancient costumes before."

Zhuang Fuyao had never seen him in ancient costume before. After imagining it for a moment, she smiled and said, "Let's go to the fitting room."