Chapter 143
She held his hand against her chest and said, "And Professor Zhuang has specially reduced my class hours. Now I only have four classes a week. I can rest in the office the rest of the time and just write my thesis."
The night wind outside the window lifted the gauze curtains, bringing her gentle voice into his ears.
"I promise you, if you feel a little uncomfortable, go home immediately."
"Is this okay?"
Huo Changfeng bent down and kissed the top of her head, the scent of sandalwood and jasmine entangled together.
He knew very well how stubborn his wife was and it was difficult to persuade her any further.
"Okay, but if I find out that you're neglecting your own body, I'll punish you!"
Mu Qingxuan burst out laughing, with tiny starlights in her eyes.
She curled up and stuffed her cold feet into her husband's arms to keep warm: "Captain Huo, are you threatening a pregnant woman?"
Huo Changfeng raised his lips into a helpless yet doting smile, and gently scratched the tip of Mu Qingxuan's nose with his fingertips.
"How dare I threaten our 'little ancestor' and 'little little ancestor'?"
His voice was low and gentle, with a tenderness that was only revealed in front of her.
The warm yellow wall lamp cast his shadow on the wall, swaying slightly, as if trying to melt all the love in his heart into the light and shadow.
Mu Qingxuan's eyebrows were curved, and a smile spread from the corners of her eyes, condensing into two bright stars in the bottom of her eyes.
She put her arms around Huo Changfeng's neck, and her hair accidentally brushed across his chin, making him feel itchy.
"I don't think you would dare."
She said coquettishly, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice and a slight rise in the last syllable.
The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the window curtains and fell onto her fair cheeks, casting a hazy, soft glow on her smile.
Huo Changfeng lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then sat up straight and gently pressed his palms on her shoulders.
His movements were gentle and skillful, his thumbs kneading her taut muscles one by one.
Mu Qingxuan hummed comfortably and lay relaxedly on the soft pillow.
The scent of cedar mixed with sandalwood on Huo Changfeng's body lingered at her nose, making her feel at ease and nostalgic.
His palms, with just the right temperature, moved over her skin, massaging her.
After massaging her upper body, Huo Changfeng gently lifted her legs, starting from her slender ankles and moving upwards little by little.
"My calves are pretty swollen too, I need to massage them."
He whispered distressedly, but his fingertips moved more gently.
Mu Qingxuan half opened her eyes and looked at her husband's focused profile. Her eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. His high nose bridge and tightly pursed thin lips were now tinged with tenderness.
When the full body massage was over, Mu Qingxuan was already very sleepy and her eyes were a little dazed.
Huo Changfeng carefully covered her with a blanket, then lay down beside her and gently held her in his arms.
Mu Qingxuan subconsciously snuggled into his arms, resting her head on his strong chest, listening to the familiar and reassuring heartbeat.
Huo Changfeng lowered his head and placed countless tiny kisses on the top of her head.
"Go to sleep."
His voice was low and hoarse, full of weariness and love.
As the night deepened, the moonlight outside the window became more and more gentle, gently shining on the two people hugging each other. The house was quiet and silent, with only the sound of even breathing intertwined.
One day.
The cold wind blew the fine snow against the glass windows of the office, making a rustling sound.
The room was heated. Mu Qingxuan was wearing a plain Chinese cotton-padded jacket and a rare white magnolia hairpin in her hair, which made her look gentle and soft.
She lowered her eyes as she corrected the test papers, her red pen moving around the answer area of the knowledge points in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", and her nose was filled with the faint medicinal scent of the tangerine peel and mugwort sachets on the desk.
"Dear teachers, the results of this semester's student teacher evaluations are out."
Professor Zhuang Pingchun pushed the door open and walked in, wearing a cashmere shawl and a navy blue wool coat, bringing in a gust of cold wind carrying snow particles.
She took off her leather gloves and tapped the folder with her fingertips. "This is about the final performance evaluation. Everyone, take a close look."
Mu Qingxuan put down the red pen and tucked her fallen hair behind her ears.
Zhuang Pingchun, wearing low-heeled leather shoes, walked through the aisle where the Chinese medicine specimen cabinets were placed and stopped in front of her desk.
Zhuang Pingchun placed his warm hand on the back of her hand: "Teacher Mu, you did an excellent job this time."
The brown paper bag fell on the pile of test papers, and the top A4 paper was printed with gold-plated "Teacher Comprehensive Evaluation Form".
The fluorescent tube cast a bright light on the rating form, and the bright red number "95 points" was particularly eye-catching.
Mu Qingxuan said modestly: "Thank you, Professor Zhuang."
Teacher Zhang from the next table came over wearing woolen gloves, the steam from the thermos blurred his glasses and said, "It's been many years since our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has had such a high score!"
Traditional Chinese medicine covers a wide range of content and is difficult to learn. Many students will vent their frustration about not being able to learn on their teachers, so naturally their final scores will not be very high.
Even though the relationship between teachers and students is important, most people's scores are around 90 points.
Mu Qingxuan smiled at Teacher Zhang shyly and said, "Teacher Zhang, your scores are also very high. The students like your class very much."
“I’m sure I’ll learn a lot from you.”
As the two were talking, Mu Qingxuan suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhuang Pingchun walking up to Xie Lan's desk.
"Thank you, Teacher," Zhuang Pingchun said in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of startling something.
"Your scores are not very optimistic. You may not be able to get the semester performance."
The brown paper bag fell on Xie Lan's desk, crumpling the edge of the lesson plan.
Xie Lan lowered her eyes and stared at the red stamp of "82 points", her nails scratching across the paper, making a harsh sound.
Zhuang Pingchun looked at Xie Lan's clenched fists, his Adam's apple moving: "Why not summarize your teaching experience during the winter vacation? Or communicate more with students..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Lan suddenly interrupted and said, "I know."
Her voice was shrouded in ice and her eyes were dark.
Zhuang Pingchun looked at Xie Lan's stiff back, sighed softly, and said no more.
Xie Lan looked up and saw Mu Qingxuan and Teacher Zhang chatting happily. She couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Teacher Mu is not going to teach next semester, what's the point of discussing this?"
The radiator made a slight hum, and the air in the office seemed to be frozen in an instant.
Mu Qingxuan slowly tightened her hands hanging by her side. She raised her eyes to look at Xie Lan, but her eyes were as cold as ice in the twelfth lunar month: "Teacher Xie, what do you mean by this?"
Xie Lan snorted coldly: "Why are you pretending to be confused? The whole school knows that you, Teacher Mu, despise this teaching job and have greater aspirations. You want to open a clinic of your own. Do you think you will continue to teach next semester?"
Before she finished her words, she suddenly glanced at Mu Qingxuan's bulging belly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You are pregnant and the students give you high marks. I'm afraid they are out of pity for you, right?"
“Bang!”
The red pen tapped heavily on the test paper with the meridian map drawn on it. Mu Qingxuan supported herself on the edge of the table and slowly stood up. Her pregnant belly made her movements a little heavier, but it did not reduce her aura at all. "Thank you, Teacher. I didn't know you care so much about my private life."
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