I almost touched the moon

Chapter 325 I Don’t Use Things That Have Been Touched by Others

After the meeting, Wen Song returned to the library to find Cheng Che. He was sitting in the outer discussion area. A long table was full of people. In addition to Cheng Che, there were several Asian international students. Julie, who had just made her unhappy, was sitting right opposite Cheng Che.

Wen Song laughed helplessly, walked up and patted Cheng Che on the shoulder, lowered his head and asked softly, "Is it over?"

"Baby." Cheng Che squeezed her hand, took the backpack off the chair beside her and asked her to sit down. He said softly, "It's almost done. I just need to finish calculating the result. Are you in a hurry to go home? If so, I'll go back with you first."

Wen Song smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I just happen to be correcting my students' papers as well."

After saying that, he took out his computer, put it on the table, and started correcting the papers. He frowned as he corrected them, and even sighed softly at the end.

Cheng Che came over to take a look and said with a smile, "It's very well written."

"Are you sure?" Wen Song frowned and complained softly, "You wrote everything, but it has nothing to do with the topic, and there are many calculation errors."

After saying that, he wrote 4.7 with an expressionless face.

Seeing this, Cheng Che suddenly felt relieved, and half-jokingly hugged Wen Song and said, "Fortunately, I am not my wife's student, otherwise you would definitely look down on me."

After he finished speaking, several foreign students around him couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. One of the boys said with a click of the tongue: "Brother Cheng Che, be careful and consider us single guys. I heard from Brother Cheng Che that your sister-in-law is a professor at the University of Munich. I didn't expect her to be so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, she is really beautiful." Another girl also said, "She is completely different from the scholar and professor I imagined. If I had known earlier, I would have gone to the University of Munich for graduate studies. Maybe my sister-in-law would have been my professor."

Wen Song was the most vulnerable to compliments from girls, so he asked with a smile, "Are you also studying physics? If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Yes, I'm a graduate student in the Department of Physics." The girl thought for a moment and said, "Oh, now I remember, I received an email notifying me of your guest lecture today. I wanted to attend, but it conflicted with my class schedule. What a pity. When I saw the photo on the poster, I thought she was so beautiful, but I didn't expect she was even more beautiful in person."

"Thank you." Wen Song felt a little embarrassed by her praise, and said to her, "If you are interested, I will ask Cheng Che to send you the slides of my lecture. You can take a look at it. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."

"Really?" The girl exclaimed, "Thank you so much, Professor. Cheng Che, you are so lucky! I really can't imagine it. If I had such a beautiful and excellent professor wife, I would laugh out loud in my dreams. Professor, my name is Gao Yuchen. If I have the honor, I would like to apply for your PhD."

"You're welcome." Wen Song said with a smile, "Yuchen, right? It's a nice name, just like you, very cute."

Cheng Che immediately held Wen Song's hand and said, "Of course, that's why I have nasolabial folds. I smile in my dreams every night."

Wen Song came forward and held his face to take a closer look, then said angrily, "How can there be nasolabial folds? You are obviously very handsome."

Seeing this, Julie deliberately pushed the coffee cup forward, and the coffee instantly spilled on the table. Cheng Che didn't care about himself, and immediately picked up Wen Song's computer and said, "Wife, are you okay? It's not wet, is it?"

"Oh no sorry!" Julie pretended to be at a loss, "Sorry, I didn't mean it, Roche, let me help you wipe it."

After saying that, he immediately took out a tissue and helped Cheng Che wipe the table and computer. Cheng Che frowned a little unhappy, but did not show it. He just said lightly: "It's okay."

Wen Song had already understood everything, and said to Cheng Che meaningfully, "You are still so popular."

"Of course, Roche is very welcome." Julie looked at Wen Song and showed a provocative smile, "I had menstrual cramps and a fever before, and he saw me lying on the table in pain, so he drove me to the hospital. Roche, thank you very much."

"Is that so?" Wen Song nodded and said, "That's right. It's our duty to care about women."

Gao Yuchen noticed that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so he immediately said, "Of course Cheng Che is very popular. Who among Chinese people doesn't know him? Many of my university classmates are fans of Cheng Che. But Professor Iseylia, you are so beautiful and outstanding, you must be very popular at the University of Munich. Your doctoral student quota must be very popular, right?"

Wen Song understood her good intentions and laughed twice, saying, "It's not that exaggerated. It's just that I admit relatively few doctoral students, so the competition will be a bit fierce."

Cheng Che was afraid that Wen Song would be angry, so he touched her back and said, "Wife, can you go out with me to smoke a cigarette?"

Wen Song nodded, walked out with him, hit him lightly and said, "What are you smoking? You are not allowed to smoke!"

"I don't smoke." Cheng Che smiled and hugged her tightly, then took off his coat and put it on her, "Baby, I was really upset to see her after class that day. She said she had a high fever and asked me if I could take her to the hospital, so I helped. Honey, don't worry, I absolutely will not like anyone else."

"I know, I'm relieved." Wen Song smiled and kissed him, "I know you have always been a kind person. You help her just like you helped Jian Ran back then, there is no difference. But A Che, I don't like her, you are not allowed to do group tasks with her in the future."

"I know, I won't do it again." Cheng Che touched her head and said, "Why do you speak with such a nasal tone? Do you have a cold?"

"Yeah." Wen Song nodded and couldn't help coughing twice. "I went to Copenhagen on a business trip the day before yesterday. It was too cold and I caught a cold by accident."

"Then let's go back quickly." Cheng Che quickly pulled her back into the room, "I'll make soup for my wife when we get home later."

After returning, Cheng Che considered that Wen Song had a cold and decided not to continue studying in the library. He hurriedly packed up his things, said a few simple goodbyes to his classmates, and walked out.

Julie followed him, and when they reached the parking lot, she deliberately walked to Cheng Che's side, holding her stomach and said in a tender voice, "Roche, I don't feel well today. I think I have a cold that hasn't healed yet. Can I borrow your coat? I'll return it to you tomorrow, okay?"

"It's not very convenient." Cheng Che immediately refused, "If you don't feel well, you should go to the hospital first."

Wen Song was about to say "crazy", but when he saw that she was sweating, he swallowed it back and said to her, "I can lend you my coat."

"Thank you, Professor. No thanks." Julie also declined, "Your coat is very expensive. I'm afraid it will get dirty."

Wen Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to her, "Ache's coat is not much cheaper than mine. You are having menstrual pain, so keep warm."

Perhaps because they were both women, Wen Song could understand the discomfort of a person during menstruation, and could not make sarcastic remarks. He took off his coat and handed it to her, "Take it."

Seeing this, Cheng Che immediately took off his coat and put it on Wen Song. After buttoning her coat, he held her hand tightly and said, "You already have a cold. Don't catch a cold again."

Julie actually accepted it and said to Wen Song, "Then I'll give it to Roche tomorrow and ask him to return it to you."

"No need." Wen Song raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a smile that made no sense, "I never use things that have been touched by others."

After that, he urged Cheng Che, "Go home quickly. I asked the driver to drive my car home first. You can drive yours back. I want to have porridge hot pot and five-fingered peach abalone and pork ribs soup tonight."

"Okay." Cheng Che pulled her to the car and opened the door for her. "Baby, you've worked hard these past few days. I'll give you a good rest tonight."