The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

Liang Mancang walked back to the dormitory with a cheerful step, humming a little tune.

A comrade-in-arms saw his cheerful look and joked, "Lao Liang, you are smiling like this, what good news is there?"

Someone immediately responded, "You went on a blind date today, so it looks like it will work out."

Liang Mancang did not deny it and looked very proud.

Wow, the dormitory immediately became noisy. Five or six men came over and surrounded Liang Mancang, "Tell me the truth, who is this girl?"

Liang Mancang said embarrassedly, "The sister of Captain Li's wife."

Zhang Ming was lying on the bed feeling depressed. He didn't want to get involved in other people's affairs until he heard Liang Mancang say this. He sat up suddenly and asked, "Captain Li?"

"You went on a blind date with Li Tuan's wife's sister?"

Thinking of An Xi, Liang Mancang's face almost broke with laughter, "Ah, I'm going."

Someone asked anxiously, "How is it, is it done?"

Liang Mancang was surrounded by people and said, "This is the first time we meet today, so let's just say we know each other well."

Guo Biao punched Liang Mancang and said, "Brother, it's OK."

"You don't have to be single anymore."

Someone came up and asked, "What about that girl? Is she pretty?"

After hearing this, Liang Mancang smiled like a fool.

Everyone laughed and said, "Look at him, he looks like he's floating after taking two steps. That girl must be pretty."

Liang Mancang pushed away the people around him, took out his army green washbasin from under the bed, and prepared to wash up.

Someone patted his shoulder with envy in his eyes, "You have found a shortcut. You will become the leader's brother-in-law in the future."

Liang Mancang held a wash basin and pretended to hit the man who was speaking, "Get lost."

Zhang Ming looked at Liang Mancang's smiling face and laughed contemptuously, "Humph, a shortcut."

Then he fell back on his bed, looking at the bed board in front of him, feeling extremely depressed.

During this period, he went to the city every two or three days, but he didn't even see the girl. He also asked around in the vicinity, but still couldn't find any clues. Zhang Ming even wondered if he was dreaming that day.

But it was obviously not the case. He had such a deep impression of her that the girl's appearance was like engraved in his mind and could not be erased.

Zhang Ming kicked the bed in frustration. He hesitated for just a moment that day and lost all contact with the girl.

Guo Biao noticed that something was wrong with him, sat down beside his bed and asked, "Zhang Ming, what's wrong with you? You seem listless lately."

He used to love talking and laughing and playing with others, but now he suddenly ignores everyone and lies on the bed with his eyes open, which is really scary.

Zhang Ming turned over with a sullen face, "Don't bother me."

Seeing his attitude, Guo Biao pushed him on the back and asked, "What attitude?"

"You're having a seizure."

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The next day, Liang Mancang arrived early as he was anxious to take An Xi and her grandfather to the hospital.

Just when Li Changpu wanted to pick up Master An from the bed as usual, Liang Mancang, who was standing aside, said, "Let me do it."

Anxi glanced at him and nodded.

Just like that, Liang Mancang carried Master An to the wheelchair, then pushed him out the door, with An Qian following beside him.

Jiang Tingxia looked at their backs as they left, and she couldn't tell what she felt inside. She felt it was not okay to let An Xi go with him like this, but when she thought of the spitting battalion commander yesterday, she felt that Liang Mancang was not bad.

Forget it, she would ask An Xi for her opinion when they come back.

Liang Mancang was thoughtful and borrowed a car to come over. As the car left, Jiang Tingxia saw Li Changpu take a step, close the gate, look at her, and smile maliciously, "No one is home."

Jiang Tingxia smiled wryly and replied, "So?"

Li Changpu took two steps forward, his eyes burning, "Come in."

Jiang Tingxia put his hands in a defensive posture and narrowed his eyes, "What are you going to do?"

Li Changpu was about to pull her arm, but Jiang Tingxia dodged it easily. Seeing through his intention to do something bad again, she said seriously, "Comrade Li, be careful of the impact."

That's what he said yesterday in the cafeteria.

Li Changpu knew very well that Jiang Tingxia said this on purpose to "retaliate" against him.

He smiled and said, "We are not outside. Now it's just the two of us."

What this means is that when it's just the two of them, they can do whatever they want.

Jiang Tingxia puffed her lips and turned away from him.

Li Changpu walked up to her and said, "When they come back, I don't know when I'll have another opportunity like this."

He was about to pull Jiang Tingxia's hand, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable impatience, "Come in, hurry up."

Jiang Tingxia turned around again, and put her fingers on her waist intentionally or unintentionally, rubbing it twice. She was still angry because of the fall yesterday.

She spoke with the cuteness of a little girl, "You dream on."

"Based on your performance yesterday, I'm going to deduct points from you."

She said angrily, "Li Changpu, you are nothing to me now."

"I hope you have some self-awareness."

Li Changpu was touched by her adorable angry look. He put his finger on his forehead, covered his face and laughed softly, "I really forgot about the stool yesterday."

"Why did it fall down?"

Jiang Tingxia blushed because of the laughter, snorted, and rolled her eyes at the man who was laughing happily.

Li Changpu walked over and said, "It's my fault, my fault."

He put his hand on Jiang Tingxia's waist, "Does it still hurt?"

"Come in and I'll give you a massage."

Jiang Tingxia pursed her lips and didn't look at him.

Li Changpu held Jiang Tingxia's shoulders and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Jiang Tingxia finally relaxed a little.

Li Changpu hugged Jiang Tingxia and entered the house. "Lie down. I'll go find some medicinal oil."

Jiang Tingxia took off his shoes, got on the kang, and lay down obediently.

Li Changpu came over with a bottle of red medicinal oil, reached out and unzipped her shirt, revealing the skin around her waist.

In the eye-catching white, there is a sudden patch of purple.

Li Changpu frowned. He didn't expect the injury to be so serious that there were even bruises.

He poured the medicinal oil on his hands and rubbed it, then pressed it on Jiang Tingxia's waist. He slowed down his movements and asked, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

Jiang Tingxia felt the warmth on her waist and closed her eyes comfortably, "It doesn't hurt."

Li Changpu rubbed her waist for a while. It was not known whether his hands were too big or Jiang Tingxia was too thin, but one of his hands could almost cover most of her waist. Her thin waist seemed like it would break if pinched, which made her look even more pitiful.

As soon as he put more force on his hands, Jiang Tingxia groaned, "It hurts, be gentler."

Li Changpu frowned, "We need to push the blood clot away so it will heal faster."

Although he said this, the strength in his hands was still a little lighter.

Li Changpu's thumb gently rubbed the creamy skin on Jiang Tingxia's waist, as if complaining, "Your skin is so delicate, it turns blue and purple with just a bump."

He sighed, "Don't go anywhere from now on. I have to keep you as a treasure."

Jiang Tingxia rested his chin on his arm and asked, "Are you worshipping him like an ancestor?"

Li Changpu was stunned when he heard this. Jiang Tingxia had already sat up and pinched his cheek. "Be good, good boy."

In the quiet room, only Li Changpu sneered, "Ha."

Li Changpu laughed, but he was angered by Jiang Tingxia's playful look. He grabbed Jiang Tingxia's hand that was pinching his face and looked at her with dark eyes, "How can you be so brave?"

Seeing Jiang Tingxia's smiling face, Li Changpu gritted his teeth and said, "You still want to be my ancestor!"

He approached with an imposing manner and said to Jiang Tingxia, "What else do you want to do?"

Seeing him like this, Jiang Tingxia was not afraid at all. After thinking for a moment, he said, "What else do you want to do?"

She said, "Then call your ancestors twice and let them hear it."

A fire burned in Li Changpu's chest. He pressed his palm on Jiang Tingxia's shoulder and placed his other hand on her back.

Jiang Tingxia was pushed by a strong force, and before he could even feel anything, he fell backwards uncontrollably.

Li Changpu also fell down, "Let's see who will be the ancestor."

Jiang Tingxia screamed, and sensing the danger, she covered her mouth tightly with her hands and said softly, "My waist hurts, please don't..."

Li Changpu stopped moving, and a pair of hands rested on her waist. The scent of medicinal oil came from her. The originally unruly hands stopped moving, then scratched, and then moved up again.

Jiang Tingxia's panicked face changed, and she began to laugh uncontrollably, "Li Changpu, what are you doing? Stop tickling me."

Li Changpu kept teasing her and asked, "Do you know you are wrong?"

Jiang Tingxia laughed so hard that tears came out, and could only raise her hands in surrender, "Wrong, wrong."

He stared at her fiercely, pretending to be fierce, "Will you dare to say that again in the future?"

Jiang Tingxia laughed until she had no strength left, and begged for mercy while panting, "No more, no more."

The two were having a fight when Jiang Tingxia suddenly heard someone calling her name outside the yard.

"Tingxia, are you home?"

Jiang Tingxia hurriedly responded, "Yes."

Then he immediately pushed Li Changpu away and sat up from the kang.

Li Changpu was a little unhappy, but she still stood up, straightened her clothes, and fastened the small button on Jiang Tingxia's neck, "She's quite popular, people come to visit her every day."

Jiang Tingxia saw that he had a sullen face and quickly pecked him on the face, "Okay, stop complaining."

Then he turned around and opened the door.

Yang Jinfeng walked in and saw Li Changpu bending down slightly as he walked out of the room. She immediately greeted him, "Captain Li is home too."

Li Changpu replied indifferently and sat in front of the firewood pile to chop wood. Jiang Tingxia called Yang Jinfeng into the house, "Sister Jinfeng, come in and sit down."

Yang Jinfeng pinched her palms. The two of them kept the door closed in broad daylight. When Jiang Tingxia came out, her cheeks were pink, her breathing was a little labored, and her clothes were wrinkled. It was obvious that she had been hiding in the house doing that thing.

She thought about how she had just sneaked into Zhang Hongxiang's yard and hid in the corner, and heard their intimate laughter. She was so angry that she was about to explode, but she still kept her usual enthusiastic and happy smile until she entered the house and smelled the smell of medicinal oil. She looked at the figure chopping wood outside the window and asked worriedly, "Why is there a smell of medicine?"

Jiang Tingxia was at the table, pouring her some water, and replied, "My waist hurts a bit."

Yang Jinfeng was relieved. When Jiang Tingxia turned around, she stopped looking out the window and pretended to care about Jiang Tingxia.