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

An Xi was lying in the bed. Zhang Ming's mother had spread a red double quilt. Zhang Ming also got into the bed. He took off his coat and pants and wore a vest and shorts. In the bed, their exposed skin inevitably touched, and both of them felt shy.

Zhang Ming half-sat and looked at An Xi, asking, "Turn off the lights?"

An Xi roughly knew what to do after turning off the lights. She was a little shy and only made a "hmm" sound from her throat.

With a click, the light cord was pulled and the room was plunged into darkness.

An Xi felt a fiery figure approaching her. Zhang Ming's voice was dry and hoarse, "An Xi, is it okay?"

She said nothing, slowly loosened her hands that were clutching the quilt, and placed them on both sides...

The red waves rolled and clung to each other, and even the air seemed a little hotter.

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An Xi's black hair spread on the red pillowcase, which made her fair skin look even more pale and the blush on her face more obvious. Zhang Ming propped up one arm and looked at her, which made An Xi feel shy.

"Why do you keep staring at me?"

Zhang Ming was stunned. He reached out to touch An Xi's face. "You are beautiful. I can't get enough of you."

An Xi smiled, slapped Zhang Ming's hand away, and said coquettishly, "Stop looking."

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Zhang Ming held it in his. He said seriously, "An Xi, you know what? I feel relieved now."

He held An Xi's hand, and his usually carefree face showed a lingering fear. "I've been dreaming these past few days. I keep dreaming that you and Liang Mancang are getting married."

Seeing him like this, An Xi couldn't help but smile, feeling a little sweet in her heart.

"What nonsense are you thinking about?"

Perhaps because he felt that he was being silly, Zhang Ming also laughed, "I was woken up by a fright."

Zhang Ming touched his back and said, "Really, I'm sweating all over."

You know, An Xi almost married someone else, and they were even talking about marriage, how could he not be panicked.

The two looked at each other and smiled for a while. On the wedding night, Zhang Ming hugged An Xi and felt the real touch. Only then did he feel relieved.

After the wedding banquet was over, Zhang Ming, Li Changpu and other men helped to clean up and move tables and chairs, while Jiang Tingxia took the three children home first.

Yang Jinfeng came over. She had been waiting anxiously for days. She had looked for Guo Huifang several times but had not seen her. She couldn't help but wonder what happened during that meeting.

Did Brother Li and Guo Huifang meet that time? Did Jiang Tingxia discover Guo Huifang's existence?

"Ting Xia, go back."

Jiang Tingxia replied, "Yeah, I'm going back."

Yang Jinfeng is from Liangeng Village, and her husband Wei Dong has a good relationship with Zhang Ming, so Zhang Ming and An Qian will naturally invite her to their wedding banquet.

Yang Jinfeng followed Jiang Tingxia and chatted as they walked for a while. As for Guo Huifang, since she and Jiang Tingxia had not yet fallen out, she could not ask openly, so she could only try to probe indirectly. However, after a long time, she did not get any information.

Yang Jinfeng felt that Jiang Tingxia seemed to know nothing.

What’s even more infuriating is that the relationship between Jiang Tingxia and Brother Li seems to have eased.

Today at the wedding banquet, Yang Jinfeng saw her and Brother Li walking side by side, sometimes talking and laughing.

Yang Jinfeng was secretly biting her back teeth to pieces.

She had been planning for so long, but it didn't work at all!

The two were walking on the main road in the village. Jiang Tingxia saw a group of people on the side of the road walking towards them. A strong stench came from the air.

Jiang Tingxia turned his head away, not daring to look.

This time it wasn’t because of the stench, but because Jiang Tingxia knew what was going on. The loudspeakers in the village had been very popular recently.

The situation began to become tense.

She couldn't help but think of herself, and she was a little afraid to face it.

Yang Jinfeng noticed that Jiang Tingxia's face turned pale. She snorted in her heart. How could she forget that Jiang Tingxia was the daughter of a capitalist and it was this kind of person that she was dealing with recently.

Yang Jinfeng deliberately asked, "Listen, sister Xia, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Tingxia shook her head, wanting to leave here quickly, "Nothing."

Yang Jinfeng pulled Jiang Tingxia aside and said with disdain, "They are a group of old rightists who are undergoing labor reform in the village."

She added, "They are carrying manure, let's stay away from them."

Jiang Tingxia almost vomited. She waited until these people had passed by before she rushed home with her three children.

As soon as Jiang Tingxia came back, he rushed into the bathroom.

She was halfway through her shower when she searched the side several times, only to find that the towel had been washed in the morning and hung out to dry outside, but she was in such a hurry that she forgot to bring it in.

Jiang Tingxia shouted into the room twice, "Xiao Wen, help me get the towel."

The door creaked open and a pair of green rubber shoes walked in lightly.

Jiang Tingxia didn't even look at it and reached out to take the towel. As soon as she lifted her arm from the water, there was a splash, and her delicate and slender arm looked even more crystal clear after being wetted by the water.

Li Changpu's breathing stagnated, "Why take a bath in the middle of the day?"

Jiang Tingxia was startled when she heard a man's voice. She turned around and saw Li Changpu standing only two steps away from her, looking down at her.

She uttered a cry, retracted her arms, and covered her chest with her hands. "Why is it you?"

"Didn't I ask Xiao Wen to bring me a towel? What are you doing here?"

Li Changpu pretended to be innocent, "Xiao Wen was busy with her needlework, she didn't hear you calling her, I just happened to enter the yard, so I brought it in for you."

Jiang Tingxia put the towel in front of her and threw a handful of water at him, "Get out."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of coquettishness when she was anxious and shy, "I'm taking a shower."

"Stinking rogue."