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

After hearing Nanfang's words, Jiang Tingxia began to suffer from selective amnesia.

Did I say he was good? No, how could that be possible!

But Nanfang looked at her with a smile, and Jiang Tingxia really didn't know what to say. Should she just deny it?

Suddenly, her stomach churned, and Jiang Tingxia said weakly, "I want to vomit."

Nan Fang cried out, "Didn't the doctor just say that he gave her emetic medicine? Is it possible that the medicine is still effective now?"

"Is there a basin? Let her vomit in it."

It’s just that Jiang Tingxia came into the clinic unexpectedly and had no preparation.

After searching for a while but couldn't find a container, He Zhihai said, "It's already this late, let her spit it out on the ground and we can clean it up later."

Nanfang also agreed, saying that she couldn't help herself when the drug took effect.

Only Jiang Tingxia waved his hands in resistance, covering his mouth with one hand desperately.

Li Changpu knew why she did that. The young lady thought it was dirty to spit on the ground. Even at this time, she still didn't forget to pay attention to this.

Competing with your own body.

There was no other choice, so he quickly picked Jiang Tingxia up by the waist and rushed to the pool.

The man was tall, with strong arms, and the woman was fair and tender, nestling in his arms. The two of them were like the embodiment of a little bird leaning on its lover. Nan Fang watched them leave, as if immersed in a pink bubble, and she did not forget to say to He Zhihai, "It's still good to be newlyweds. Look how good and sweet their relationship is."

He Zhihai grumbled in his heart that when he asked Li Changpu to marry him home, Li Changpu had been very reluctant. But when he saw that the time was kept being delayed and people of the same age as this boy had children who were already playing with soy sauce, he finally decided on the wedding date.

In his opinion, these two people were so unhappy at the beginning, it was good enough for them to live a quiet life, how could they be sweet? And have a good relationship?

He Zhihai asked, "Is the relationship good? How do you know?"

Nan Fang was speechless for a moment, "Use your eyes."

He Zhihai still looked confused.

Nanfang patiently explained again, "It's just a feeling."

He Zhihai: "Use your eyes to feel? You are still a college student. You can't even use the right words. You are not as educated as me."

Nan Fang: ...

When they reached the cement pool, Li Changpu originally wanted to put Jiang Tingxia on the ground, but when he saw her two white and tender feet exposed, he came out in such a hurry that he didn't have time to put shoes on her.

He held her by the waist, with one arm around her waist and the other around her shoulders, ensuring that her feet did not touch the ground but rested lightly on the back of his feet.

Jiang Tingxia rested his elbows on the edge of the pool, not caring about the pain on his waist caused by Li Changpu's iron arms, and vomited loudly.

A few minutes later, Jiang Tingxia turned on the faucet, but no water came out. She was full of questions. Where is the water?

Li Changpu saw her movements and loosened the arm around her shoulders, letting her step on his shoes instead. With his free hand, he lifted the lid of a large water tank in front of him, scooped out a basin of water for her, and explained, "The water hasn't been connected yet."

Jiang Tingxia seemed to have gotten used to the hardships here, and was not surprised after hearing this explanation.

She calmly accepted that the faucet would not produce water.

Li Changpu slowly poured the water in the basin, and Jiang Tingxia put his hands under it to wash. Well, this is a smart faucet, the only one of its kind, and it’s voice-controlled.

After Jiang Tingxia wiped off the water on her face and hands, she smelled the strange smell of her vomit, the smell of stomach acid, which made her cover her nose in disgust, "It stinks."

Li Changpu: If you dislike yourself, then it seems normal to dislike others.

He stood sideways by the pool, moved Jiang Tingxia to his right arm, and turned her so that her back was facing outward. Her head was buried in his chest, blocking all sight and away from the vomit she was vomiting. He was strong enough, and his arms were naturally strong due to his sturdy military physique. He could bear Jiang Tingxia's weight with one hand, but she seemed so light that her waist could be broken if he exerted too much force. He couldn't help but think, she is too thin.

Li Changpu freed his other hand and scooped up several basins of water to rinse the pool clean.

After doing all this, he held Jiang Tingxia horizontally in his arms and walked back.

The feeling of nausea disappeared and the physical discomfort was relieved. Jiang Tingxia then realized how close the two of them were at this moment.

Jiang Tingxia put her arms around his neck, and when she looked up she could see his tense face.

"Thank you," the girl said to him in his arms, her face slightly blushing.

Li Changpu walked quickly and said, "You're welcome."

At that time, people were still very conservative and were too shy to even hold hands, let alone hug. A bunch of people looked at the two people who were so intimate with curiosity.

Just now, she was in so much pain that she temporarily forgot about the outside world. Now that she had vomited, she felt better. Jiang Tingxia noticed the curious looks of the crowd, and the tight muscles she felt made her blush. She buried herself in his arms and said shyly, "Why don't you put me down and I can walk by myself."

Jiang Tingxia crossed her two white and tender legs together. Although she said that, Jiang Tingxia's head moved a little closer to Li Changpu's chest.

Li Changpu held a person without any effort, and her breath was not even a little disordered when she spoke, "No"

Jiang Tingxia's heart skipped a few beats and she couldn't help but look up at his face. She was still amazed. What a handsome face, with deep eyes, a high nose, and clean and firm lines.

Moreover, he looked even more handsome when he refused in a cold voice.

Next, his face was cold and his voice was even colder.

"You're not wearing shoes, how can you walk barefoot?"

"You have to wear shoes and walk on your own."

The fawn was killed by the collision.

The charming atmosphere between the man and the woman disappeared in an instant.

After vomiting once, Jiang Tingxia was no longer in any serious condition. Li Changpu took her home. He disposed of the remaining pesticides and told Jiang Tingxia never to touch these things again.

He is still responsible for catching mice.

Zhao Yong looked at Li Changpu, who had been up all night and could barely open his eyes, and said, "Has the rat been caught yet?"

Li Changpu shook his head in a daze.

Zhao Yong couldn't help but complain, "Your wife is really a troublemaker. She wants to catch mice. There are so many mice in the village. Can you catch them all?"

Everyone had the same idea as Zhao Yong. It was just a mouse. As long as the family's food was hidden and not eaten by others, the mouse could do whatever it wanted. But Li Changpu's new daughter-in-law refused to do that. She went to the hospital and stayed up all night to watch for the mouse. Seeing her husband's face becoming more and more haggard due to the torture, Jiang Tingxia firmly sat on the top spot of the most troubled woman in the family area.

"I say, Lao Li, you can handle it, but I think your life is almost at stake. One day she will kill you."

Li Changpu was not willing to stake out mice every night, and Jiang Tingxia did not ask him for anything, but when night came, she would sit up with a quilt wrapped around her, as if she would not sleep for the whole night.

Could he bear to see her torture herself like that? There was no other way, he could only stay up all night and sit up to watch the mice.

If she can catch a mouse, she will. If she can’t, she can still have a good sleep.

After just two or three days of this, Li Changpu fell ill.

It wasn't because he stayed up late these past two days. It's just that he had to sleep on a cold bench since he got married. It was hard and cold, and the quilt was easy to fall off. In addition, he had heavy tasks during the day, so he got sick as a result.

Jiang Tingxia felt guilty seeing that he had to take care of her despite his illness, lighting the fire, cooking and working. She also had a conscience.

Jiang Tingxia's guilt reached its peak when he coughed and took away the bedding to spread it on the bench at night.

She hesitated and said, "How about...you just sleep here."

As soon as the words fell, both of them were stunned. Jiang Tingxia bit her lip in annoyance. Wasn't it too bold and proactive to say such a thing?

Afraid that Li Changpu might misunderstand, Jiang Tingxia quickly explained, "This place is so big, four or five people can sleep there."

Li Changpu took the mattress and quilt and was about to leave, "No need, cough cough... cough, I just... cough cough... cough..."

Why would he still show off when he was already so sick? Jiang Tingxia quickly decided, "Let's do this. You sleep over there, and I'll sleep over here. If you're worried, put two more quilts in the middle."

Li Changpu thought this was strange, and asked with a frown, "Why should I be worried?"

Jiang Tingxia turned his head and asked, "Yes, what are you worried about?"