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

"You can only hug, nothing else is allowed."

Jiang Tingxia was so tired that her eyelids were fighting. She leaned her head on Li Changpu's strong arms and said, "It's almost dawn. That's enough."

The exhausted woman had fallen asleep in his arms, but Li Changpu was unable to sleep because he was at the age of full vigor and vitality, and the first time he ate meat, he could not satisfy his craving at all. He was just getting into the mood, but it was really unpleasant to be turned away.

His eyes scanned Jiang Tingxia quietly, his gaze fell on the messy red marks on her body, and the sound of her crying and begging for mercy, which seemed to still surround his ears. There were still traces of tears on her little face. Looking at her pitiful appearance, Li Changpu suppressed the anger in his body and had to give up.

The man's big hand just pinched Jiang Tingxia's arm lightly. She was too thin. She needed to be nourished, Li Changpu thought. Otherwise, she would have to be like before, remembering to retract her strength at the critical moment, for fear of breaking the person in his arms.

He let the person go, put on a coat and went out. After a while, he came back with a basin of water and a towel. Li Changpu carefully lifted the quilt.

There was still snow outside the house, which cast some light into the house. Without turning on the lights, I could vaguely see everything inside the house.

Jiang Tingxia's white and tender thighs still had his blue fingerprints on them. Looking at the mess he had made, Li Changpu felt a little guilty. He thought he had been careful, but he didn't expect that his desires would get the better of him and he would act like a beast. With a sense of apology, he wiped his hands more gently.

Until he caught a glimpse of a hint of dark red, Li Changpu thought he had seen it wrong. He frowned and moved Jiang Tingxia's left leg away a little. In this way, a bloodstain like a flower appeared completely under her body.

Confused, Li Changpu reached for the flashlight beside his pillow. Under the bright light, he could see everything clearly.

He didn't take that matter to heart at all, and didn't have time to think about it. When he first started with Jiang Tingxia, he was excited and nervous, and he was just rushing around with brute force. All his attention was on Jiang Tingxia's face, and he was only concerned with seeing if she was in pain or discomfort, and he didn't pay attention to anything else.

It was not until I saw the bloodstains on the bed sheets that I vaguely remembered the feeling of being blocked at that moment.

What exactly is going on?

……

Li Changpu was sweeping snow in the yard. The gate was pushed open with a creaky sound. Jin Xiaoyu walked in. When she saw Li Changpu, she ran over with a smile.

"uncle."

Seeing his lively niece, Li Changpu leaned the snow-sweeping broom against the wall and spoke to Jin Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, wake up."

"Where are your brother and sister?"

Jin Xiaoyu came over, jumping and skipping. "Brother and Dazhu have finished their meal and are going to school. Sister is watching Auntie learn how to sew shoe soles."

There were still snowflakes on Jin Xiaoyu's body, and it was obvious that she had just played in the snow. Li Changpu patted her clothes and asked, "You're playing in the snow outside so early in the morning, aren't you cold?"

His expression was very serious. Jin Xiaoyu was afraid before, but after a long time, she knew that this was her uncle's expression and it didn't mean he was unhappy.

Jin Xiaoyu shook her head happily, "It's not cold, not cold, I'm making a snowman."

The little girl continued, "I built a big snowman in the yard of my brother Dazhu's house, but when I saw you, uncle, I ran over to find you."

She grabbed Li Changpu's legs and asked him to hold her. Jin Xiaoyu was used to being held by Li Changpu. Her uncle was so tall, and when he held her, she was taller than her brothers and sisters.

Li Changpu bent down and picked up the little girl. Jin Xiaoyu looked at him and asked with concern, "Uncle, you have been away from home. What have you been doing?"

Li Changpu was momentarily stumped by his niece's little adult-like manner and couldn't help wanting to laugh, "I'm going to work."

"Oh," Jin Xiaoyu said seriously, "Don't leave home for so long next time."

Li Changpu lost his mother at a young age, and his father was like a stepfather, leaving his hometown alone. He worked hard in the first half of his life just to stay alive. Slowly, he got used to this. But after getting married, he had someone to accompany him, and he seemed to feel the warmth of family more easily than before.

He looked at Jin Xiaoyu, his heart filled with happiness, and he smiled unconsciously.

He suddenly thought that girls are more lovable. If he and Jiang Tingxia had a daughter, she would look like him and Jiang Tingxia. But he also thought that it would be better for a girl to look more like her mother: pretty, cute, and soft.

Jin Xiaoyu added, "I miss you."

Suddenly being told so bluntly that he missed someone, Li Changpu was actually not very good at responding to other people's feelings. He just weighed Jin Xiaoyu in his arms to show his closeness.

"I miss my uncle."

"Well," Jin Xiaoyu counted the people on her fingers, "I miss my uncle very much, and so does my sister, my brother, and my aunt."

The smile on Li Changpu's face grew even wider. These were the people closest to him in the world, and the feeling of being cared for by them made his heart warm.

With a smile on his face, he asked Jin Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, how did you know that your aunt told you that she missed your uncle?"

No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure out how Jiang Tingxia could say that she missed him.

Jin Xiaoyu nodded, "Yes, my aunt told me."

She opened her arms wide, just like she did when she talked to Jiang Tingxia that day, "Aunt misses you so much, even more than Xiaoyu. Aunt misses uncle the most."

Jin Xiaoyu was afraid that Li Changpu would not believe her and would go find Jiang Tingxia, so she shouted into the room, "Where's my aunt? Let's go ask her if she misses you more than Xiaoyu does."

Li Changpu stood still, put Jin Xiaoyu on the ground, and hushed, "Aunt is very tired, she is still sleeping."

He said, "Xiaoyu, go play by yourself and don't wake up your aunt."

Jiang Tingxia likes to sleep in, and Jin Xiaoyu is used to it.

After hearing what her uncle said, she immediately covered her mouth and said softly, "Then I won't look for my aunt."

Afraid of waking Jiang Tingxia, her breathing was louder than her voice when she spoke to Li Changpu. "I'm going to finish making my snowman. When it's done, my uncle and aunt will come over to see it."

"Go."

Seeing Jin Xiaoyu happily jumping away, Li Changpu stood in the yard and enjoyed the cold wind for a while, but his heart was like a pot of boiling water, bubbling.

He was thinking about Jiang Tingxia, and she said she missed him.

This snow can't be swept away.

Li Changpu turned and went into the house.

He looked at Jiang Tingxia who was sleeping soundly in the bed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she had woken up.

Li Changpu couldn't help but move closer. As soon as he got close, Jiang Tingxia, who was half asleep, felt him and the cool air he brought, so she opened her eyes.

Li Changpu reached out and pinched her face, "Wake up."

Hearing him ask this, and then seeing Li Changpu who was now neatly dressed, and thinking of the madness of last night, Jiang Tingxia couldn't help but feel shy. Her eyes wandered around, and she didn't look at him.

Jiang Tingxia showed such a shy expression that Li Changpu couldn't help but touch her face twice more.

He was sweeping snow outside early in the morning, and his fingers were cold. Jiang Tingxia was so cold that she lost all sleepiness and reached out to slap Li Changpu's hand away.

"What are you doing? Your hands are so cold!"

Li Changpu grabbed Jiang Tingxia's hand and said, "Why don't you tell me yourself?" His tone became sticky. "You need a child to tell me."

Jiang Tingxia pretended not to know and tried to pull her hand back, "I don't know what you are talking about."

How could Li Changpu let go? He smiled and said, "Didn't you hear me talking to Xiaoyu just now?"

He looked at Jiang Tingxia with a teasing expression, "You pretended to sleep when I came back."

"My face is all red."

Li Changpu flicked Jiang Tingxia's cheek and said, "It's already been exposed."