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

Hearing Jiang Tingxia say this, Li Changpu quickly expressed his loyalty, "Just rest and recover. I'll take a leave these days and won't go anywhere. I'll stay at home to take care of you. I'll go back to work when you're better."

After hearing what he said, Jiang Tingxia glanced at Li Changpu, and his stern expression finally eased a little, but not obviously. He still looked indifferent and unconcerned.

Until she saw Li Changpu smiling at her.

Jiang Tingxia could see that his smile was full of flattery. She wondered if he himself knew what his smile looked like. A man who was so serious, even too serious, would actually smile like that.

Jiang Tingxia couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He should have brought a mirror over to let him look at himself. He probably didn't know that he could have such a 'fawning' look.

Feeling happy, Jiang Tingxia finally calmed down and reached out to grab Li Changpu's arm.

This action meant that she allowed Li Changpu to support her.

Li Changpu suddenly felt the touch of her fingers and knew that she was no longer resisting his approach. His heart suddenly exploded like fireworks. He carefully helped Jiang Tingxia sit up, and with a smile on his face, he went to find Jiang Tingxia's shoes and diligently put them on her.

When Li Changpu was putting shoes on Jiang Tingxia, the corners of his mouth that were raised never fell.

Suddenly, Li Changpu felt that he had changed. He had never thought that one day he would be like this, kneeling on the ground with one leg, putting shoes on a little woman, and the key point was that he was so happy as if he had picked up gold.

This change was not sudden, but happened day by day, imperceptibly. By the time he realized it, it was too late to change it; it had already been integrated into his flesh and blood.

He considered himself a tough guy with the strongest bones, but all this didn't work for Jiang Tingxia. When he saw her, she laughed and cried, and his mind became confused, his teeth became sore, and most of the bones in his body became soft.

Li Changpu felt a little embarrassed. Why did he develop such a servile attitude towards her for no reason?

Just "serving" her made him so happy that he lost his mind. He didn't know what was wrong with his brain or whether Jiang Tingxia, this little girl, had worn him out.

Forget it, Li Changpu thought, there is nothing to be embarrassed about "serving" your own wife. A real man is one who treats his wife well and makes his woman happy.

This is what Xia told him, and he remembered it.

After helping Jiang Tingxia put on her shoes, Li Changpu helped Jiang Tingxia get out of bed.

She has always been afraid of pain, and she didn't dare to take a step. She walked slower than a snail and hadn't left the bed for a long time. Even so, Jiang Tingxia's face was distorted with pain.

"Forget it, don't go," Li Changpu put his arms around Jiang Tingxia's shoulders, exerting force with his arms but without moving.

He was afraid to scare Jiang Tingxia suddenly, after all, she was injured, so he told her in advance so that she could be prepared, "I'll carry you over."

Li Changpu picked him up and carried him sideways. Jiang Tingxia put his arms around his neck very experiencedly, and was a little too coquettish. "Walk slower."

She has been like this since she was a child. Normally, she is fine. Although she is inevitably more delicate than others, she is not too much. But once she gets sick or injured, she will feel wronged and feel so pitiful. She must have others care about her, accommodate her, and take care of her, otherwise she will get angry. But later, her life experience was exposed, and she became a person without relatives and friends, and she also learned to restrain herself.

Seeing that Li Changpu was tolerating and giving in to her, Jiang Tingxia's previous temper came back. She was used to "pressing on" step by step, stepping on his bottom line, and if he retreated, she would advance.

Jiang Tingxia's eyes were red and watery. "I told you to walk slower. My wound hurts so much."

Li Changpu, who had already slowed down half of his pace, slowed down again. "Yes, I'll go slower."

After going to the toilet, Li Changpu came back carrying Jiang Tingxia. He put her down, covered her with a quilt, turned around and walked to the washstand, poured hot water into the basin, soaked the towel and sat back on the bed. Jiang Tingxia was still with her head lowered in a daze, and the tips of her ears were so red that blood seemed to drip out.

Li Changpu used a towel to wipe Jiang Tingxia's face. Seeing that she did not resist and let him "manipulate" her obediently, but she avoided looking at him, Li Changpu looked at her carefully from head to toe. It was obvious that he was still teasing her. He finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Li Changpu pinched Jiang Tingxia's chin and asked while wiping her face, "What's wrong? Are you sorry?"

Jiang Tingxia's face was already extremely red, and she looked at Li Changpu angrily.

She just went to the toilet and it was inconvenient for her, so Li Changpu helped her with everything, and he asked questions even though he knew the answer.

Li Changpu was glared at by Jiang Tingxia and didn't dare to laugh heartily. He clenched his fist to his mouth and used his other hand to wipe Jiang Tingxia's neck with a towel, so the two of them were very close.

Li Changpu leaned his head against Jiang Tingxia's. His low laugh echoed in Jiang Tingxia's ears from time to time.

"That's enough," Jiang Tingxia said in annoyance as she pushed him away, "Li Changpu, you're so annoying. Stop laughing."

Li Changpu stopped laughing, but his eyes were still sparkling, and it was obvious that he was very happy.

Seeing Jiang Tingxia pouting in displeasure, he finally became more serious, "What's there to be embarrassed about? We're an old married couple."

Jiang Tingxia pouted at him, "You are old."

Li Changpu didn't argue with her about this. He was older than her anyway, so what? Men would be more caring when they get older.

He turned around to wash the towel, then came back to unbutton Jiang Tingxia's shirt. Jiang Tingxia quickly reached out and grabbed his hand, looking nervous, "What are you doing?"

Li Changpu wanted to laugh when he saw Jiang Tingxia like this, and his tone became lively, "You are like this, what can I do?"

He asked again with interest: "Why? Do I look like a beast?"

Jiang Tingxia knew that what he said meant that he would not do anything to her, so she loosened her grip on Li Changpu's hand and spoke as lightly and quickly as the wind, "It's hard to say."