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

Hearing Zhou Yingying's joke, Xie Youheng was not as nervous as before and laughed twice.

Zhou Yingying's expression was a little exaggerated and funny, "You don't know how scary it is when you scold us with a stern face."

"Thank you, Instructor. I was really scared of you at that time."

Zhou Yingying said as she nudged Jiang Tingxia with her arm, "Don't you agree, Tingxia?"

Jiang Tingxia nodded as well. Xie Youheng was one of the strictest instructors. Who wouldn't be afraid of him?

Seeing Jiang Tingxia and Zhou Yingying's attitudes, Xie Youheng touched his head embarrassedly. He was deliberately strict when leading the training. This was his habit. He just didn't expect that after the training, he would have to face the accusations of two beautiful girls in such a scene.

Zhou Yingying insisted, "After I left the base, I had nightmares most of the night. They were all about you, Instructor Xie, scolding people. I was so scared that I sat up in bed in the middle of the night. I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep."

"Look, how much psychological damage it has left me."

Xie Youheng looked embarrassed, and at the same time a little guilty, "Am I really that scary?"

Zhou Yingying nodded, "That's right."

Xie Youheng hurriedly apologized to Zhou Yingying, and his eyes swept over Jiang Tingxia who was standing next to Zhou Yingying. He wondered if Jiang Tingxia would be as afraid of him as Zhou Yingying, so afraid that she would have a psychological trauma and dream about him all the time. If that happened, he would be really speechless and unable to express his pain.

Seeing Zhou Yingying teasing Xie Youheng like this, Jiang Tingxia just laughed on the side. Although Xie Youheng was very scary, Zhou Yingying could see that her words were exaggerated, but Xie Youheng still believed it and looked panicked.

Instructor Xie would never have such an expression on his face before. Jiang Tingxia and Zhou Yingying laughed a few times, and Xie Youheng blushed.

The three of them chatted for a while, Jiang Tingxia was called away, and Zhou Yingying also had to rehearse, so Xie Youheng sat aside for a while, his eyes following the figure who was working hard.

The harmonious atmosphere just now gave him some hope. Xie Youheng thought that while waiting to report to the special training team, he could come to the art troupe more often. Perhaps his relationship with Jiang Tingxia could slowly and naturally develop.

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Jiang Tingxia was tired after several days and finally had the chance to take a rest. She was not used to the big bathhouse and always felt a little embarrassed to be watched by strangers while taking a bath. So she asked for leave and left the troupe a few hours early, and took a bath when there was no one in the big bathhouse.

When she returned to the dormitory with the washbasin, she saw Li Changpu waiting for her downstairs of the dormitory building.

"How did you come?"

Li Changpu took the wash basin from her hand and touched Jiang Tingxia's cold fingers. She said distressedly, "Your hands are so cold."

Jiang Tingxia has always been afraid of the cold.

Li Changpu gathered Jiang Tingxia's thin clothes and said, "Go back to the house first."

Li Changpu followed Jiang Tingxia back to the dormitory. The dormitory was warmer than outside, but Li Changpu still felt that the room was cold. Jiang Tingxia lived alone, so she didn't know how to light a stove. The stove was just a decoration to her. Fortunately, the weather was warmer now, not winter, so it wouldn't be too cold even if she didn't light a fire.

Li Changpu deftly pulled open the stove in the dormitory with a hook, lit the honeycomb coal in the stove, waited for the temperature in the room to rise, and poured a teacup of hot water for Jiang Tingxia to warm his hands.

Jiang Tingxia had just taken a shower, and her long hair was not yet dry. She felt a little cold. She held the hot teacup tightly, blew the hot steam coming out of the teacup, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Li Changpu sighed in his heart. Jiang Tingxia had told him not to mention their marriage to anyone. She was still single outside and couldn't be discovered, so he was not allowed to come to see her.

He could only say: "No one saw me."

Li Changpu took out a small box and said, "I have something for you."

Seeing that the small iron box was particularly exquisite, Jiang Tingxia took it, opened the box and took a look, and said in surprise: "Lipstick!"

Jiang Tingxia was very surprised, and her voice rose slightly, "Where did you get it?"

Cosmetics such as lipsticks are not allowed to be sold in China and cannot be bought outside. I don’t know where Li Changpu got it from, but the small iron box that Jiang Tingxia received did not contain a single lipstick, but a series of them in various colors.

Seeing Jiang Tingxia happy, Li Changpu also became happy. He sat next to Jiang Tingxia and asked, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Tingxia picked up a lipstick, unscrewed the cap, and tried the color on the back of her hand. Bright red, playful orange, light red and dark red, she liked every color.

Li Changpu was watching from the side, with a smile in his eyes and eyebrows. It seemed that this gift was a good one as it could make Jiang Tingxia happy.

Jiang Tingxia tried different colors on his hands for a long time but still felt unsatisfied. Seeing Li Changpu sitting nearby, he began to have bad thoughts.

"Come here with your face."

She held up a red lipstick and gestured at Li Changpu's face twice, "Let me see if this color looks good."

Li Changpu was very resistant when she saw that she was going to put lipstick on her face, "I won't."

"That's for you women to use. How can a man like me put this on?"