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

Seeing Li Changpu's resistance, Jiang Tingxia became rebellious and insisted on putting lipstick on his face.

She lifted the blanket and suddenly hugged Li Changpu's arm like a koala. She was about to climb onto Li Changpu. Jiang Tingxia smiled widely with her lipstick on her face and threatened Li Changpu, "Don't move."

It had been a long time since they had such intimacy. Jiang Tingxia's soft body pressed against him, and Li Changpu instantly felt his body burning. He was so addicted to such contact that he didn't hide anymore.

Li Changpu didn't move. Jiang Tingxia held the lipstick in one hand and pinched his face with the other hand. She carefully drew on Li Changpu's face, then looked at the lipstick marks she had drawn on his cheek and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When she smiled like that, Li Changpu didn't know what kind of weird look she had drawn on him. He felt a little embarrassed, so he covered his face with his hands. His tone was very helpless, and he couldn't help but let out a few low laughs in his throat, "Ting Xia, stop messing around."

"What did you draw me like?"

Jiang Tingxia was having fun and reached out to take a few more lipsticks from the box. Seeing that she was about to paint on her face, Li Changpu's eyes turned dark and his head kept backing away.

Jiang Tingxia was afraid that he would run away, so she simply sat on him, restraining him with her body, and forced him to fall on the bed.

Li Changpu reached out to grab Jiang Tingxia's hand and said no, but she retained some strength in her hands, allowing Jiang Tingxia to do whatever he wanted on her face.

Jiang Tingxia drew for a long time, drew a tic-tac-toe grid on Li Changpu's left cheek, and a big sun on his right cheek. He even did not let go of his neck, unbuttoned his shirt, and wrote and drew on it.

"Okay," Jiang Tingxia's eyes sparkled. She looked at the lipstick marks on Li Changpu's lips, and smiled with curved eyebrows. "I'll show you what you look like in the mirror."

Jiang Tingxia put his hand on Li Changpu's strong chest and reached for the mirror on the side with one hand.

While she was laughing foolishly, she was completely unaware of the hungry wolf beneath her.

Li Changpu saw Jiang Tingxia laughing so hard that she went to get a mirror, but accidentally, the softness of her chest rubbed against his nose. In an instant, the fire that had been suppressed in his body burst into flames uncontrollably.

He sighed softly, "It smells so good."

Jiang Tingxia looked down at him, and seeing his eyes full of burning desire, she suddenly recalled the memories between them.

She knew very well what this man meant by that look in his eyes. Jiang Tingxia's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She tried to get up in a panic, but Li Changpu held her head and she fell back on him.

His lips were very hot, and he kissed her face, neck, and lips randomly. Jiang Tingxia could hear Li Changpu's heavy breathing in her ears, "Tingxia, I miss you."

He stroked her back, and she could feel the heat of his palm through the fabric.

"Ting Xia, I want you."

"Give it to me, please."

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Sparks were burning in the stove in the room, and from time to time there were crackling sounds of burning charcoal. A thick quilt wrapped up in a ball covered the bodies of the two people. The bed frame swayed slightly, and the suppressed voices of a man and a woman could be heard at the head of the bed...

Unlike the cold feeling when entering the room, the room was now stuffy and hot.

An arm with bulging veins and extremely strong force was supported at the side of Jiang Tingxia. One hand could grab both of her wrists, lift them above her head and hold them tightly, stretching the bronze muscles of her shoulders and back.

Jiang Tingxia opened her eyes wide, her eye sockets filled with tears. The next second, the tears flowed out like pearls from a broken string, and her face was covered with tear marks.

Li Changpu held her slender and delicate fingers with one hand and held her in his arms with the other hand. He was kissing her round shoulders when he suddenly felt that the sound was wrong, like a low sob.

He looked up and saw Jiang Tingxia's face was covered with tears.

There was a crystal teardrop in the corner of her eye, which was shaken out of her eye socket as her body swayed, just like the lotus leaves in their yard, filled with round dewdrops, which fell out as the leaves shook.

Li Changpu was frightened by Jiang Tingxia's tears. The desire in his eyes disappeared and he regained his clarity. He raised his head from Jiang Tingxia's shoulder and dared not move again.

"Why are you crying?"

"Does it hurt?"

Li Changpu's fingers, as thick as tree trunks, were about to wipe the tears from Jiang Tingxia's face, but just as they touched her delicate face, Jiang Tingxia turned her head away and avoided his touch.

She turned over and lay on her side, saying nothing, just sobbing softly.

Seeing her crying like this, Li Changpu felt anxious and put his hand on her shoulder and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Without waiting for Jiang Tingxia's answer, Li Changpu was already extremely anxious and wanted to go and see for himself.

Feeling his hand grabbing her thigh, Jiang Tingxia turned around and pushed him away.

Li Changpu was pushed away, and chased after Jiang Tingxia and hugged him, "Let me see."

He asked softly, "Are you hurt?"

"No."

Jiang Tingxia resisted, and in the blink of an eye, a string of tears appeared.

She answered like this, and continued to cry. Li Changpu was so worried that he felt upset. "Then what happened? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Tingxia's lips were trembling, and she looked extremely sad. She said in an accusing tone, "You bullied me."

Seeing her so aggrieved, Li Changpu thought that he was just excited and couldn't control his strength. He didn't care about his embarrassment. He hugged the aggrieved Jiang Tingxia in his arms and patted her back to comfort her, "It's my fault."

Feeling his tenderness, Jiang Tingxia felt even more upset.

If I forgive him so easily, he will bully me even more in the future.

Jiang Tingxia felt empty inside. She had no close family members and was alone in this world. Who could she rely on? Who would protect her? If she was so easy to talk to, Li Changpu would think she was easy to bully and would not take her seriously.

She was determined to teach him a lesson so that he would know how to treat her in the future.

But why did she become so soft-hearted? She was obviously so angry with him, but he eagerly sent her some things and his attitude and tone were a little more attentive, so she did as he wished and got along with him without thinking.

The more Jiang Tingxia thought about it, the sadder she felt. She always thought about him because she couldn't bear to see him look so pitiful and miserable. She let him do whatever he wanted when he coaxed her. But what about him? How could he be so cruel to her and leave her out there to suffer? How could she forgive him so easily?

It shouldn't be like this.

How could she be the one who gave in?

Jiang Tingxia felt extremely aggrieved, her heart felt like it was soaked in bitter sea water, swollen and uncomfortable.

She turned her back to Li Changpu, buried her face in the pillow and cried even harder. She was throwing a tantrum, "Go away!"

Li Changpu had no idea what was going on. When he heard Jiang Tingxia's sobbing, he became panicked and at a loss.

"Ting Xia, where do you feel uncomfortable? Can you tell me?"

He almost begged, "Don't cry."

Jiang Tingxia didn't even look up at him. She just grabbed Li Changpu's clothes and threw them at him.

As luck would have it, Li Changpu was hit on the head by the iron belt, with a loud thud as the metal hit the bone.

However, he seemed not to feel any pain. He said nothing, but his eyes were red. He looked at Jiang Tingxia who was out of control with heartache. She rarely acted so hysterically in front of him.

She must be feeling very uncomfortable.

She called out to him, "I don't want to see you!"

"I let you go!"

Li Changpu's hands were throbbing with veins, but he finally couldn't bear it and picked up his clothes, "Okay, don't be so excited."

He put on his coat and pants casually, his metal belt clattering, "I'm leaving. I'm leaving right now."

Jiang Tingxia was still crying.

Li Changpu buttoned her clothes as she walked. With the sound of doors opening and closing, Jiang Tingxia's crying became softer, but she seemed even sadder.

Except for the crying, everything in the room fell into deathly silence.

Li Changpu stood outside the door, hunched over dejectedly, as if all his strength had been drained away.

He didn't know whether he should leave. Hearing Xia resisting him so much, crying like that and saying she didn't want to see him, he didn't want to make her angry, so he had to go out and let her calm down.

But how could he leave when he heard Xia crying like that in there?

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Li Changpu just stood there, holding the door handle tightly with his big hands.

Zhao Fang had just walked into the dormitory building when she saw a man standing in the corridor. She was curious, so she took a few more glances at him.

I saw the man standing outside the dormitory door, and I could only see his broad and tall back.

Zhao Fang felt something was wrong, because wasn't that dormitory at the end of the corridor where Jiang Tingxia lived?

That man came to see her?