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

Li Changpu coughed and sat on the bed. Jiang Tingxia then looked up at him.

Li Changpu was looked at like that and saw that Jiang Tingxia was not happy, but he pretended not to understand and talked about other things.

Li Changpu spread his hands and said, "I've taken a bath."

"Just washed."

Seeing that Jiang Tingxia still had a stern face, Li Changpu smiled ingratiatingly, "You changed into new clothes after taking a bath, and then you sat on the bed."

As he spoke, Li Changpu lifted the quilt, crawled into it, and leaned towards Jiang Tingxia.

Seeing him moving closer to her, Jiang Tingxia snorted and ignored him.

Li Changpu spoke first, "Don't be so stern, I have a gift for you."

In consideration of the gift, Jiang Tingxia's expression softened a little and she looked at him. "What is it?"

Seeing that Jiang Tingxia was interested, Li Changpu immediately offered his treasure. He took out a dagger with a wooden handle and handed it over.

Jiang Tingxia saw that the dagger had smooth and powerful lines, was exquisite and sharp, and the blade was flashing with cold light. She had never come into contact with such things as weapons, so she was curious and took it.

Unlike the cold blade, the wooden handle felt particularly warm and soft in the hand. Jiang Tingxia took the dagger in his hand and looked at it, and asked, "Why did you give me this?"

Li Changpu was happy to see Jiang Tingxia liked it, "Didn't you say you liked it last time?"

Jiang Tingxia didn't remember saying, "I said that?"

"Last time after watching a movie, didn't you say that it was cool to see someone being killed with a dagger?"

Jiang Tingxia remembered that she had just said it casually that day, but she didn't expect him to take it seriously.

Li Changpu said: "This is the dagger I have been using. I modified it into a dagger suitable for women these days and gave it to you."

"Try it and see if it works."

Hearing him say that, the gift he prepared was quite thoughtful. Jiang Tingxia said "oh" and held the dagger.

But it's still unfamiliar, and the posture is like using a kitchen knife to chop melons and vegetables.

Seeing that Jiang Tingxia held the dagger in the wrong position, Li Changpu simply moved closer to her and said, "Don't hold it like that. Hold it with your backhand."

Li Changpu came up from behind, grabbed Jiang Tingxia's arm, and taught him step by step.

Li Changpu is very serious about his profession. "The handle of the knife faces outwards, and the blade faces inwards."

Li Changpu held the dagger in front of Jiang Tingxia and asked her to hold it. "Use your thumb to press the handle and the other four fingers to hold the handle."

He grabbed Jiang Tingxia's wrist again and said, "If someone attacks you from close range, you should immediately stab back like this."

Jiang Tingxia practiced for a while, but after the initial excitement wore off, he didn't want to practice anymore, "I'm sleepy."

Li Changpu held the dagger and did not force Jiang Tingxia, "I'm sleepy."

He asked uncertainly with a questioning tone: "Do you still want this dagger?"

Li Changpu was worried that Jiang Tingxia would not accept his things.

Jiang Tingxia was already lying on the pillow. She pulled the quilt and said, "Of course I want it. You have to take back the gift you gave away."

Li Changpu was very happy. He had finally found a self-defense technique that Jiang Tingxia was somewhat interested in. He placed the dagger on the table next to Jiang Tingxia and turned off the desk lamp.

Li Changpu also lay down on the bed, but when he lay down, he was very close to Jiang Tingxia, so he took the opportunity to hug her in his arms and said, "Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

……

Xie Youheng stood under the light, his face in dim shadow. He looked down at the red hairpin in his hand, and laughed at himself, wondering what he had been doing all this time. It was time to stop this ridiculous farce.

Jiang Tingxia is already married, why is he still keeping this thing?

Those words that were not said will never be said again.

Xie Youheng reached out and threw the hairpin in his hand away.

As the roommate walked in, he saw something flying out. It looked very familiar. He looked down and saw the red hairpin lying quietly in the trash.

He sighed, "Isn't this the hairpin? Why don't you want it?"

Last time he wore the wrong clothes of Xie Youheng and broke the hairpin in his pocket. He heard that Xie Youheng was going to give this hairpin as a gift, so he was impressed.

The roommate took a closer look and asked again, "Isn't this the new hairpin you bought at the store?"

"It's newly bought, why did you throw it away when it was in good condition?"

Xie Youheng said in a low voice, "If it's useless, just throw it away."

"It's useless? You didn't send it off? Where's your partner?"

Hearing his brother's question, Xie Youheng turned his head away and said, "I don't have a partner."

The roommate understood and was afraid that he would be sad, so he looked at Xie Youheng cautiously and asked, "Is your relationship over?"

Seeing that Xie Youheng didn't say anything, his roommate thought that his relationship was most likely over, so he quickly comforted him, "It's okay if it's over, we can just find someone else."

"There is no grass anywhere in the world, why should we have unrequited love for a flower..."

The roommate was still talking, but Xie Youheng couldn't listen. He lay on the bed without saying a word, with his eyes open, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just as his roommate was falling asleep, he suddenly sat up in bed and took a look at the trash can.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him, and he somehow picked up the hairpin again. He washed it with water and put it under his pillow.

Whether he wanted to keep it as a souvenir or something else, Xie Youheng himself didn’t know, but he just couldn’t bear to throw it away.

……

Jiang Tingxia was going to work in the group. As soon as she went out, she saw her next-door neighbor, Hua Yulan standing outside her door. The two smiled at each other.

"Go to Work?"

"Ah, you're here so early too."

At this time Jiang Tingxia saw a man walking over. This man was the nephew of Hua Yulan's mother-in-law, Aunt Feng.

He came so early.

If they came to visit relatives so early, Jiang Tingxia would not think much about it. However, last time she saw Aunt Feng's nephew hiding in Hua Yulan's room, she suspected that there was something wrong between them.

Hua Yulan smiled at Zheng Zhi, her attitude and tone very gentle, "Come in."

Zheng Zhi also smiled at Hua Yulan, sighed, and walked into the house.

Not only this time, Jiang Tingxia saw Zheng Zhi going in and out of the yard next door many times, and he had eye contact with the woman from time to time, and his eyes were very gentle.

As for Hua Yulan, she still kept her head down all day, following behind her mother-in-law, Aunt Feng, in a submissive manner.

Jiang Tingxia said nothing. She didn't even mention Li Changpu, the fact that they slept in the same bed together every day.

She would not bring up other people's affairs, even if she did not agree with them, not to mention that they were just her guess.

She just became estranged from her neighbors Hua Yulan and Aunt Feng. She didn't interact with them much on weekdays, and only occasionally said hello when she met them on the street.

Jiang Tingxia, on the other hand, had a good relationship with Chu Dan. They lived close to each other and worked together, so they stayed together whispering to each other all day long, which made Li Changpu and Qu Datong feel a little jealous.