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

Li Changpu half-knelt in front of Jiang Tingxia, holding her ankle with one hand and taking off her shoes with the other hand, only to see a dark red blood stain the size of an ink blot on the white socks.

Li Changpu frowned, originally thinking that Jiang Tingxia had twisted her ankle while walking, but it turned out that her shoes had rubbed her foot raw.

He looked at her wound and asked, "Why didn't you say it just now?"

Jiang Tingxia glanced at his gloomy face. Was he blaming her for not telling her that her foot hurt?

Her black eyes flashed, and she deliberately said in a sarcastic tone, "Of course I dare not say it, in order to avoid people disliking my temper as a young lady."

When he heard this, Li Changpu wilted and couldn't utter a word.

It took him a long time to utter, "You still hold a grudge."

Li Changpu originally thought that she would calm down if she was willing to have a few good words with him, but he didn't expect that in her heart, everything was clearly separated.

Li Changpu silently took note that Jiang Tingxia's personality was such that just because he smiled at you and talked to you, it didn't mean he was no longer angry.

Jiang Tingxia felt relieved when she saw him in such an awkward position, but she still said, "Yeah, that's how young ladies like me are. They're hard to deal with."

Jiang Tingxia's tone was full of anger and playfulness, "Let's see if you dare to wrongly accuse me again in the future?"

After hearing this, Li Changpu did not refute, but stared into her eyes and said very seriously, "There won't be a next time."

The man's eyes were burning, and his sparkling pupils appeared sincere and determined in the dark night.

Jiang Tingxia felt burned by his gaze. She was not used to his sudden seriousness. She coughed lightly and looked away awkwardly.

Perhaps realizing his own misconduct, Li Changpu's eyes dropped and focused on her well-proportioned and delicate feet. He looked at her wound intently, holding her heel with his big hand and pulling down most of her socks. When he reached the wound on her toe, the blood stain there had already dried up for the most part, and the fabric was stuck to the wound. As soon as he moved, he heard Jiang Tingxia hiss, with a bit of pain in her voice, "Don't move, it hurts so much."

As he was about to struggle to get up, he said, "Go back first, I'll do it myself when I get home. You're so strong, I don't need you to do it."

Li Changpu was confused by the complaints, but he didn't let go of her feet and explained, "After the bleeding, the socks and flesh are stuck together. You have to be quick to tear them apart. I promise, it will only take one move. It won't hurt at all. When you go back, the blood will dry and the flesh will stick together completely, which will be even more troublesome."

Jiang Tingxia was most afraid of pain and refused to agree. After struggling for a long time, Li Changpu had to surrender, "Okay, I'll put on your shoes for you, and you can do it yourself when you get home."

Jiang Tingxia finally felt relieved.

Unexpectedly, Li Changpu tricked her with a fake move by putting shoes on her.

Jiang Tingxia was looking at his hand holding the shoe and didn't notice that his other hand had already grabbed her half-taken socks. In less than a second, the wound was torn open by him.

Jiang Tingxia felt a brief pain and screamed in fright.

Hearing her shout, Li Changpu asked in confusion, "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

The wound on her body was not even as big as a fingernail. It was torn open as quickly as possible and the pain was as severe as being bitten by a mosquito.

But he forgot that for him, Jiang Tingxia had never had a scratch in his life. He was very delicate, so how could he bear it? In anger, he took advantage of his position and kicked him on the shoulder. "It hurts so much!!!"

"Li Changpu, you liar!!!"

Li Changpu was caught off guard and was kicked down by her. He fell to the ground. He looked at Jiang Tingxia in astonishment. She actually kicked him!!!

However, when she was yelling and cursing at him, Li Changpu didn't care about anything else and hurriedly got up and tried to cover her mouth.

He said, "Don't shout, or others will hear you."

Although it was dark and it was everyone's dinner time, no one was hanging around outside and the road was quiet, but if someone came by and saw the two of them like this, it would have a bad impact.

Jiang Tingxia turned her head to the side to prevent him from getting close. She waved her hands and slapped his hands, "Your hands are dirty. Go away."

Li Changpu suddenly stopped and looked at his own hands. He was almost laughing at her anger, "I just touched your feet." But when she turned around, she was the first to show disgust!

Jiang Tingxia said confidently, "That won't work either."

Li Changpu finally experienced how capable she was of turning her back on people.

He didn't know what to say for a moment. Her disdain had always been clear, justified, and she treated everyone equally. He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

After a while, Li Changpu squatted in front of her and said, "I'll carry you back."

Jiang Tingxia insisted on putting on shoes, "No, I can walk by myself."

Seeing this, Li Changpu immediately pushed one of her shoes aside so that Jiang Tingxia couldn't reach her shoes, and urged, "Come up quickly."

Then he added, "If you're like this, it'll be daybreak before you get home."

It turned out that he was dissatisfied with me for dawdling and wasting his time. Jiang Tingxia spoke with a bit of resentment in her words, "Don't you despise this kind of people the most? They can't endure hardships, they are picky, they are delicate, they always complain about being tired and in pain, and they enjoy extravagantly."

"Now you want to carry me, then I don't even have to walk, and you look down on me. You guys don't even allow me to ride a rickshaw, let alone use people as a means of transportation. I'd better walk by myself, so as not to give you a handle in your hands."

Because of their different living environments, their ideas and concepts are very different. From Jiang Tingxia's own perspective, when she first arrived here, she naturally resisted and was dissatisfied with him. However, she forgot that from another perspective, Li Changpu was also full of prejudice, disgust and misunderstanding towards her.

After all, the two of them were just accidentally tied together by a marriage contract. They are two completely different people.

Jiang Tingxia felt lost when he heard these words.

Li Changpu also didn't want to listen to this anymore, but he was in the wrong and Jiang Tingxia was still angry, so he just had to accept whatever she said.

But when she mentioned contempt and handle, these words were used on the two of them, as if they were not husband and wife but enemies. He was a little angry, and could only try his best to suppress his emotions. His voice became a little deeper, and he said, "You are getting more and more outrageous. What about the rickshaw? What does it have to do with it?"

Jiang Tingxia: "In your eyes, it's all oppression and exploitation."

Li Changpu: "How can this be the same? We..."

He shut up in time, otherwise, he would ask again, are we husband and wife? He would be reminded of the facts again, is it just a lie?

Li Changpu changed his words and said, "I won't take your money."

He added, "I did it voluntarily. It's not a handle. Don't worry."

"And," Jiang Tingxia stood behind him. She couldn't see his dejected expression, but could see his back, which was broad and open, with a strong spine. Subconsciously, Jiang Tingxia felt that he would not lie. At this time, she heard him say, "I have never looked down on you."

Li Changpu, who was squatting in front of her, seemed to have voluntarily shortened his height.

After waiting for a long time for Jiang Tingxia to make any move, Li Changpu put his arms around his back, hugged Jiang Tingxia with his backhand, and stood up directly.

Jiang Tingxia was afraid of falling, so she could only lie on his back obediently and dared not move.

After walking two steps, Jiang Tingxia got used to being on his back, recovered, patted his back, and said anxiously, "I didn't take my shoes."

Li Changpu didn't stop and continued on his way, "What's the point of having shoes that rub your feet?"

Jiang Tingxia was so anxious that she almost strangled him, but she had to bow her head under the eaves, so she patiently explained to Li Changpu, "This pair of shoes looks good."

Li Changpu didn't understand what she meant by "nice shoes" and reminded her, "Shoes are for walking on your feet."

Jiang Tingxia ordered impatiently, "Okay, stop giving so many opinions. Now, go get my shoes."

Li Changpu couldn't understand her train of thought, but he still walked over and bent down slightly. Jiang Tingxia exclaimed and held his shoulders even tighter.

The next second, Li Changpu had already picked up the shoe in his hand and went home carrying Jiang Tingxia on his back.