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

Jiang Tingxia was alone at home and was quite busy.

The manuscripts received from the research institute needed to be translated and delivered, the garment factory and the garment workshop needed her to reconcile and count the accounts, and the art troupe also had to rehearse new programs during this period, so it was a busy time.

An Qian learned the craft from Master An, so she also got some work from Jiang Tingxia. However, since she was pregnant, Jiang Tingxia just let her work at home.

Jiang Tingxia would occasionally visit her and bring her the clothes she needed to make.

There was also Chu Dan. When he heard that Li Changpu was away on a business trip, he was so happy that he came to stay next door whenever he had a quarrel with Qu Datong. Jiang Tingxia's life was very fulfilling.

……

He had to go to the art troupe during the day, so the manuscript for the research institute could only be translated at night. Jiang Tingxia finished the work at hand and went to bed.

She was tired and fell into a deep sleep, unable to open her eyelids, but she felt a familiar breath approaching and kissing her forehead and cheek.

Jiang Tingxia was still asleep, but his mind was slowly waking up. It must be Li Changpu who came back.

It was his footsteps, his lips, his hands and the smell of him.

She estimated that he would be back in the next few days.

Jiang Tingxia opened her eyes with great effort and saw a figure with his back to her standing in the closet by the door.

Her head was resting on her arms, she was not awake yet, she was still dazed as if she was still dreaming, her voice was soft and weak, very soft, but it also contained a little surprise, "You are back."

The weather was hot and he was sweating, so Li Changpu took a quick shower after returning.

There were only the couple at home now, so there was no need to avoid suspicion. He was only wearing a pair of knee-length shorts and was wiping the water droplets off his body with a towel in his hand.

Li Changpu stood next to the closet without turning on the lights, groping in the dark to find something to wear.

Hearing Jiang Tingxia's voice, he immediately turned around and walked to the bed, "Wake up."

He smiled gently, and deliberately lowered his voice in the night to speak, his voice low, "I didn't want to wake you."

Jiang Tingxia didn't want to sleep anymore, so she stretched out a hand to him. Her fingers were still numb and her body hadn't woken up yet, but her heart was filled with joy like tiny sparks popping out.

She immediately started to hum and moan towards Li Changpu, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. Jiang Tingxia said coquettishly, "Hug me."

Li Changpu came to the bedside and was very pleased with Jiang Tingxia's coquetry. He put one foot on the ground, knelt on one knee on the bed with a smile. He took Jiang Tingxia's arm, pulled her up from the bed and held her in his arms.

The person just sticks to me so softly.

The silk pajamas Jiang Tingxia was wearing were soft, smooth, and warm, just like touching her skin.

Li Changpu's heart softened. He smoothed her back with his big palm, and then naturally kissed the person in his arms on the neck.

Her voice was soft against his cheek, "Did you miss me?"

"think."

Li Changpu's voice was low, not at all out of place in the silent night.

He complained with a smile, "That kiss you gave me before you left really hurt me."

"I haven't had a good night's sleep in a week."

Li Changpu stroked Jiang Tingxia's soft hair and said, "Tell me if I miss you or not."

Jiang Tingxia smiled with satisfaction and hugged her arms tighter.

But Jiang Tingxia was still sleepy, so Li Changpu was about to put her on the bed, wanting her to continue sleeping.

Jiang Tingxia's head had already touched the pillow, but he didn't let go and still held Li Changpu's neck.

Seeing that she didn't let go, Li Changpu's eyes were full of doting, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Jiang Tingxia was already half lucid at this moment, especially since there were still some water droplets on Li Changpu's body. Jiang Tingxia had hugged him so tightly just now that even her clothes were wet and felt a little cold when they stuck to her body.

There was no light in the room, only the moonlight from outside the window shining in, so it was not very clear.

With every breath he took, beads of sweat or water appeared on his wheat-colored skin, glistening as they flowed down his bulging muscles. Li Changpu's upper body was soaked.

Jiang Tingxia stared at a bean-sized drop of water that slowly meandered down along her collarbone and chest, and her face turned red unconsciously.

She asked tentatively, "How about we catch up on some sleep together tomorrow?"

Li Changpu's breathing stagnated and a smile appeared on his face.

He stroked Jiang Tingxia's eyebrows with his fingers, "Let's catch up on some sleep tomorrow."

The bed sank, and Jiang Tingxia could only see the shadow above her head falling. She tilted her neck to respond to his kiss, rubbing her ears against his, and their lips and teeth intertwined...

The days of missing each other made them eager to hug each other to ease the pain of missing each other...

……

It was the middle of the night and everything was pitch black. Only one light was on in a stuffy little room, where a couple were hugging each other tightly on the bed.

Jiang Tingxia folded the big hands on his waist and said, "It's hot."

Hearing her complaining about being hot, Li Changpu let go of Jiang Tingxia.

He got out of bed, opened the window first, and then turned on the fan. The electric fan shook its head and turned, and a cool breeze blew, dissipating the stuffiness in the room.

With the fan on, the sweat on my body cools down on my skin and it doesn't feel so hot.

Li Changpu went back and hugged the person on the bed.

His chest was pressed against Jiang Tingxia's fair back, his broad body and wheat-colored skin wrapped her tightly.

When it was just the two of them, he was very possessive.

Even Jiang Tingxia's exposed white and slender arms were entangled by him, and he was unwilling to let go.

Li Changpu leaned against Jiang Tingxia's cheek. He lifted the pink fingertips on the bed with his index finger, then let go. The fingers were soft and had no strength left. Without the support of his fingers, they fell to the ground with a plop.

Seeing her like this, Li Changpu leaned close to Jiang Tingxia's ear and laughed.

Laughing at her, "You are so delicate."

Jiang Tingxia's ears were already red from the stains on the bed sheets. When he heard Li Changpu's laughter against his bones, he knew what he was laughing at and felt even more embarrassed, so his ears became even redder.

Li Changpu opened his mouth and kissed the tip of the ear which was as red as blood.

Jiang Tingxia was still sore after expressing her longing for him. Now that the tip of her ear was being sucked, she felt a strange feeling surging through her body. She felt extremely uncomfortable and groaned.

She scolded him, "You have learned bad things."

It's obvious that Li Changpu learned bad things from her.

Li Changpu smelled the fragrance on her body and asked, "What do you do at home when I'm not here?"

Jiang Tingxia knew what he was trying to ask in a roundabout way, so she just answered directly.

"Miss you."

Li Changpu was indeed happy. Jiang Tingxia grabbed his fingers and smiled sweetly, "I miss you when I wake up in the daytime and when I go to bed at night. I miss you so much that I lose my appetite and have no energy to do anything."

……

In the morning, the two of them had just slept for a while, and Jiang Tingxia got up and put on her clothes. Li Changpu was still half asleep, so he went to pull her back and asked, "What time is it?"

He said, “It’s still early.”

"Get some more sleep."

Jiang Tingxia struggled to get up, "No, I have things to do."

Li Changpu regained consciousness and asked, "What is it that must be done?"

"The new show of the cultural troupe is on stage for the first time. I have to go and watch it."

Li Changpu didn't let him go, "You didn't sleep well last night, aren't you tired?"

"Rest a little longer."

Jiang Tingxia couldn't delay any longer, "No, we'll be late."

She pushed the person in front of her away and stood up to change her clothes.

Li Changpu's arms felt empty and boring. He no longer felt sleepy and simply got up.

"I send you."