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

Li Changpu is a poor patient, and Jiang Tingxia feels more distressed for him.

Seeing his pale lips and his chest rising and falling due to his excitement, which inevitably pulled the wound, Jiang Tingxia, who was already worried about Li Changpu's injury, couldn't say anything cruel when he saw his pleading eyes.

Jiang Tingxia's reaction made Li Changpu hide the true situation of his injury and downplayed the severity of the injury for fear of upsetting Jiang Tingxia again. So, from beginning to end, Jiang Tingxia had no idea that he had been shot and received emergency treatment and had to recuperate in the hospital for more than half a month.

Because of his injury, Li Changpu had a rare long vacation. Jiang Tingxia put aside her work and spent most of her time with him until he was almost fully recovered.

……

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Tingxia pushed open the door of the study and saw Li Changpu still sitting upright at the desk, looking more serious than a student reviewing his lessons.

"You've been in the study for the whole morning. I don't know why you have so much work to do," Jiang Tingxia said with a reproachful look on her face. "Your injuries have just healed. You should take care of yourself and stop working so hard."

Jiang Tingxia leaned against the door, crossed her arms, and said, "Otherwise, I won't care about you anymore."

"Don't act pitiful in front of me even if you feel unwell in the future."

Li Changpu put down the thick dictionary in his hand and waved at Jiang Tingxia, "It's not that serious, I'm just reading for a while."

Jiang Tingxia then walked in and looked at the thick dictionary in Li Changpu's hand. It turned out to be a foreign language book. "Are you learning a foreign language?"

Li Changpu held Jiang Tingxia's waist and let her sit on his lap. Jiang Tingxia flipped through a few pages of the dictionary and asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly learning a foreign language?"

Li Changpu: "There will be a military technology exchange meeting in two days, I want to attend."

Jiang Tingxia knew about it. Looking at the densely packed foreign words with phonetic symbols and notes made by Li Changpu, she shook her head and said, "Can you learn it just by reading books?"

Li Changpu saw Jiang Tingxia looking through his beginner's notes and said embarrassedly, "Learn a few common phrases so that you can use them later."

"Complex communications are handled by translators."

Jiang Tingxia flipped through a few pages, closed the book, and placed it on the desk beside him. "Such a thick book has obscure contents that are difficult to understand. It's not suitable for beginners."

She turned sideways, resting her palms on Li Changpu's shoulders, leaning down slightly, her eyes sparkling, "Why don't you just come to me and let me teach you?"

“This is what I’m good at.”

Li Changpu used his arms to push his muscles up, and hugged Jiang Tingxia to him. He then held up the dictionary and asked Jiang Tingxia, with a hint of surprise in his words, "You also understand this?"

Jiang Tingxia smiled proudly, "What's so difficult about this? Of course I can do it."

Li Changpu praised sincerely, "Then you can speak three languages, that's amazing."

She knows more than three languages, and Jiang Tingxia is too lazy to show off.

Li Changpu laughed again, "I am so lucky to marry such a talented woman."

"That's right, look how lucky you are," Jiang Tingxia pursed her lips again, pretending to be wronged, and poked him on the forehead, "It's just that I feel sorry for marrying a fool like you who has no sense of taste."

Li Changpu smiled and hugged her, "You're already married, so you can't regret it."

With such a great teacher like Jiang Tingxia to guide him, it was no problem for Li Changpu to learn a few foreign languages ​​and communicate with others.

In the evening, Li Changpu was still working hard, looking at the daily expressions that Jiang Tingxia had written for him in the notebook, and reviewing them mumblingly.

Jiang Tingxia saw that his mind was focused on this all day and he didn't even say a few words to her. She was not very satisfied, so she pulled the notebook away and leaned over.

Li Changpu hugged his sweet and soft wife and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Tingxia looked at him, as if complaining, "You've been looking at these things for a whole day, and you still haven't learned enough?"

"I'm sure you can have a simple conversation with others after what I've taught you."

Li Changpu reached out to grab the notebook that Jiang Tingxia had thrown aside, "Let me take another look."

Jiang Tingxia held Li Changpu's face with both hands, leaned over and kissed him loudly on the lips.

Jiang Tingxia rarely takes the initiative. Li Changpu was flattered for a moment. His brows relaxed. He looked at Jiang Tingxia who took the initiative to kiss him and approach him, with a smile in his eyes, "What's wrong with you today?"

Jiang Tingxia put his arm around Li Changpu's shoulders and said, "I worked hard to teach you all day, so what's wrong with charging you some tuition?"

After saying that, he kissed Li Changpu twice on the left and right corners of her lips with great confidence.

"What? You don't allow me to kiss you?" After saying that, Jiang Tingxia bit Li Changpu's neck twice.

Li Changpu was touched by the cuteness of his wife in his arms. He was so excited that his heart seemed to be numb. He slid into the bed with her in his arms. The person in his arms was very obedient, only the fingers clinging to his shoulders were a little nervous.

Li Changpu's Adam's apple moved, "Wife, you told me earlier that you wanted me to pay the tuition for you."

A pair of big hands reached in from the hem of her skirt. The skin under their palms was delicate and smooth. Jiang Tingxia felt the brush-like eyelashes brushing across her cheeks. It was hot. The man's voice had darkened a little because of the heat. "I profited from everything inside and outside."

……

After the meeting, Staff Officer Zhao walked with Li Changpu, Qu Datong and several other officers. He suddenly remembered something and said, "We are the host of this military technology exchange meeting. The guests are all from Western countries. In order to cater to their habits, we will have a large dance party that night when they arrive to welcome them."

Staff Officer Zhao smiled and joked, "You guys should practice your dancing moves."

Qu Datong got a headache when he heard about dancing, "I don't dance that kind of thing."

He said, "Step on the foot."

Everyone laughed.

He Zhihai, followed by the director of the research institute and Gu Yunqian, walked over and asked, "What are you talking about? You look so happy?"

Staff Officer Zhao explained what happened just now and pointed at Qu Datong, "So I tell you, those who can't dance should practice in advance, so as not to make a fool of yourself in front of the foreigners."

He Zhihai agreed, "Yes, you all should learn to dance this dance. If you can't learn it, I will ask Director Qian of the Art Troupe to organize an event one day and ask the comrades of the Art Troupe to give you guidance in advance."

Qu Datong's eyebrows were drooping, and he was unwilling to go. "Can I not go?"

He Zhihai pointed out Li Changpu and Qu Datong and said, "You two don't need to go."

Hearing that he didn't need to go, Qu Datong just smiled, and He Zhihai said, "Your wives are in the art troupe, so find your own wives to join the troupe and go home to cook for yourself."