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

In this situation, she no longer has the qualifications to get close to Li Changpu. At this moment, Jiang Tingxia walked over, his eyes fixed on Li Changpu's face with a bit of greed.

He was drunk, his face was flushed, his thick black eyelashes trembled, and he looked drunk and unconscious, but he also looked like he was sleeping restlessly.

Zhao Xiaojun took the sobering medicine and was about to feed it to Li Changpu. However, Li Changpu was drunk, but he was still extremely vigilant. Zhao Xiaojun tried several times but failed to get the sobering medicine into his mouth. Zhao Xiaojun was so anxious that he stamped his feet.

"I didn't take good care of the commander-in-chief. He's so drunk. What should I do?"

Jiang Tingxia said softly: "You can pour a glass of warm water."

She added: "Honey water is the best, it can help sober you up."

Zhao Xiaojun was eager to leave after hearing this, and hurriedly asked Jiang Tingxia, "Can you help me take care of it here for a while? I'll go to the kitchen to get a glass of honey water, and I'll be back soon."

Zhao Xiaojun still remembered Jiang Tingxia. It was he who drove Jiang Tingxia to the base in the afternoon.

The technicians' pick-up and drop-off was originally a unified arrangement, but today Jiang Tingxia got stuck in some process. By the time she had completed the review and signed the letter of guarantee, the cars that were supposed to pick up the technicians had already left. As it happened, they also had to go back to the base, so Commander Li asked him to pick up Jiang Tingxia and their car would take her back at the same time.

Zhao Xiaojun didn't want to let Li Changpu wait, and there were more than one car returning to the base. Commander Li was always very busy and didn't have time to waste on trivial matters like waiting for people to pick them up. But just as he said he would ask other cars to pick people up and they could go first, he saw that Li Changpu looked very unhappy, and he didn't dare to ask. He didn't know what was wrong with Commander Li during this period. His temper was getting worse and worse, especially in the past two days. His face was full of dark clouds, as if a big storm was coming.

After Zhao Xiaojun left, Jiang Tingxia walked towards Li Changpu. Halfway through the drinks, everyone dispersed. Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, she bent down and placed the white pill from the medicine bottle to his lips.

Li Changpu refused to open his mouth, so Jiang Tingxia used force with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth again.

Li Changpu closed his mouth even tighter. Jiang Tingxia had no choice but to whisper, "Open your mouth."

Li Changpu frowned, and Jiang Tingxia softened his tone again, "Take medicine."

I don’t know if the drunkard Li Changpu understood or not, but he really opened his mouth the next second. Jiang Tingxia put the pill into his mouth. When Li Changpu put the pill into his mouth, his wet lips and tongue touched her fingertips, and there was a hint of coolness.

The touch after many years made Jiang Tingxia's fingers tremble. She gently touched Li Changpu's lips. There was no one around, so Jiang Tingxia looked at Li Changpu's facial features more carefully. She couldn't help but reach out her hand and gently pressed on his brow to smooth his furrowed brows.

There were traces of years of frowning between his brows, and he looked intimidating without even getting angry. Jiang Tingxia felt a little distressed and touched his cheek, speaking in a sighing tone.

"Li Changpu, have you been doing well these years?"

A pair of big hands suddenly grabbed her hands, the palms were burning hot.

Jiang Tingxia was startled, thinking that Li Changpu had discovered her. She looked over nervously and saw Li Changpu lying in the chair, still drunk, with his eyes closed and humming indistinctly, looking like he was in pain from being drunk.

Zhao Xiaojun also came back with a glass of honey water. Jiang Tingxia put away his emotions and stood up hurriedly.

"Comrade Jiang, thank you for helping me take care of my leader."

Jiang Tingxia nodded, and Zhao Xiaojun said with some embarrassment: "I have to trouble you again, can you help him, otherwise I'm afraid he will choke when I feed him water."

Jiang Tingxia was about to walk closer to help Li Changpu.

At this time, Lin An Ning came over with her high heels. She was a little anxious. She pushed Jiang Tingxia's shoulder away without any hesitation and pushed her aside. She squatted beside Li Changpu and grabbed his arm.

Lin Anning had no one else in her eyes except Li Changpu. She called out twice, "Brother Li, Brother Li."

Seeing that Li Changpu didn't respond, she asked Zhao Xiaojun again, "What happened to Brother Li?"

Zhao Xiaojun replied, "Commander Li is drunk."

Lin An Ning's face changed, "I just came a little late, why did you drink so much?"

Lin An Ning went to see Lin Zhenyuan and his wife off, and then went back to change her clothes, so she was late. She was a little annoyed that she had wasted time and was late. If she had been there just now and sat there, with her identity as the commander's daughter, with her protection, no one would dare to force Li Changpu to drink wine.

"Why don't you stop me?"

Zhao Xiaojun was at a loss, and Lin Anning called him again, "Okay, don't just stand there, come over and help, send Brother Li home so he can rest."

Zhao Xiaojun held the honey water and said, "Then this...honey water."

Lin An Ning had already reached out to pull Li Changpu's arm, "What are you talking about honey water? Put it aside. Don't you see how uncomfortable Brother Li is sitting on this hard bench?"

Jiang Tingxia was watching from the side. Zhao Xiaojun and Lin Anning supported Li Changpu on the left and right and left. She quietly made way and tried her best to make herself less noticeable so that others would ignore her.

……

Li Changpu felt a gentle touch on his face, a familiar fragrance. His heart moved and he reached out his hand.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Lin Anning, smiling gently.

With a look of surprise and disappointment, he let go of her hand.

"An Ning, why is it you?"

Lin An Ning's face flushed, and her wrist still felt a little hot from the big hand.

"Brother Li, you are drunk. I will take you home."

Li Changpu found himself sitting in the back seat of a car. He rubbed his temples and felt his head aching as if it was about to explode.

He suddenly asked, "Xiaojun, what day is today?"

Zhao Xiaojun was confused, "It's the 16th."

"parking."

With a sudden brake, the car stopped.

Li Changpu opened the car door and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

He then instructed Zhao Xiaojun, "Send An Ning back."

Of course, the two of them disagreed with Li Changpu, who had just sobered up, walking back by himself, but who dared to say no to Li Changpu's temper? After Li Changpu finished speaking, he pushed open the car door and got out.

The cold wind blew in his face at night, and Li Changpu finally calmed down a little.

Today is the sixteenth.

The day when all engineers gather at the base.

He asked himself, was this not a dream?

Is it true?

Jiang Tingxia is really back.

Li Changpu did not go home but went to the office. It was just as deserted there, so he was more accustomed to staying in the office.

Li Changpu sat on the chair and casually pulled out a piece of information. At this moment, he was really sure that the pair of eyes in his mind that had been avoiding him were real.

However, all the information about her in the file, except for the three words "Jiang Tingxia", all the rest were the two years he missed.

She lived in another city, got married, and worked as an assistant to her new husband. The two of them lived a good and happy life.

She had completely forgotten herself.

Li Changpu thought masochistically, maybe she was afraid that her new husband would mind, so when she came back, she didn't even say hello to her ex-husband.

Li Changpu began to get irritated. He was annoyed when he saw the bottles and jars of medicine on the table, so he threw them all into the drawer, then took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, eagerly took out a cigarette, and lit it by holding it to his lips.

He held Jiang Tingxia's information and smoked a cigarette in the smoke until the cigarette butt was so short that it burned his fingers.

Li Changpu's rough fingers did not move at all, as if he did not feel any pain. There were a few faint burn marks on his hands. Now, he slowly enjoyed the pain on his flesh.

Li Changpu just picked up the cigarette butt slowly and poked it on Jiang Tingxia's information. In an instant, a hole was burned on the thin paper.