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

"When did you get married? Why didn't you have any news before?"

Jiang Tingxia glanced at Li Changpu reproachfully and explained to An Xi, "We decided to get married suddenly."

An Qian looked at Li Changpu, then back at Jiang Tingxia, with a gossipy smile on her face, "It got married suddenly!"

Then he leaned close to Jiang Tingxia's ear and whispered teasingly, "What? Could it be like what is written in the novel, two strangers fell in love at first sight, and when love comes, nothing can stop it! They rush to the palace of marriage immediately!"

Jiang Tingxia gently pushed her arm and said, "I shouldn't have given you those books. You are so young and your mind is full of all sorts of things. If you want to fall in love, go ahead and do it yourself. Don't tease me."

Seeing Jiang Tingxia's dodging gaze, An Xi quickly said, "Okay, okay, I won't say any more. Look at your blushing face."

After An Xi finished speaking, she pursed her lips and said, "Then you should have informed me. I didn't even attend your wedding."

Jiang Tingxia: "It's far away, no one was notified."

An Xi asked in confusion, "Not in Wenhai? Then where did you marry?"

"The vast river."

An Xi exclaimed softly, "It's so far!"

"Why did you marry into that place?"

In their impression, the Haohan River is a remote, cold and harsh place, close to the national border. The relationship between the two countries, namely Somalia, has been tense in recent years. If a war breaks out, that place will be the first battlefield.

No matter how you look at it, it's not as comfortable as staying in Wenhai.

Jiang Tingxia thought about it and said evasively, "It was... arranged by my family."

An Xi was even more surprised. In her eyes, Jiang Tingxia was a very different woman.

An Xi had been to her house before. What impressed her was that there were a pile of books on the bookshelf in Jiang Tingxia's room. In addition to those that she could understand, there were also a lot of densely packed foreign language books. She flipped through them curiously. Although she couldn't understand the words that looked like musical notes, the illustrations inside made her blush and her heart beat fast.

The man and woman in the illustration are very intimate. They hold hands, hug, and even go further...

She thought at the time, how could this be possible? Jiang Tingxia actually dared to put these things openly on the bookshelf. No, these things should not even be thought of, let alone read. It is too shameful.

Seeing that she was scared, Jiang Tingxia translated the contents of the book to her. After she finished listening to the stories and looked at the illustrations, she no longer blushed, felt ashamed, and avoided them like before. She was simply moved by their stories.

Jiang Tingxia said that it was love, a kind of feeling that everyone longs to have. No matter whether men or women, they can get infinite happiness from love.

Jiang Tingxia, who was full of expectations and said she would wait for love and love freely, finally accepted a marriage arranged by her family and married a man she had never met.

How could An Xi not be surprised?

Her mood became depressed because of this incident. Even the look in her eyes when she looked at Li Changpu was not as happy as before. Instead, she glared at him.

Jiang Tingxia asked, "An Xi, where is Master An?"

An Xi sighed, "Here, I'll take you there."

As he said this, he took Jiang Tingxia into a large house in the backyard.

"Grandpa, Sister Xia is here."

Master An was sitting in the backyard basking in the sun, "I heard summer is coming."

"Master An, I'm here to make a piece of clothing for you."

Master An stood up from his chair. "That's perfect. I recently made two cheongsams in sizes that you can wear. It's a good opportunity to try out the styles."

Jiang Tingxia: "It's not made for me."

She looked at Li Changpu behind her and said, "Make him a suit."

Master An also looked at Li Changpu in shock. An Qian clasped her fingers and said, "He is the one who listens to Sister Xia..."

Master An understood and said with a long "Oh", "Ting Xia is getting married, congratulations."

Jiang Tingxia nodded.

"Come with me into the house and choose a style."

Several people followed Master An into the room. He took out a rack of clothes and said, "Please choose first. If you don't like anything, you can order it custom-made."

Jiang Tingxia: "We are in a hurry, so we don't have time to make it custom-made."

They had already been delayed for several days, and she thought of the ruined design, so an angry look fell on Li Changpu's shoulder.

Li Changpu felt a burning sensation on his back. He turned around but saw nothing. Could it be an illusion?

Jiang Tingxia ran her fingers over the clothes on the hanger. "Just make one based on the sample and tweak the details."

“It saves time.”

Master An nodded, "Then let's measure the size first."

As he spoke, he walked over to Li Changpu with a tape measure. As soon as he measured the width of his shoulders, Master An felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, my eyes are blurry and I can't see clearly."

"Anxi, come here and show me how much it is."

An Xi: "Grandpa, just let Sister Ting Xia take the measurements. She can also make clothes."

Master An remembered that Jiang Tingxia was very curious and interested in fashion, so she had learned to make clothes from him for a few days, and said, "Yes, Tingxia, come on."

Jiang Tingxia was sitting on a chair, and An Xi came over. "Sister Tingxia, measuring the size is too intimate, it's better for you to do it yourself."

Jiang Tingxia looked at An Xi's tender face. Fewer and fewer people came to Master An to make clothes. He also gave up the idea of ​​passing on his skills and did not deliberately train An Xi. It was normal that she was not used to taking measurements for male customers.

She stood up, took the tape measure, and said, "Then let me do it."

Li Changpu listened to their whispers and thought that the big city of Wenhai was not as open as the small places. He had never had such a hard time measuring the size before. The older sister or sister-in-law who made the clothes just had to use a ruler to measure it twice.

What's there to be embarrassed about?

But when he truly felt it, he found that it was not the case at all.

Jiang Tingxia stood behind him and said, "Take off your coat and measure yourself in your shirt."

Li Changpu put his coat on the chair.

Jiang Tingxia stood behind him, raised her hand and pressed one of his shoulders, stretched the tape measure to the other shoulder, looked at the numbers on the tape measure, told An Xi the size of his shoulder width, and then went on to measure the length of his shirt and trousers.

The two of them were quite close to each other, and Li Changpu felt that she was sometimes far away and sometimes near. Her soft hair and a few slender fingers touched his body faintly, and he tensed his muscles nervously.

It was not until Jiang Tingxia squatted in front of him that he realized that he had been nervous too early. Her small hands touched his calves a few times. Feeling the soft touch, Li Changpu asked, "What is this for?"

Jiang Tingxia raised his head and looked at him, and the beautiful scenery under his slender neck was in full view.

She was unaware of it, looking up with her eyes looking from bottom to top, her young face full of innocence, "What's wrong?"

Li Changpu looked at her upturned face and swallowed nervously.

She touched the man's legs twice more, then put down the tape measure, "I'm measuring your calf. I need to find the thickest part of your calf so that the clothes will fit you well."

It was not until Jiang Tingxia stood up in front of him that Li Changpu closed his eyes and finally let out a breath.

Then, Jiang Tingxia turned behind him again. Knowing what to do, she nervously clenched the tape measure in her hand, then stood on tiptoes, raised her hand and pressed his spine, with her fingers moving down to the lower edge of his hip line.

Li Changpu felt the touch and her hips trembled. Her body's instinctive reaction was to dodge.

Jiang Tingxia behind him immediately said coldly, "Don't move, stand still."

Li Changpu stood there and spoke hesitantly, "So, meticulous?"

Jiang Tingxia didn't say anything, then pointed her finger at his lower back again.

Her lower back was sensitive, and her fingers were slightly cold. When they touched his hot body, Jiang Tingxia could feel his skin trembling. She could only bite the bullet and move her fingers down past his waist and hips, through his crotch, around, and lightly pull the tape measure.

Li Changpu didn't expect there would be this step. He couldn't help but hum in his throat, making some unpresentable sounds.

They both coughed awkwardly at the same time.

Jiang Tingxia put away the tape measure and turned around, "Okay, put on your clothes."

Li Changpu picked up his coat and put it on, fastening the buttons one by one with his fingers. Looking at Jiang Tingxia's back without even turning his head, he inexplicably felt like he was being taken advantage of.