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

Jiang Tingxia asked Li Changpu, "Did you drive here?"

Li Changpu nodded. The matter was urgent and he was anxious to go to the hospital, so he drove here directly.

Jiang Tingxia then asked, "Shall we go back now?"

Listening to the howling wind outside, Li Changpu shook his head, "It's too late, and the roads are slippery due to the snow. Let's stay here for one night and go back early tomorrow morning."

Jiang Tingxia was a little worried, "The children are still at home, will it be okay?"

Li Changpu said, "Xiao Wen and Xiao Bao are both grown-up children now, don't worry."

Jiang Tingxia wasn't worried about that. She said, "Don't you think something happened to me? The children don't know. If we don't go home for one night, they will be worried."

"It's okay," Li Changpu comforted Jiang Tingxia, "Old Zhao and sister-in-law are next door, they can take care of her a little bit."

"You have a really big heart."

However, since Li Changpu said so, Jiang Tingxia did not insist.

Since they were not going back, the two of them would spend the night in the guesthouse. Jiang Tingxia touched Li Changpu's sweaty back and said, "Take off your vest too. How can you wear it when it's dripping wet? Don't you know how uncomfortable it is?"

When Jiang Tingxia spoke, Li Changpu smiled and took off his vest, revealing his muscular upper body, wheat-colored skin, and well-defined features. When he took off his clothes, his muscle lines became perfect. Even though Jiang Tingxia often saw him and often slept in the same quilt holding him, he still felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

She turned her eyes slightly to the side, embarrassed to look him straight in the face.

Li Changpu walked to the fire, put the vest in place to dry, then walked to the basin rack and wiped his body with a wet towel.

Jiang Tingxia looked at Li Changpu's bold way of washing, and then looked at his exposed male body, which exuded strong hormones. Jiang Tingxia admired it quietly for a while.

But she was too embarrassed to stare at him while he was washing, so Jiang Tingxia diverted his attention and she casually flipped through the things she had bought before.

Li Changpu had finished washing and walked over. He sat behind Jiang Tingxia. Jiang Tingxia felt the bed board sinking and his hot body pressed against him.

He asked, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Tingxia shuddered as if she was burned by fire. She sat up straight and moved away from Li Changpu without saying a word.

Jiang Tingxia showed the wooden top in the basket to Li Changpu, "This is what I promised to buy for Xiaowen and the others."

"This is Xiaobao's spinning top, and Xiaoyu's milk candy," Jiang Tingxia was introducing them to Li Changpu. At this time, he leaned towards her again, his chin lightly resting on her shoulder, his head leaning against hers, and one big hand naturally resting on Jiang Tingxia's waist.

Jiang Tingxia tensed up and paused, "...and Xiaowen's comic strip."

Li Changpu shook his head and chuckled, reaching out to take the spinning top from Jiang Tingxia's hand, "These little brats really know how to order people around."

A few days ago, Dazhu, Xiaobao and a group of kids were clamoring for a spinning top. Zhao Yong made one casually, but it still couldn't satisfy them. Old Zhao found him again. He didn't have time to make these little toys to entertain the children, so Xiaobao came to Jiang Tingxia in the blink of an eye.

He looked at Jiang Tingxia and said, "You don't have to spoil them. Children need to endure a little hardship. They can have whatever they want."

Jiang Tingxia pouted in dissatisfaction, "It's easy for you to say that. You are the children's uncle, which means you are closer to them than their aunt. You can beat them and scold them, but I can't."

"The kids wanted some presents, how could I refuse?"

She said, "I still want to buy them. Buying them some small gifts will leave me with the image of a good aunt. It's a good deal."

"You are their aunt, why can't you educate them?" Li Changpu pinched Jiang Tingxia's face and couldn't help laughing, "You make yourself sound so pitiful, but you even beat their uncle, and you don't even dare to deal with a few brats."

Hearing him say that, Jiang Tingxia couldn't help laughing and pushed Li Changpu, "When did I hit you?"

Li Changpu didn't answer. He got up, put all the things on the bed into the basket, put the basket on the table, turned and walked towards Jiang Tingxia.

After being married for several months, Jiang Tingxia had some understanding of him. Just by looking at his eyes, she knew he was going to do something good.

Jiang Tingxia instantly lifted the quilt and rolled inside.

This couldn't stop him. Li Changpu lifted the quilt and lay down. He touched the tip of Jiang Tingxia's nose and said, "Whether you are a good aunt or not is not decided by them. You have to ask me."

Li Changpu's kisses were overwhelming, but Jiang Tingxia slowly realized something was wrong. He was so strong that he almost bit her lips.

Jiang Tingxia opened her eyes and saw Li Changpu kissing her forehead. His eyes were different from usual. When he kissed her, he was deeply immersed in lust.

At this moment, his eyes were clear, and his big hands rubbed her cheeks, again and again, with infinite cherishment, as if lost and recovered.

He said, "It's a good thing you're okay."

Jiang Tingxia then realized that Li Changpu had not yet gotten over his worry about her, and the hand that was originally on his shoulder to block him was now around his neck.

She comforted him, "I'm fine."

Jiang Tingxia kissed his cheek gently, from his eyes to his nose, and then to his lips, "I'm right here."

Outside, the cold wind brought snowflakes, and inside the house, the two of them cuddled tightly together, lovingly lingering...

Early the next morning, Li Changpu drove Jiang Tingxia home.

Looking at the drowsy Jiang Tingxia, he was reluctant to wake her up, so he simply carried her all the way home.

When the door was pushed open, Jin Xiaowen sat up from the bed, "Uncle, you're back!"

After saying that, she stood up and ran to the kang. Looking at the sleeping Jiang Tingxia, Jin Xiaowen was very happy, "You brought your aunt back!"

Li Changpu was just about to ask Jin Xiaowen if she hadn't slept all night.

The next second, Jin Xiaobao on the small bed also sat up.

Li Changpu then hushed the children.

Jin Xiaowen lowered his voice, "Aunt, are you okay?"

Li Changpu looked at Jiang Tingxia with gentle eyes and said, "It's okay, my aunt is asleep."

Li Changpu put the people into bed. Although they didn't come back last night, the children still spread out their bedding. The quilts were warm from the heating on the kang.

Li Changpu looked at her drowsy appearance, tucked the quilt in for her, then leaned over and kissed Jiang Tingxia on the forehead.

He was not such a disgusting person, especially in front of other people, not even his nephews and Jin Xiaowen's three children.

He would never do such things with Jiang Tingxia, such as kissing, hugging, or saying mushy words.

It's okay to be intimate in private, but he resists showing it in front of others. However, he seemed to have really lost her yesterday, and he felt the heartache truly.