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

Li Changpu had to take over his job in the military as soon as possible, so the two of them moved there with their children.

Most of the things in the previous house had been moved, so this time Li Changpu drove a jeep, took Jiang Tingxia and his three nephews, as well as some last few light items, to the new home.

The couple lived in the main house, and the two side rooms, the smaller one was for the boy Jin Xiaobao, and the slightly larger one was for Jin Xiaowen and Jin Xiaoyu.

It was already afternoon when they arrived. Although the coldest month had passed, they still needed to light a fire to keep warm. Li Changpu lit the stove in the living room. The stove was connected to a large round iron chimney. The heat would dissipate through the chimney and would warm the house.

There was a fire in the stove, and Li Changpu put an iron kettle on the stove. When the water boiled, steam gurgled out of the spout of the kettle.

The house is warm now and the hot water for washing is ready.

Jiang Tingxia put the cat bed away, but the big dog obviously preferred the warm stove. He leaned against the stove with his tail as a cushion and yawned comfortably.

Jiang Tingxia placed the cat's bed next to the stove, fearing that the fire would hurt the cat. She also kept a distance between them and brought the big dog in.

The kitchen was not yet lit, so the family had dinner in the canteen. After a busy day, they could finally take a break.

Jiang Tingxia simply wiped her body, changed into a cotton nightgown, and got into bed.

When Li Changpu came back after washing up, he saw the person lying on the bed and suddenly felt itchy. He got on the bed, lifted the quilt, lay on his side next to Jiang Tingxia, put his big hand on his chest, and touched it skillfully.

Then, the weight of the adult man's body was half pressed down.

Before Jiang Tingxia could react, she felt a chill on her shoulder, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin.

Jiang Tingxia put his hand on his muscular chest and said, "Don't."

She half-closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "I've been sitting in the car all day and smelling the gasoline all day. I'm still feeling sick in my stomach right now."

Jiang Tingxia pressed his temples with his fingers, "My head is also dizzy."

The two were very close to each other. Li Changpu's breath hit Jiang Tingxia's face, and he asked hurriedly, "Uncomfortable?"

Hearing Jiang Tingxia say this, Li Changpu changed his expression. The lust in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by worry. "Did the wind blow you and you caught a cold?"

He reached out and touched Jiang Tingxia's forehead, fortunately he didn't have a fever.

Jiang Tingxia pressed her fingers on her forehead and said, "Maybe I'm tired from moving these past two days."

Seeing that she was in pain, Li Changpu also reached out to massage her, and said in a lighter tone, "Do you have a headache?"

Jiang Tingxia was lying there, and she glanced at Li Changpu on her body, her cheeks flushed, "It's okay, just don't bother me."

Li Changpu's forearm muscles flexed as he leaned against Jiang Tingxia. He propped himself up on the bed with his arms, using the force to stand up, and the two of them put some distance between themselves.

Li Changpu straightened the pillow, then pulled up Jiang Tingxia's clothes that had been torn open, supported the back of her neck, and put her back on the pillow to let her rest.

Then he returned to his bed, bent down to kiss Jiang Tingxia on the forehead, and tucked her in.

"Would you like some water?"

He asked this and was about to get out of bed.

Jiang Tingxia held him back, "No, I just want to lie down and not move."

Li Changpu sat back after hearing that. He placed the pillow upright, rested his head on his arm, and just sat on the edge of the bed, saying nothing, looking relaxed.

Jiang Tingxia found it funny. He huddled in the quilt with only his head sticking out, looking as cute as a furry little animal. He asked, "What are you thinking about? Why do you have that expression?"

Li Changpu let out a breath and came back to his senses.

Then he said, "I think since we just moved here, we should prepare a few tables and invite everyone to have a meal."

After moving, according to local customs, one has to warm up the house, which means inviting friends and relatives to the new home for a meal and making it lively.

Firstly, it can increase the popularity of the new family, secondly, it can let relatives and friends get to know the family, and then build good relationships with neighbors.

This is not an easy task. Entertaining guests, preparing drinks and food, every step requires you to be on your toes.

Jiang Tingxia only said, "With so many people coming and going, it's hard to even think about entertaining them."

Li Changpu was sitting on the side. Seeing Jiang Tingxia's unhappy expression, he smiled and said, "I know you find it troublesome, so I will invite fewer people and only invite those who are close to me."

Jiang Tingxia asked him, "How much is that?"

Li Changpu thought for a moment and said, "We need to prepare at least three tables."

"Ah!" Jiang Tingxia was surprised and asked, "Is this still not enough?"

Li Changpu was counting the heads in his mind. In such occasions, he would not invite the leaders first, so as to avoid being caught by people with ulterior motives. He would go and report the good news to other leaders himself.

As for He Zhihai Nanfang, he and Jiang Tingxia had to find an opportunity to visit her alone, not only because He Zhihai was his old leader who had always been with him, but also because the couple could be considered half a matchmaker between him and Jiang Tingxia.

The reason for so many guests is that Li Changpu has a long military service and now has quite a few acquaintances in this military region who he has worked with before. Counting on his fingers, it would be difficult not to invite them.

"I only invited some of my colleagues and old comrades, more than a dozen of them, as well as neighbors who live nearby. Not only themselves, but also their families, including wives and children. Three tables is a conservative estimate."

Jiang Tingxia sighed, "With so many people, I'm exhausted just preparing the food, let alone anything else."

Li Changpu couldn't help but reach out and brush the hair on Jiang Tingxia's forehead. "I didn't say that you should do it yourself. I have already thought about it. Let's ask the canteen chef to help and book a few tables."

Jiang Tingxia, who had been frowning just now, brightened up when he heard that he could reserve a table and didn't have to do it himself, which would save him a lot of effort.

"You've thought it through."

She raised her head and looked at Li Changpu with a smile, "You did a good job. I commend you."

After receiving the compliment, Li Changpu raised his eyebrows very lightly, imperceptibly. He lowered his head and looked at Jiang Tingxia's face, asking the question knowingly.

"Verbal praise?"

Jiang Tingxia, feeling much better, took Li Changpu's arm for support, stood up and kissed him on the face. Then, she stopped resting her pillow and lay on Li Changpu's chest, using him as a pillow.

Just as he was feeling happy, Jiang Tingxia suddenly thought of something and asked, "Do other family members also reserve tables when they invite guests to dinner here?"

Li Changpu put his hand on Jiang Tingxia's back and stroked it a few times like he usually stroked a cat, thinking about Jiang Tingxia's problem in his mind.

"Usually, for big events like weddings, when there are many guests invited, we would hire a chef to prepare the banquet."

Li Changpu thought for a moment and said, "When other comrades invite us to dinner, in my impression, most of the time, their family members cook."

Jiang Tingxia was leaning on Li Changpu's chest, listening to Li Changpu talking, his fingers were still restless and he would occasionally grab Li Changpu's vest.

"According to what you said, it won't work for us to arrange a banquet for guests."

"If you're being treated specially right after you arrive, you'll become the center of attention."

Li Changpu didn't know what this meant. They were happy with it, it was their own money and their own tickets, and it didn't bother anyone else.

Jiang Tingxia explained: "During the period of moving, you were the one who was always busy, and the neighbors praised you to the utmost when they saw you."

She raised her head slightly, and her long hair fell softly on Li Changpu, falling on his exposed skin, slightly cool and soft.

Li Changpu reached out and picked up a strand of hair, then held it in his hand and played with it gently in a very natural manner.

Jiang Tingxia's upper body was lying on Li Changpu. He looked at Li Changpu, his eyes sparkling as if he was thinking of something funny.

"Just now when you went to the cafeteria to get food, Aunt Feng next door saw me. Do you know what she said?"