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

Jiang Tingxia climbed four floors to deliver documents to her team leader. She felt very uncomfortable while walking, with sore waist and legs. She stood at the end of the corridor, rubbed her waist with her hands, and couldn't help but hissed softly in pain.

Thinking of the madness that night with Li Changpu, Jiang Tingxia's heart suddenly started beating non-stop and she felt a little flustered. She had messed things up again, and even Li Changpu's marriage was affected.

Amidst all this, a pair of large hands suddenly pressed on her waist. Jiang Tingxia turned around and saw Li Changpu standing in front of her, his eyebrows slightly raised, looking at her with amusement in his eyes.

Feeling Li Changpu's large hands pressing gently on her waist, sometimes and sometimes, very intimately, Jiang Tingxia turned around immediately, wanting to be further away from him. However, because they were so close, she became anxious and flustered, her legs became unstable, and she suddenly fell into Li Changpu's arms.

From Li Changpu's perspective, he could see that Jiang Tingxia's petite, round earlobes were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.

The stern face moved, and the ice and snow in his eyes seemed to melt.

Li Changpu supported Jiang Tingxia's waist and asked, "Does your waist hurt?"

As he said that, he reached out and pulled Jiang Tingxia's collar.

In order to cover up the ambiguous red marks left that day, Jiang Tingxia wore a high-necked dress, which was opened by Li Changpu. The traces of their intimacy had not faded yet and were densely packed on her fair skin and were particularly clear.

Jiang Tingxia's body froze as the skin exposed to the air was irritated by the cold air.

Li Changpu's eyes darkened, and he stared at her neck with an obviously hot gaze. Feeling that the aura around him had changed, Jiang Tingxia's breathing became tense.

Li Changpu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was suppressing something. His thumb rubbed on Jiang Tingxia's skin. The calluses on his fingers felt rough, and when they fell on the snow-white and delicate skin, he deliberately pressed the bite marks he left, as if he was recalling the two of them's passion that day.

"You still get marks so easily. They won't go away for days."

Li Changpu took out a tube of ointment from his pocket, "It's for reducing swelling and relieving pain."

Without giving Jiang Tingxia a chance to refuse, he led his men to hide in a corner and said, "I'll apply it for you."

There was a hint of fear in Jiang Tingxia's eyes. He put his hands on Li Changpu's shoulders, pushed him hard, and ran back a few steps.

Li Changpu felt his arms go empty. He frowned as he watched Jiang Tingxia moving away from him. His expression froze. He didn't understand what Jiang Tingxia meant.

Jiang Tingxia opened her eyes wide, "Li Changpu, don't be like this."

She was already scared to death when he held her hand in front of so many people in the morning.

"You follow me," Jiang Tingxia bit her lip and said cruelly, "It's better to keep your distance."

Jiang Tingxia said this while backing away. Without even waiting for Li Changpu to react, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Looking at Jiang Tingxia's hurried back as if he was running away, Li Changpu's face darkened. In his mind, he remembered Jiang Tingxia's words that he should keep a distance from him. He laughed in anger.

No wonder, the few times their eyes met, she immediately lowered her head and didn't look at him.

It turned out that Jiang Tingxia was avoiding him.

Li Changpu tightly held the tube of ointment prepared for Jiang Tingxia in her hand and sneered. It was a little late for her to say this now.

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Jiang Tingxia carefully avoided Li Changpu, fearing that she would meet him again. Seeing his gloomy face, she felt a little scared.

But she didn't expect that he would come after her again after she said that.

The team leader asked Jiang Tingxia to go to the archives room to organize the data. She suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. She leaned over from the bookshelf and saw Li Changpu pushing the door open aggressively.

"You, how did you get in?"

Li Changpu said nothing and looked unhappy.

With a bang, he closed the door angrily, twisted his hand, and locked the door from the inside.

Jiang Tingxia felt that a storm was about to come. She nervously pulled a few strands of hair in front of her face and walked outside without thinking too much.

She could no longer stay in the same room with Li Changpu. She didn't know what irrational things she would allow herself to do.

Li Changpu first blocked Jiang Tingxia's way, and his tall figure loomed over her.

He pressed on and asked straight to the point, "When are you getting divorced?"