Outside the window, the biting cold wind of winter was blowing.
The room was quiet, but warm and comfortable.
The two beds were next to each other. Although there was a gully in the middle, Shen Jingjue already felt that they were sharing the same bed.
Moreover, Han Xian was very clever and moved the two people's beds as close as possible.
By the time Tang Qiaoer discovered it, it was already too late. The three of them evacuated quickly, but she couldn't move it herself. Shen was left with a frail ex-husband who couldn't take care of himself and couldn't help her.
Tang Qiaoer lay on her back on the bed, closed her eyes, and breathed evenly.
Shen Jingjue was also lying on his back, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her hair, his heart was beating, and the monotonous ceiling in front of him seemed to be filled with romantic and brilliant stars.
His palms were wet and hot, and his fingers trembled slightly as he moved in the direction of Tang Qiaoer little by little...
"Stay there." A woman's clear voice suddenly sounded in the night.
Shen felt his fingers stiffen in surprise, "..."
"Otherwise tonight will be the last time you have a right hand."
Sweat broke out on the man's forehead, and he smiled helplessly, "............"
Shen Jingjue was lying there like a corpse, and he didn't know how long he lay there.
Finally, Tang Qiaoer breathed evenly, exhaled like blue, and fell asleep.
The man's Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably, he took a deep breath, made great determination, and slowly but firmly held her warm little hand.
Hold it firmly and interlock with her fingers.
"Qiao'er, I love you. Good night."
Shen Jingjue closed his eyes contentedly and fell asleep quickly.
After a while, with a slight snoring, Tang Qiaoer quietly raised her long eyelashes and clenched her fingers, her heart beating so violently.
"Good night, dog man."
*
After Tang Qiaoer took care of Shen Jingjue for two days, she left and returned to Haimen's home.
On the one hand, she had not returned for several days and was very worried about Chu Rou. She wanted to go back to see how she was doing. On the other hand, she wanted to ask Liu Minzhi if there was any way to eradicate or effectively control Shen Jingjue's sequelae.
After all, even though she is a white god, not all diseases can be cured.
"Ajin, how is Aunt Rou?" Tang Qiaoer hugged Tang Jin, whose eyes were red, and asked with concern.
"Mom...has been hiding in her room and refusing to see anyone. She didn't even eat a bite of food yesterday. The light in the room was always on. I'm afraid she didn't sleep at all."
As Tang Jin spoke, tears welled up from the end of his eyes and he choked up, "I'm very afraid that my mother will do something stupid after being hit! Sister... what should I do?"
"No, no, no. Although your mother looks weak, she is a very strong person on the inside. She will not be knocked down so easily. Don't think nonsense." Tang Qiao'er patted Tang Jin's swaying back, and she obviously felt that she had lost weight. There are so many that it hurts my hands to hold them.
Not to mention how uncomfortable and angry I felt!
She has a good home and kind family members. She is already low-key and aloof from the world. Why should she be hurt and plotted by those evil-hearted people! Why? !
"Miss, you are finally back."
Lin Su walked over hurriedly, with dark circles in his clear eyes so big they looked like pandas, "Don't worry, I and two other bodyguards have been taking turns guarding the third wife 24 hours a day these past few days. She won't have any life." It’s dangerous, don’t worry.”
"Aunt Rou has bodyguards, servants, Aunt Min and Su, and my dad is watching over me. I left you at home and gave you a task to take good care of Ah Jin. See how you take care of me. ? I asked you to raise a fat little pig, but you raised a monkey for me!"
The eldest lady had already been holding back her anger, so she couldn't hold back and released it directly towards Lin Su.
