After Shen Jingjue fell in love with Tang Qiaoer, he understood one thing.

Tang Qiaoer is like a mangosteen. She always has a stern face towards him and has an extremely hard outer shell, but in fact, she is still soft and waxy on the inside, sincere and kind.

There was nothing he could do to attract her, he could only shamelessly entangle her and drag her along with her, moment by moment.

In the past, she was by his side, fighting for every second in order to be alone with him.

Now it's his turn to suffer.

In the end, Tang Qiaoer failed to leave the ward and reluctantly chose to stay.

"Don't get me wrong, I stayed not because of your request, but because I promised grandpa and Chulu."

Tang Qiaoer calmed down and sat up from the bed, "I'm resting next door tonight. If you need anything, just call me and I'll come over."

Shen Jingjue's eyes darkened, and he quickly grabbed her soft hand, "Qiao'er, you can sleep here tonight."

"The sofa is uncomfortable and I can't sleep on it." Tang Qiaoer twitched her hand hard, but she couldn't pull it out.

"Let's sleep on the bed." The man's voice was low, as if coaxing her.

"Shen Jingjue, are you unable to spit out ivory from a dog's mouth?" Tang Qiaoer hated that she didn't have a measuring tape in her pocket, otherwise she really wanted to measure the thickness of this man's face!

"Don't get me wrong, Qiao'er. If you don't want to, I won't force you. Although I really want to..."

As she spoke, Shen Jingjue couldn't help but feel Gao An's tall and straight body radiating heat and leaning towards her.

Think? Go and miss your sixth uncle!

"It stinks, don't come near me!"

Tang Qiaoer hid back, pinching the tip of her nose with her other hand in disgust, "I don't want to sleep in the same room with you, I'm afraid the smell will make you faint in the middle of the night."

"Does it smell bad? It's okay."

The dog man picked up the hem of his clothes and sniffed, "When I was a soldier, the conditions in the camp were so bad that I couldn't even take a shower once a week. It was much smellier than this.

Later, when I returned to Shen's family, I could take a shower every day, but I was a little uncomfortable with it at first."

Tang Qiaoer's eyes trembled slightly.

His past, the hardships he has endured, apart from himself, the person in the world who understands him best is her, Tang Qiaoer.

She didn't dislike him, but it was hard to resolve her knot. Even if he was more sincere towards her now, she couldn't convince herself to take a step closer to him.

She once admired him and ran towards him without hesitation, like a moth to a flame. When all the love and passion was burned by his own hands, it was really difficult to think that a spark would start a prairie fire.

"Qiao'er, why don't I wipe myself, and you wait for me."

Shen Jingjue was afraid that the little woman would dislike him and refuse to be in the same room with him, so he had to get out of bed to do some personal hygiene.

"You can't touch the water now, don't bother, it will stink."

Tang Qiaoer opened Shen Jingjue's fingers one by one and her long eyelashes trembled, "I'm going to wash up."

Shen Jingjue is actually quite weak, but he doesn't want to show his vulnerable side in front of the people he loves. He is quite chauvinistic in some aspects. He feels that women should be protected by men, and as a man, he should stand upright. , protect your own woman.

It was just a sap in the head. He was almost beaten to death by a machine gun before. How did he become weak and unable to take care of himself this time?

It's too embarrassing to do it in front of Qiao'er.

At this moment, he was leaning on the bedside, listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

For a long, long time, I haven't had such peace and tranquility in my heart, nor have I experienced simple happiness like this.

Suddenly, Shen Jing felt sourness in his eyes, and he clenched the sheets tightly with his fingers.

Thinking back to the time before they were divorced, when he had never been patient with her, he felt that her bathing was slow, her skin care was troublesome to him, and she carefully prepared a table of delicious dishes, but he only felt that she was wasting time... …

Those scenes that flowed through life flashed back in front of him one after another. Every scene flashed across his eyes, and his heart ached violently.

squeak——

The bathroom door opened.

Tang Qiaoer's long hair was tied up and wrapped in a white towel, and Shi Shiran walked out with a beautiful, white and tender face, pink puffs and moist dimples.

Shen Jingjue's pupils suddenly shrank. Looking at this young, beautiful, and plump face, his heart beat uncontrollably, and his Adam's apple rolled restlessly.

"You still look better without makeup."

"Okay, as I said last time, don't talk nonsense anymore."

Tang Qiaoer covered her head with the towel and walked to the sofa with a depressed expression and sat down, "Also, if you don't know how to praise others, don't force yourself. What do you mean, I still look good without makeup... Auntie, I look good anytime." , so beautiful that it bubbles with beauty, as beautiful as a fairy."

"Yes, you are a fairy."

Shen Jingjue looked at her longingly, like Wu Gang looking at Chang'e, "I have always thought you are beautiful."

"Always? How straight."

"When we were husband and wife, I thought you were very beautiful." The man's tone was particularly sincere.

"Haha. Shen Jingjue, listen to what you said. Do you believe it yourself?"

Tang Qiaoer tugged at her red lips and said with disdain, "If you really think I'm beautiful, will you not look at me for three years?"

"..." Shen Jingjue didn't dare to speak anymore. If he spoke too much, he would be wrong.

Let's slowly influence her. Anyway, now he knows that her heart is not a stone, but a mangosteen.

Everything will be fine, and the broken mirror will be reunited.

"I'm sleepy, you should go to bed quickly."

Tang Qiaoer's soft body stretched like a kitten and was about to lie down on the sofa.

There was a knock on the door, and Han Xian asked respectfully: "Mr. Shen, have you and the young lady rested?"

Tang Qiaoer frowned and was about to speak when Shen Jingjue stepped forward and said, "No, come in."

The door opens, ding-ding-ding-ding-

Han Xian and two bodyguards, sweating profusely, moved in a super-large bed!

It's so big that I couldn't even squeeze through the door even though I was leaning left or right. It took a lot of effort to get in.

"Mr. Shen, I bought you the bed you prepared for the young lady!" Han Xian gasped and wiped his sweat violently.

"Thank you, let it go." Shen Jingjue nodded.

Tang Qiaoer had been raised by a wealthy family since she was a child, and she could tell at a glance that the bed this man bought her was the same as the one she had at home, worth two million!

"Shen Jingjue, what are you doing?"

"You can't sleep on the sofa, and you don't want to sleep on my bed, so I can only buy you another one." Shen Jingjue's tone was warm and indifferent.

If she doesn't sleep well, he will feel uncomfortable.

Tang Qiaoer was angry at his own decision. She got up and walked to the big bed, clenched her show fist and beat the bed hard.

Oh, so soft.

…

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 gap 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 Jing felt his fingers stiffen, "..."

"Otherwise tonight will be the last time you have your 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 snore, Tang Qiaoer quietly raised her long eyelashes and clenched her fingers, her heart beating so violently.

"Good night, dog man."
To be continued...