Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

After Liancheng Yazhi finished speaking, her face and eyes were full of tears, she suddenly threw herself into his arms, her arms hugged his neck tightly, with great strength, as if she wanted to strangle his neck.

Liancheng Yazhi's breathing was a bit difficult, but he didn't move or speak. He knew that Rongyan was feeling uneasy at the moment, and now she needed to release, so he stretched out his hand and patted Rongyan's back lightly.

He understood how much courage it took for Rongyan to tell this matter, and also understood that she really didn't want to deceive himself, so he took so much psychological pressure to tell him this matter.

Liancheng Yazhi is very happy now, because after Rongyan told this secret, there is no other secret to hide from him.

Liancheng said softly, "Baby, it's okay...it's okay..."

After Rongyan hugged Liancheng Yazhi and cried for a while, she really felt much better.

She let go of Liancheng Yazhi's neck and wanted to say something, but she was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and twisted her fingers.

Liancheng Yazhi hadn't seen her timid and shy appearance for a long time, and she couldn't help thinking that it was very funny. He grabbed Rongyan's hand and smiled, "I'm sorry? Do you still feel embarrassed in front of your husband?"

Just after finishing speaking, Liancheng Yazhi noticed that there were a few crescent moon marks pinched by the nails on the palm of Rongyan, and blood was already oozing out. of.

Liancheng Yazhi felt distressed immediately, he should have responded to her earlier, and shouldn't have kept her in a state of anxiety for so long.

Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Rongyan's hand, and gently spread it out: "Why didn't you tell me that you have an injury on your hand? You are really...too worrying, no matter what, you can't hurt yourself..."

He quickly jumped off the bed, found the first aid kit in the room, and took out the anti-inflammatory medicine.

Only now did Rongyan feel the slight pain in her palm. She wanted to pull her hand back. It would really hurt to rub the anti-inflammatory potion. She said: "No need,...it's just a small injury...it will be healed tomorrow morning."

Liancheng Yazhi grimaced, and said, "Is this a small injury? It hurts the palm of your hand, and you won't even be able to stretch your palm tomorrow. Come on, stretch out your hand, and I'll give you medicine."

Under the threat of Liancheng Yazhi, Rongyan had no choice but to stretch out her hand, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and asked him to apply the medicine to herself.

She looked at Liancheng Yazhi's delicate profile, observing every expression on his face.

Although his expression was ferocious, his eyes were full of tenderness. Not only that, but his movements were very careful, holding his hand, as if caring for his treasure.

When he wiped her wound with anti-inflammatory potion, he kept asking, "Does it hurt? Bear with it, it will be fine soon..."

Pain must be painful, but Rongyan always shakes her head, "It doesn't hurt..."

It is certain that Liancheng Yazhi loves her. His tender care and love are all fake, and they are exactly the same as before, which makes Rongyan feel relieved.

Because the wound was not big, no special medicine was needed, so Liancheng Yazhi took out a few band-aids and put them on the palm of the face.

After posting the last one, he said: "Okay, let's do this tonight, and then go to Natsume tomorrow."

Rongyan shook her head, "It's all minor injuries, don't look for Natsume..."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Lian Chengya got out of bed, went to the bathroom, took a towel soaked in warm water, and wrung it dry.

He wiped his face with a towel.