husband you are enough

Chapter 199
Her back looks so lonely and lonely.

What she deserves is more care, not cynicism and hurt.

Her keen sense of smell allowed her to detect the familiar aura behind her.

But she didn't turn her head, and she didn't say anything.

Nalan Che's deep voice was hoarse with distressed voice: "Let's make up."

He doesn't want to fight with her anymore.

How stubborn is her temper? In the past few days, he suppressed himself and didn't look for her, call her or send her a message.

She was fine, as if she was quiet, let alone looking for him, she didn't even bother to mention it, instead she ran to the hospital every day, so busy that he almost couldn't help wanting to kill someone.

He fell, completely fell into her hands.

He finally came to her. In the past few days, although she was joking and playing carelessly with her classmates every day, no one knew that she was actually very disappointed.

This is their first cold war, and it has been so long.

In the dead of night, she couldn't help but wonder if he was tired of playing and lost patience with her.

It's not that I never thought about looking for him, but every time I stared at the phone and clicked his name, I didn't have the courage in the end.

She wants to save face, and she is also afraid of being hurt.

She can be willful, but she can't let herself get hurt, she can't afford to lose, she has nothing but a little dignity left.

Hearing his weak words, her heart was surging like the sea in front of her eyes.

She choked up and said, "Just now, I scolded your aunt and turned over the table."

In just a few days, he found with distress that she had become slimmer.

He leaned into her ear and whispered, "I know, I don't blame you." He knew very well what his aunt's character was.

"Don't you blame me?"

After all, the people who came to her today were all his closest relatives. She didn't intend to turn against them, but she shouldn't talk about her parents.

"No, I just feel bad for not being by your side to protect you."

Feeling his tolerance and love, her heart was warm.

Her hand was a little cold, so he wrapped her hand with his big palm to keep it warm.

He sighed softly and said, "We won't quarrel in the future."

He had had enough of the torture these days.

"Okay." She agreed without hesitation.

He was silent for a while, and then whispered: "There are some things I can't tell you now, but one day, I will tell you clearly."

Tong Xiaoman's heart trembled suddenly, she seemed to be able to guess what he was talking about.

He had already lowered his posture, and she couldn't be more hypocritical.

She turned around slowly and looked up at him. His face was a bit haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well in the past few days.

Seeing his embarrassed handsome face, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Nalanche looked at her inexplicably, was there anything on his face that made her laugh?
She withdrew her hand, stroked the prickly stubble on his chin, and said suavely, "Mr. Nalan, you seem to be having a bad time recently."

"You heart-pricking little thing, you'll be happy knowing that I'm not doing well, right?" Nalan Che put on a handsome face.

"You make me feel bad, so don't think about it... Haha, don't pinch me, it will itch..." Tong Xiaoman pushed him, laughing loudly.

"Make it difficult for me?" If she is well, he will have a sunny day. As a result, his whole heart is devoted to the bright moon, and the bright moon shines on the ditch.

(End of this chapter)