husband you are enough

Chapter 367 It's finally here

A soft wet towel gently wiped his face. Although he is not a clean freak, he is a very clean person.

She wiped his face clean, then found a razor in the bathroom, and carefully shaved off the stubble that had sprouted from his chin.

Looking at his completely new face, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she said, "I'll help you take care of your face, you're so handsome, and when we get married in the future, I'll help you shave. I'll draw eyebrows, okay?"

He didn't answer her, his eyes were still closed, and he didn't even shake his eyelashes.

Tong Xiaoman held his big thick palm, clasped his fingers tightly, and said with a light smile: "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your agreement, but you have to learn how to draw your eyebrows first. If you make my eyebrows look ugly, I'll be fine." I won’t let you go, you still have to apply lipstick for me, don’t think that applying lipstick is easy, if it’s not applied well, the uneven color will affect my beauty, so you not only need to learn how to draw eyebrows, but also how to apply lipstick.”

Tong Xiaoman spoke to himself, and a warm scene couldn't help appearing in his mind. She was sitting in front of Nalan Che, and he was smiling dotingly, holding an eyebrow pencil, and helping her draw her eyebrows skillfully and skillfully. Putting on lipstick, day after day, year after year, until they are all gray-haired, they still insist on taking care of each other's appearance.

The picture was so sweet that she didn't want to wake up.

She grabbed his hand and couldn't help singing softly: "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you, and save every little bit of laughter along the way, and save it for later in a rocking chair. Chat, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you, until we are too old to go anywhere, and you still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand..."

Singing and singing, the crystal tears, like broken pearls, kept slipping from the eye sockets and dripping on the hands of the two, like burning candle tears.

It is a very ordinary thing for ordinary people to grow old together.

But for them, it has now become a luxury.

She held his hand tightly and pressed it to her lips, weeping uncontrollably.

"Ah Che, we agreed to go get the marriage certificate after going down the mountain. As long as you wake up, I will go with you to get the certificate. You must wake up..."

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, Tong Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat, an ominous premonition arose, he vaguely heard Qiu Jinghe's voice, did the Nalan family already know about Nalan Che's injury and hospitalization?
She quickly wiped away the tears on her face, slowly put down Nalan Che's hand, stood up, took a deep breath, and then thought about going outside.

Her guess was correct, the Nalan family finally came.

Outside the hospital, there were people from Nalan's family standing there, Zhao Yi and Xuan Wujing stood at the door, refusing to let them in.

The majestic and domineering old man Nalantian also came. He leaned on a cane and made a steady sound as he walked. He thumped his cane heavily, staring at Zhao Yi coldly with his calm but mighty black eyes, and uttered two words in a low voice. One word: "Get out of the way."

Tong Xiaoman thinks that Nalanche and Nalantian are actually very similar. Nalanche's majesty and arrogance without anger and arrogance are more or less inherited from Nalantian. They are of the same kind. People have similar personalities, that's why there are so many conflicts, and no one is willing to give in half a step.

"Cousin, get out of the way." Tong Xiaoman stood at the door and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)