husband you are enough

Chapter 389 I'm Damn Myself
"Don't cry, I will feel bad." This time he passed by himself, and Nalanche regretted it. He didn't regret that he was injured, but made her cry.

"It's all my fault... woo... If I hadn't pushed you...you wouldn't have fallen... woo..."

She was finally able to speak, but was crying intermittently.

"I was the one who teased you first. I am the one who deserves to die. Don't cry, okay? Be good, don't cry. It's so ugly." Nalan Che took her hand and coaxed her.

Tong Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, forgot to cry, and seemed to want to say something, but there was an outsider, so she held back, and just wanted to pull her hand back as if nothing had happened, but he didn't let go, and still grabbed it with that meager strength. She had no choice but to let him go.

It was not easy, the doctor finally stopped the bleeding and bandaged the wound, gave him solemn instructions, and then left.

When everyone left the ward, Tong Xiaoman hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"What's the matter?" Nalanche asked puzzled seeing her expression was not right.

Tong Xiaoman bit his lower lip, stamped his feet and said, "I didn't wash my hands just now." After speaking, he rushed into the bathroom to wash his hands without looking back.

Looking at her back, Nalan Che's expression instantly petrified.

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The bustling and colorful night market is full of people coming and going, and the lively shouts are constantly echoing in the night market.

With all the plumage off his body, wearing ordinary short T jeans and ordinary but comfortable sandals, Nalan is like a bird flying out of a cage, shuttling through the night market, greedily grabbing all kinds of food in his hands. Skewers.

With a doting smile on his face, Nalanxi followed her and paid for her along the way. Seeing the long-lost smile on her face warmed his heart.

"Wow, it's been a long time since I've been so happy, and the smell here still makes me miss it." She was taught since she was a child how to be a lady of a big family, a lady of a famous family, not allowed to do this, not allowed to go to the night market, which of course is not right. It was allowed, but every time, as long as she wanted to come, Nalanxi would cover it up for her and secretly bring her here. Going to the night market with her uncle was probably one of the happiest moments of her childhood.

"Aren't there night markets abroad?" Nalan Xi asked with a smile as he took out a card in his hand and wiped off the oil on her lips naturally.

"Yes, but it feels different." But she couldn't tell what was the difference. She brought the half-eaten red bean cake to him and said, "The taste hasn't changed at all, it's still delicious. For you to eat."

Nalan Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the red bean cake that she had eaten half.

Seeing that he didn't eat right away, Nalan Wan looked at him displeasedly: "Uncle, you despise my saliva." In the past, they always ate a share of food.

The corners of Nalan Xi's lips curled slightly, and Jun Xie raised a doting smile on his face and said, "How?" After speaking, he opened his mouth and ate the piece of red bean cake into his own mouth.

Nalan Wanwan blinked his shining eyes, and asked expectantly, "Is it delicious? Is it the same as before?"

Same?How could it be the same?

He smiled and said nonchalantly, "It's still the same as before, delicious." This red bean cake was one of her favorite foods before.

Hearing him say this, the smile on her face became even brighter.

After visiting the night market, Nalan Wanwan walked on the street as if he was almost full.

(End of this chapter)