husband you are enough

Chapter 420 That's Impossible
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I was thinking about something just now."

Nalan Che snorted coldly and said, "After you sent Wan Ruo out today, you lost your mind and didn't want to tell me?"

He had already noticed her strangeness, and originally wanted to wait for her to confess voluntarily, but who knew, she didn't even fart, which made him unable to hold back any longer.

"Um, what am I telling you? It's fine." Tong Xiaoman spread the ointment evenly, and was about to wash his hands, but his wrist tightened suddenly, and Nalan Che's dangerously handsome face with no borders appeared in his eyes.

"Is nothing wrong? Huh?" Nalan Che's slightly narrowed eyes were flickering with chilling flames.

Tong Xiaoman's eyelids twitched, and he smiled dryly: "Master Nalan, you are too sensitive, what can I do?"

"Little savage, be lenient when you confess, and be strict when you resist." A cold breath seeped from his body, and his deep voice was gentle but tingling.

That's their privacy, and I don't know what Nalan Che is thinking. If she speaks out, will it hurt them?
Tong Xiaoman struggled in his heart.

Nalanche stared at her with cold eyes, as if she would never let her go unless she made it clear.

He stared at the subtle expression change on her face, and asked tentatively, "It seems that I told you something that you don't like to hear?"

Tong Xiaoman shook her head and said, "She didn't say anything to me." She paused for a moment before she thought about it and said, "When I sent her out, I saw my uncle. He and Wan Ruo seem to have some disputes."

"Uncle is here?" A look of surprise flashed in Nalanche's eyes.

Tong Xiaoman nodded slightly, and said, "I think there seems to be something wrong with Uncle and Wanruo."

Nalan Che looked at her for a moment, sat beside her, took her hand, rolled up her sleeves, and observed the bruise on her arm. In his heart, but fortunately, Luo Huaixi's medicinal wine was very useful, and the shocking blackness finally faded a lot. He picked up the medicinal wine on the bedside table and smeared it on her moderately.

Damn, he just said a few words, and he suddenly fell silent. Tong Xiaoman sat up, put his hand on his chin, and looked at him in confusion: "Che, do you know about them?"

Nalan Che's slender fingers kneaded her arm, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said flatly: "You'd better leave them alone."

"Then, you know them..." Tong Xiaoman looked at him in surprise.

Nalanche ignored her curiosity, and after tossing and turning, he turned sideways, closed his eyes, and prepared to go to sleep.

Tong Xiaoman stared at him, but didn't respond for a while, then stretched out a finger to poke him, and said unwillingly, "Hey, I'm curious."

Nalanche ordered domineeringly: "Sleep."

"No." Tong Xiaoman said in a muffled voice, "I want to know about them, you tell me."

"Sleep well, you have class tomorrow." If she hadn't considered moving today, she would have been too tired, and the injury on his back hadn't healed yet, hum...

Tong Xiaoman pursed his lips and said sullenly, "I'm curious, so I can't sleep."

Nalanche was silent for a while before saying: "Their affairs are not something we can be bothered about."

"Why?" Tong Xiaoman asked puzzled.

Nalan Che was silent for a long time before sighing and saying, "Because that is impossible."

(End of this chapter)