husband you are enough

Chapter 442 Interesting

"The smell of alcohol is so bad." Nalan Che frowned, with a look of disgust on Jun's face.

"Ha...you despise me, right? I'll kill you." Tong Xiaoman said jokingly.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, she thinks he is a sick cat.

Nalan Che narrowed his dark eyes, but saw that she suddenly shivered, he reached out and took off his coat, and put it on her body.

At this moment, there was an unusual slight sound, his deep eyes suddenly sank, and he said in a low voice, "There are rats here to disturb you."

Hearing this, Tong Xiaoman was shocked, and saw under the dim moonlight, several men with fierce eyes, holding shiny knives in their hands, approaching step by step.

One of the men brandished a knife at them, threatening them: "To rob, if you don't want to die, just obediently take out all the valuable things on your body, hurry up, if you make the uncle unhappy, I will kill you."

"Tsk tsk, this is the first time this lady has been robbed by someone. It's really interesting, haha..." Tong Xiaoman laughed wildly as he looked at the dangling sharp knife in front of him.

Nalanche corrected lightly: "You are already married, you are not a miss."

"Hehe...that's right, I'm married." Since then, the word Miss has become a stranger to her, and the smile on Tong Xiaoman's face is even brighter.

The robber saw that the two of them were chatting as if no one was there, and his face turned green. One of the robbers said angrily: "Do you want to die? Hurry up and take out the valuables on your body."

"They're really noisy." Tong Xiaoman frowned in displeasure.

"I'll tell them to shut up right away." Nalan Che gently unbuttoned his sleeves, and a strong murderous look flashed in his deep eyes.

The group of robbers were about to make trouble when suddenly their eyes blurred, and before they could see clearly, the wrists holding the scissors suddenly hurt sharply, and with a few crisp clangs, the gleaming knives fell to the ground one after another. Before he had time to rush out, his mouth was already stuffed with something extremely smelly, and the sound of cracking bones sounded in the cold and quiet dark alley. The color of extreme fear.

Nalanche clapped his palms, took Tong Xiaoman's hand, and left with care.

There was a faint smell of blood in the night wind.

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After tossing around in the middle of the night, when he returned home, Tong Xiaoman was too tired to open his eyes, so he fell asleep on the big bed.

Nalan Che still had some documents to read, at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Xiaolan's voice came: "Uncle, are you asleep?"

He frowned, stood up, and opened the door, only to see Xiaolan standing at the door holding a stewing pot.

"Uncle, this stew is prepared for you by the lady's order, do you want to drink it?" Xiaolan asked.

Nalanche hadn't eaten anything at night, and it would be best to have soup, so he took it and said, "Just leave it to me, go down and rest."

"Yes, uncle." Xiaolan glanced at the room and saw that Tong Xiaoman had already fallen asleep. It seemed that their conflict had been resolved, and the worries in his heart dissipated. Not long after the young lady returned, she was angry again She rushed out, she was really worried that something would happen to her.

Nalan Che returned to the room with the stewed soup in his hands. The soup looked very thick and tasted a bit strange.

He thought to himself, this should be Tong Xiaoman preparing blood-enriching stew for him, so he didn't pay much attention, poured out the soup and drank it all.

(End of this chapter)