Sweet love and sweet pet: ex-husband pursues little wife again

Chapter 20 The Big Tail Wolf
With a complicated mood, she didn't know what Jing Hedong was thinking at all. In fact, even Jing Hedong himself didn't know what he was thinking.

All he knew was that he didn't want to see her hurt.

"Ah! It hurts—"

With a cry, Jing Hedong pressed down on Tang Nianchu's ankle which was swollen like a steamed bun and began to rub it vigorously, his attitude was not perfunctory, the strike was so heavy that Tang Nianchu burst into tears, feeling that his bones were about to break.

It was not until he let him go that Jing Hedong was satisfied with the results that the swelling had subsided a lot and said to her, "Lie down at home for the next few days and don't move around."

Tang Nianchu, who was dripping with sweat, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said weakly, "Oh..."

She looks like she really can't go anywhere these days.

"Also, no backless dresses will be allowed in the future."

"what?"

Jing Hedong turned his head and said to the maid on the side: "Go upstairs and look at the young lady's clothes, I will burn all those with no back."

The maid nodded in bewilderment, and hurried upstairs to look for her.

Half an hour later, a thick smoke rose from the garden of the villa.

The expensive dress worth 10,000+ Tang Nianchu only wore once tonight and then wasted. By the way, there were also short skirts and suspenders that she wore in summer.

Probably because he didn't like to see her wearing high heels, Jing Hedong went to personally inspect the dozens of pairs of shoes that Tang Nianchu neatly placed in the shoe cabinet, picked out all the shoes with heels over seven centimeters, and asked them to pack them up and throw them away.

Tang Nianchu lay on the bed, staring at the smoke rising outside the window, feeling very speechless.

So the current situation is that Jing Hedong put her under house arrest, burned her clothes and threw her shoes?
Well, although Jing Hedong said that these things belong to him in essence, she has nothing to feel bad about.

Tang Nianchu always felt that Jing Hedong drank too much tonight, she kept staring at him, and he drank at least a dozen glasses of champagne when he didn't eat dinner. Hangover food to come.

So the atmosphere fell to freezing point again, Tang Nianchu was lying on the bed, Jing Hedong sank in the jacuzzi, in the huge bedroom, there was only the sound of TV programs.

The maid quickly carried the dinner plate into the bathroom, and within ten seconds, there was the sound of broken glass and Jing Hedong's reprimand.

Probably Jing Hedong was dissatisfied with the food prepared by the maid, Tang Nianchu thought.

This man is really difficult to serve. In the past three years, she has had enough.

Tang Nianchu was drowsy, hugging the pillow that originally belonged to Jing Hedong, she slowly closed her eyes, immersed in the dull blackness.

In fact, the maid really did nothing wrong, she just sent a glass of milk to the bathroom.

However, when he saw the milk, Jing Hedong remembered the night he had a showdown with Tang Nianchu, when Tang Nianchu also brought him a glass of milk, but he knocked over the milk because he was angry.

It was so hot, I don't know if it burned her.

Some belatedly, Jing Hedong only now realizes that Tang Nianchu is really not as strong as he imagined.

In the past three years, she has always kept smiling, submissive to him, acting as if she has no heart and lungs and can't hurt anyone, but that's just pretending.

She was really afraid of pain and was always crying.

It's just that he couldn't see those in the past, and he didn't want to see them.

Jing Hedong's mobile phone rang suddenly. He reached for it, glanced at the caller's name, and then lay down on the edge of the bathtub to answer the call.

"Master, I've checked the surveillance, and I'm sure it was the little artist named Su Minjiao who tripped the Young Madam."

"I'll give you one night. Tomorrow morning, I want to see Su Min's beauty so red in Dongxu Kingdom."

"This……"

"What black material and black history, dig it to death for me!"

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Jing Hedong got up and came to the bedroom wrapped in a towel.

Tang Nianchu was already asleep at this time, and originally wanted to tell her a good news to make her happy, but since he was asleep, he didn't want to wake her up again.

Jing Hedong once read in a magazine that people who lack a sense of security will habitually curl up when they fall asleep, with their hands crossed to protect their chests. Tang Nianchu has always slept like this, and tonight is no exception.

He sighed softly, then sat on the edge of the bed slowly, and gently squeezed her hand in his palm.

Tang Nianchu's wrist is very slender, giving people the illusion that it will be broken when pinched. It has been several days, the red marks from the beginning have disappeared, and the bruises he pinched seem to have dissipated.

He treated her like this, but hoped that Tang Nianchu would hate him, and then simply divorce and end this marriage that should not have started.

But now it seems that he was wrong.

Forcing Tang Nianchu to divorce did not give him the peace of mind he imagined, but because of her, he made himself uneasy all the time.

What annoyed Jing Hedong the most was that he actually began to miss this completely different Tang Nianchu.

Tonight, when Tang Nianchu's glamorous attire attracted the attention of countless men, he actually felt jealous, and wished he could hide her immediately so that no one would look at her with such coveting eyes.

Jing Hedong's fingertips lightly brushed her palm, and he clenched her slender fingers tightly.

Probably his action woke Tang Nianchu up, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

He was pinching her wrist, carefully observing whether there were any scars left on the skin, when Tang Nianchu suddenly woke up, causing Jing Hedong to feel guilty for no reason.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Tang Nianchu just woke up, still a little confused, suddenly asked her if it hurts, she instinctively remembered that Jing Hedong was asking about her ankle injury.

She yawned and said weakly: "It hurts, but it doesn't hurt much if you don't get out of bed and walk around. It should be better if you lie down for two days."

She didn't know that what Jing Hedong wanted to ask was not a foot injury.

"Then take a good rest and don't go anywhere. If you've been injured for a hundred days, you should take good care of it for at least three months."

Tang Nianchu nodded, looked at him with some hesitation, and asked, "I understand the truth, but the question is why are you holding my hand?"

She was a little flustered, afraid that Jing Hedong, a big-tailed wolf, would try to take advantage of her again.

As soon as her mind became hot, Tang Nianchu sat up wrapped in a quilt, and she quickly moved to the sofa.

It seems that it is safer to be on the sofa!

Jing Hedong looked at her aggressive defensive action speechlessly, and suddenly felt a little heavy.

Is Tang Nianchu afraid of him?

"Mr. Jing, you sleep on the bed, I, I sleep on the sofa." She said in a panic, fearing that Jing Hedong would show mercy and let her sleep on the bed tonight.

However, Jing He Dongzheng has this intention.

He didn't say anything, just walked over and hugged him and the quilt together, and then threw it back on the bed involuntarily.

"It's cold tonight, I need a bed warmer." Someone said.

(End of this chapter)