My husband is a traitor

Chapter 328 Cloak, Taste

"came back?"

Jiang Linlang was struggling with the needlework in her hand, when a shadow suddenly fell in front of her eyes, she froze for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw Rong Jue coming to the bed without a sound.

Patting her chest, she first said something happily, but then said angrily, "There is no sound when walking, it scared me."

As for Rong Jue, sitting down by the bed, staring at a half-finished brocade thin cloak in her hand, and considering the color - black?Squinting his eyes slightly, and looking at the length again, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, "You are so fascinated. Who is it for?"

He vaguely guessed who it was for, but he still pretended not to know.

The needlework in Jiang Linlang's hands has obviously improved a lot, passing through it, and the stitches are much neater and more beautiful.

Hearing this, he didn't raise his head, and lowered his brows and eyes meticulously, while making the cloak, he replied, "It's for Xiaoying."

Her tone was natural and pampering, and she didn't see the slightly darkened face of the man in front of her because of the vested answer.

He said to himself, "He's not in good health, so he's afraid of the cold if he wears a lot of clothes, but Zuo has nothing to do recently, so I made him a cloak."

She is not good at embroidery, but apart from mending simple clothes for Rong Jue and making sachets, she has never made clothes for others. Thinking of Jiang Ying, she has the consciousness to be a sister.

She was always worried that the child wouldn't be able to dress warmly or eat well, and she was even more worried if she couldn't see her. In fact, she made one before, but unfortunately, it failed and became a defective product.

Seeing her gentle brows and eyes, and the doting and warm streamer in her occasionally slightly raised eyes, makes one's heart very moved.

However, Rong Jue's complexion became more and more unsightly, and he felt apprehensive, and said in a neutral tone, "You haven't made clothes for me yet."

Jiang Linlang raised her head, looking a little ignorant, and it took a long time to see something delicious in the other's dark eyes...

"..."

No, it’s really okay for this guy to be jealous and eat Jiang Ying’s child ==
"Hey, I'm not good at being a female celebrity...Your food and clothing are exquisite...My craftsmanship is not as good as that of the embroiderers in the palace." Jiang Linlang was not evasive, Rong Jue has known this person for so long Yes, how picky she is, she doesn't need to say more.

These words made Rong Jue choke.

Before, he had disliked the purse and sachet that Jiang Linlang embroidered for him, even though... he disliked it while still wearing it.

Probably the mouth is too blunt, and it is our prime minister who is talking about it.

He looked away uncomfortably, and pretended to be calm and composed, "How do you know, I don't know how to wear what you did?"

No matter how good the embroiderer in the palace is, it is just an insignificant piece of clothing to him, but if it is made by her...

The meaning is different.

Unable to stop being stunned, Jiang Linlang widened her beautiful eyes, leaned forward, and maintained an awkward posture to observe a man who turned his head away.

Sure enough, the ears are red.

She snorted, couldn't help it, and smiled.

"Sir, don't be so arrogant, just say what you want."

Hearing this cheerful and teasing laugh, Rong Jue's ears warmed up, but his face darkened, his forehead twitched, he turned his head, and pretended to give her a stern look.

That expression seemed to say——

Asking you to make clothes for me is because I think highly of you.

Jiang Linlang pursed her lips, and covered her mouth with one hand to keep herself from laughing out loud, but those crescent eyes fully exposed her current state of mind.

Rong Jue twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, but he caught sight of her red fingers, and then looked at the half-finished cloak, and couldn't help frowning, making a gesture to grab the cloak.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Linlang thought that he wanted to take her cloak out of embarrassment, so she hurriedly hid it behind her, acting as if she was protecting her calf.

Rong Jue gritted his teeth and scolded her, "Stupid woman!"

Then get up and walk inside.

Jiang Linlang: "..." Damn, if you say I'm stupid, I'll be in a hurry with you!
However, when she saw the man who took the ointment and walked up to her non-stop, with a face of reluctance, and stretched out his hand to signal her to hand it out, her brows and eyes stretched gently.

His eyes were full of emotion and sweetness.

The boss with a straight mouth and a straight body is really too cute!
She obediently handed over her hand, although in her opinion, it was just a blood blockage after taking the needle for a long time, and it was not a serious matter.

But there are people who take the hurts that you think are insignificant in their hearts, remember them, and care about your body more than you do. That feeling is really good.

He administered medicine to Jiang Linlang several times. Compared to the inexplicable unfamiliarity at the beginning, his movements and demeanor are so skillful and natural at this time.

It won't make Jiang Linlang feel sticky if you apply too much, and won't hurt her if you accidentally get too hard.

When he looked at the needle holes on a few of her fingers, his eyebrows bulged fiercely.

An expression of wanting to tear that needle into pieces at any time...

Such a sentence popped into Jiang Linlang's mind, and she couldn't help thinking about the picture of Rong Jue's stinging needles, and couldn't help shivering.

"It hurts?" Rong Jue felt her body tremble, thinking that he had hurt her, raised his eyes slightly, and asked with some awkward but unconcealed concern.

Shaking her head, Jiang Linlang grinned happily, "It's okay, little—"

The word "injury" didn't have time to say it, and it was swallowed in his mouth because of shock.

The index finger of the hand that hadn't had time to apply the medicine was held by the man's white and slender hand. He hung his head, his red lips sucked and sucked the finger that had been pierced with several small holes by the needle, his eyebrows were furrowed, but his movements were very smooth is gentle.

With ravishing tenderness.

Jiang Linlang couldn't help but feel shocked, Rong Jue, a person with severe cleanliness and a proud person, did such a move that she couldn't even imagine.

Her beautiful eyes were bent, and there was a quiet and gentle river flowing inside. She thought, maybe this is the reason why she loves this person more and more.

He doesn't like to talk and even always has a cold and indifferent look on his face, but he uses his way, reckless and clumsy, domineering but reassuring to warm and care for her.

The atmosphere was very good. When Jiang Linlang felt the warm tongue licking her fingertips, she blushed and said something as thin as a mosquito——

"I haven't washed my hands yet..."

The sound was very low, but there were only two people in the room, and they were so close, if Rong Jue couldn't hear it, he would be a master in vain.

only--

Now he wished so much that he was deaf and could not hear!

Biting the finger in his mouth gently, Rong Jue glared at Jiang Linlang gloomily, his dark eyes flickering with stars.

Holding her finger in his mouth, he exposed a few teeth viciously, and said through gritted teeth, "Jiang Linlang, you can spoil the fun a little more!"

Keep saying that he doesn't know style?Rong Jue deeply thought that he was misunderstood.

The one who really ruined the atmosphere and didn't understand style was clearly the woman in front of me who deserved a beating.

Jiang Linlang hurriedly shut her mouth, and slapped herself hard in her heart, with a face full of tears——

Let your mouth owe!

(End of this chapter)