Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Jing Jiaren held his hand and wiped the mud off it.

Leng Lintian dug for too long, and the mud went in through the fingers of his metal hands...

Jing Jiaren scrubbed vigorously: "I think it's easier to wash this hand if you take it off."

Leng Lintian froze immediately: "Who dares to unload!"

"Leng Lintian..."

"Don't touch..." Leng Lintian withdrew his hand vigorously, "You don't need to wash it. If you really want to take care of me, wipe my body and face for me."

"The only thing you can't touch is your hands?"

Leng Lintian's eyes flickered, he was such a proud person, how could he allow Jing Jiaren to let go of his hand...

showing his disabled arm.

Jing Jiaren's nose was slightly sour.

He heard his pretending to be frivolous and said: "Why, you are timid when you hear that you are going to wash my body?"

"..."

"Why are you nervous, I won't make it difficult for you," Leng Lintian held her arm with his left hand, and the hot temperature of his fingertips burned her, "Just wipe my arms and upper body for me... It's for my grandmother. The rest, My high fever subsided, and I cleaned myself."

Jing Jiaren lowered her eyelids. If she couldn't even take care of her husband, her grandmother would definitely question her...

So it is inevitable to put on a show.

only……

Jing Jiaren stared at him, and asked seriously: "Your hand, you can't touch water normally, right?"

Leng Lintian replied: "It can be properly soaked in water, but if it is not necessary, it is better to avoid it."

Otherwise, even if it is anti-rust, it is not good to touch water frequently.

"Then how do you clean it then?"

"...?"

"And you usually take a shower with only one hand?"

Seeing Jing Jiaren's serious question, Leng Lintian's lips evoked a wicked smile: "Just one hand is enough."

Jing Jiaren was silent, with one hand, many things were inconvenient.

He exhaled scorching breath and said, "Jing Jiaren, please don't sympathize."

I don't want her to see him take off the metal hand, but I don't want her to sympathize with him as a disability in the future.

Leng Lintian said and shook the metal hand.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's flexible and natural after a long time of control. I can hold your hand, pick up food for you, and do everything I want for you..." There was pampering in his misty eyes, " I'm no different than I was before."

Jing Jiaren listened, but was very sad.

Leng Lintian, you self-deceiving fool...

"Jing Jiaren." He suddenly called her solemnly.

"Ok?"

His eyelids are heavy: "I'm sleepy, sleep for a while..."

Was he trying to cheer up and talk to her just now?

Jing Jiaren nodded: "You haven't had a good rest these days, go to sleep."

In the car, he kept his spirits up, squinting his eyes occasionally, Jing Jiaren knew that he was not asleep at all.

You didn't sleep well in the bathtub yesterday, did you?It's so humid in the bathroom, otherwise how could he be sick?

With Jing Jiaren's permission, Leng Lintian closed his eyes, as if he had let go of a huge burden in his heart, and fell asleep immediately.

……

In the evening, Leng Lintian's high fever tended to come down, Jing Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief, fetched water and wiped the box carefully.

Insert the key into the keyhole and turn it around in a matching manner. The box is not opened, but a row of keypads like an ancient telephone appear on the keyhole of the disc.

Grandma just came over curiously and said, "That's a password disk."

"Well," Jing Jiaren frowned, "Just what's the password?"