Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 70 Nan Jinghong Doesn't Like This Feeling
The turmoil in Donghe Garden was transferred from outside the courtyard to the villa.

On the second floor, only a few maids can enter the master bedroom when they are cleaning. At this time, the double doors are wide open, and several maids come in and out.

Nan Jinghong, who had washed up in the bathroom of the other room and changed into dry clothes, was sitting in the middle of the small living room, Junyu's brows were furrowed like deep ravines.

As if with the efforts of the three maids, Shu Nianchen took a hot bath and brought him out wrapped in a thick blanket.

Zong Yuan wanted to go forward, but he thought of something, so he turned back, pushed Nan Jinghong's wheelchair, and sent him to the bathroom door.

Xiaoli and the others also understood this meaning, and placed the limp Shu Nianchen in Nan Jinghong's arms, then retreated to the other side with his head bowed.

This time, the people in his arms finally became warmer, and Nan Jinghong finally felt a little less sullen in his heart.

"Zong Yuan, go and urge the doctor, and the rest should go out."

Nan Jinghong gave an order, and in a few seconds, the two of them were left in the master bedroom.

The moment the door closed, Nan Jinghong tightened the hands holding Shu Nianchen's body, his legs left the ground, and he moved neatly, stood up with her in his arms, and walked towards the bed.

When he was at the bridge hole, he saw Zong Yuan jumping down without hesitation and hugging Shu Nianchen. At that time, he was filled with indescribable emotions.

She is his wife, the only relative he has in this world besides grandpa.

She had an accident, but because of his 'legs', he couldn't protect her in his arms immediately.

Such frustration and hatred have not been felt for many years.

He couldn't help it, even though his legs had healed years ago and regained the ability to walk.

But he didn't find out the person who was framed in the car accident back then, so he couldn't take it lightly, and could only keep hiding his strength and sound body behind him.

And now, the few steps he took with Shu Nianchen in his arms, he finally completed what he couldn't do in front of everyone just now.

Gently put Shu Nianchen on the bed, now soaked in hot water, the woman's lips finally returned to normal blood color, not the pale and purple color when she was hugged from the bridge hole.

His eyes were darkened slightly, he propped one hand on the pillow, raised the other hand, and gently landed on the side of her face, touching her body temperature different from his own, and froze his face again.

He was angry, and he still accused her without mercy, "Don't you really like to talk back to me? When it rains, won't you sneak back to hide?"

In his tone, there was a bit of indisputable resentment, "When you are stupid, you always pretend to be smart. When you want you to be smart, why are you so stupid?"

"What a fool."

Just talking, he still felt uncomfortable, but he pinched Shu Nianchen's nose again, without any force, but stared at her face again, as if he was waiting for her to wake up suddenly, jump up and choke with him.

Of course, at this time, Shu Nianchen really had no way of knowing the evil that Nan Jinghong had done to him, let alone jumping up to fight him.

It seemed that it was the first time after marriage that she stayed with him so quietly, without bickering or croaking, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

But Nan Jinghong didn't like this feeling.

At this moment, he misses the time when she was full of life, even if it makes him very angry every time, but he wants to see that her eyes are bright and bright.

Instead of this, I closed my eyes and fell into a coma.

He looked at her wordlessly, and after an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, the doctor is here."

Nan Jinghong's eyes flashed, he got up from the bed, and sat back on the wheelchair.

"Let him in."

　After the next update at 09:30, Mimi Kawen wrote slowly, oh...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)