Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 110 Make a veritable... vase

Her legs gave way, and she almost fell on the carpet. A pair of arms wrapped around her waist in time, with a little reproach, "Why didn't you call me?"

This is Tong Junhao, who can be as gentle as water to you, and can also be cruel and unfeeling to you.

Nan Jin came to a sudden, for her it was just a sleep, a little uncomfortable, but for Tong Junhao, it was a high fever and comatose for three days.

She remembered the torment before she fell ill, and her tender face fell instantly.

Tong Junhao didn't see it, or if he saw it, he pretended he didn't see it, picked her up by the waist, and asked while walking towards the bathroom, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Standing in the bathroom, Tong Junhao reached out to lift Nan Jin's nightdress, Nan Jin grabbed it, "You go out, I will do it myself!"

The voice is hoarse, which is the reason for sleeping for too long.

Tong Junhao didn't worry too much, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, and let her stand on the ground, "I'm right outside the door, just call me if you need anything."

Nan Jin blinked her eyes and said nothing. Obviously, she was in a bad mood.

How could it be okay to be raped twice by my own husband?
Nan Jin is very silent, she has been silent since she woke up, and she will not speak unless necessary.

Tong Junhao knew that Nan Jin was venting to him in another way when he tried to escape.

He brought the lunch up in person, and watched her finish a bowl of lean meat porridge mouthful, Tong Junhao's eyes flashed, "Jin, people need to change, just like you are used to eating red bean porridge, this lean meat porridge Don't you think it's delicious too?"

Nan Jin raised her head and pushed the empty bowl aside, "Change is also a choice."

At least, falling in love with a man like you won't be my choice.

Some people say that love needs to be controlled. If a woman cannot control a man, she is doomed to lose her happiness.

Regardless of Duanmu Chengyue in the past or Tong Junhao now, Nan Jin felt that he could not control them.

How could these two extremely outstanding men be willing to be bound by a woman and a family.

However, Duanmu Chengyue proposed to her, and at the age of 22, she was willing to step into the grave of marriage. I don't know if it was the result of being young and frivolous, or after careful consideration.

As for Tong Junhao, she couldn't see through it even more. What kind of meaning did she have to Tong Junhao that made him force her to be with him so much.

Nan Jin supported Fu's forehead, leaned on the head of the bed and fell asleep, Tong Junhao probed her forehead, "It's much better."

Nan Jin was still talking, listening to the door opening and closing, the man's footsteps came in after a while, and the moment she lifted the quilt beside her and lay down, she finally couldn't help it, "You don't need to go to the company ?"

"Need not."

Nan Jin had nothing to say, and turned her back to him.

After sleeping for three days in a row, although Nan Jin was tired, she still couldn't fall asleep.

She stared at the wall with her eyes open. She seemed to be trapped not only in her body, but also in her thinking, becoming chaotic.

"Jin, I'm going on a business trip to St. Petersburg in a week, how about you go with me?" Xu knew that she was not asleep, and Tong Junhao hugged her body sideways.

Nan Jin blinked, she suddenly felt that she was vicious now, just like when Tong Junhao made this request, what she thought of was not the joy of going out to play, but what Tong Junhao's purpose was.

During the two-month honeymoon, Nan Jin never figured out what Tong Junhao was for, so what was it this time?Is he going to work, or to take her away from Qingcheng.

"I heard that there is also a summer garden in St. Petersburg. I don't know which is more beautiful compared with our summer garden?" Tong Junhao said casually, but Nan Jin sounded intentional.

Xia Yuan, is there any mystery?

She turned around abruptly, her eyes clear, "Why did you name this place Xia Yuan?"

The man seemed to be startled, with a smile on his lips, "What do you think?"

She frowned, and unexpectedly remembered that she heard him called Xia Xia once. Is this Xia Xia calling her, or the person in his heart?

It is impossible for Nan Jin to forget that she also has a nickname named Xia Xia.

However, Nan Jin expressed doubts that Tong Junhao knew her nickname.

Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan, did you get the name for that person?

Recalling several times of contact with Tong Xiaowu, Nan Jin couldn't help guessing, could it be that the person Tong Junhao likes is not Tong Xiaowu, but a person named Xia Xia?

Before her eyes drifted away, Nan Jin shook her head, "I don't know."

The hope in Tong Junhao's eyes slowly dimmed until there was no light left, did you not know, or did you not want to know at all?
Or, you are simply afraid that you know.

Slender fingers brushed Nan Jin's long hair, and said in a faint voice: "Forget it, I will always know in the future."

With these words again, Nan Jin rolled her eyes and turned around again.

After that, how long will it be?

After Nanji woke up, he suddenly became silent. He always looked at him coldly, or mockingly, at everyone, even himself.

Maybe she suddenly understood that what she did before running away was just a joke in Tong Junhao's eyes.

The gate of Xia Garden is still tightly closed, and it will not be opened if it is not for Tong Junhao's entry and exit.

Everyone knows that the BOSS is still imprisoning their wife, and the wife has been trying to resist but to no avail.

The next day after waking up, Nanjing's fever subsided. Except for her pale face and weak body, she was basically healed.

Tong Junhao went back to the bedroom to change his clothes before going to work. He was sitting on the bed. Dr. Lin handed the tie to him, then bent down in front of him, "Jin, help me tie the tie."

Nan Jin took the tie, looked at him with a half-smile, hummed, and signaled him to take a step forward.

Tong Junhao took a step forward, her nimble fingers passed through his collar, quickly tied a bow tie, helped him tidy up a little, and Nan Jin sat back on the bed.

During this period, he didn't say a word, but the man slightly raised the corners of his lips and kissed her forehead, "Wait for me to come back at noon to accompany you for dinner."

Nan Jin looked at him, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even more indifferent, "It's just as long as you have time."

Said to be a good wife, then he will definitely be a good wife, but it does not include offering her heart.

From now on, she will definitely make a veritable... vase!
Throughout the morning, Hua Teng's president's office was filled with a touch of warmth.

The man working behind the large desk, with a faint smile on his lips, touches today's tie with his fingertips from time to time, and when he is free, he will open the drawer to look at the photos that have been there for many years.

How happy she was at that time, but he failed to keep her happiness.

Thinking of this, a strange look flashed across his indifferent face, and he pushed the drawer as quickly as possible.

At 11:[-] noon, Tong Junhao was ready to go home.

When she walked into the garage with the car keys and saw Du Lerong, she smiled and walked towards him, "Are you off work?"

"Yeah." Tong Junhao inserted the key into the lock, ready to take the car door.

(End of this chapter)