Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 118 Can't stay together, why meet each other

Butler Li hastily handed over a hot towel, "Madam, quickly cover your hands with a hot towel, it will relieve the pain."

Just as Nan Jin reached out to pick it up, Tong Junhao said coldly, "Who allowed you to give it to her?"

Butler Li was taken aback, and so were the servants and chefs in the restaurant. Ever since Nanjin moved into Xia Yuan, Tong Junhao had doted on her so much that her status was even higher than that of her owner, Tong Junhao, but now...

Under the light, the man's face was secretive, and his voice was cold, "I don't treat myself well, do you think others will sympathize with you?"

After all, Nan Jin withdrew her outstretched hand, and with curved lips, she thanked Steward Li. She turned her head with a calm expression: "I don't want others to sympathize with me. Whatever I do, I will do it to myself." Responsible."

Her voice is soft, and if you listen carefully, you will hear a hint of sadness mixed in it.

Tong Junhao snorted, looked at the towel in Butler Li's hand, and sneered, "Is this not sympathy?"

Nan Jin was silent, a little bit overwhelmed by his sudden aggressiveness, but she had to eat, so she glanced at him sideways, got up and went into the bathroom, put on hot water, and soaked her hands.

After practicing the piano all afternoon, my hands are very unbearable. Although they are not swollen, every time I move my fingers and the tendons on the back of my hands, I feel uncomfortable.

Putting his hands into the slightly scalding hot water, Nan Jin looked up at himself in the mirror. In the hot air, the mirror was covered with mist, making it a little blurry.

The moisturization of the hot water made the hands more comfortable. When the water was almost cold, Nan Jin took out her hands to dry them. When she entered the restaurant, everything on the dining table was still on display.

Tong Junhao sat on the main seat, his pair of chopsticks didn't seem to have moved. Seeing Nan Jin approaching, he put down the documents in his hand, bowed his head and started to eat.

Nan Jin was a little surprised, this man who scolded her with bad words was waiting for her to come back for dinner?

What would happen to him if she soaked her hands for another half an hour?Nan Jin was suddenly curious.

After dinner, Tong Junhao went upstairs, butler Li quietly stuffed her with a baby warmer. It was already winter and she would never need this thing. Even in winter, Nan Jin hardly ever used it.

She was a little dazed looking at the things in her hand, butler Li stuffed the charging cable into her hand, "Ma'am, you, use this to cover your hands more, so that you can recover faster, and you can be a pianist in the future , the hand cannot be injured in the slightest."

Nan Jin was speechless for a while. Ever since the Nan family closed down, there have been too many people gloating and watching from the other side. Except for Yuan Zian and Duanmu Chengyue, most of the people who came to her were ridiculed. Gradually, she got used to closing the door of her heart. Don't accept anyone's good or bad.

She looked at Butler Li a little dumbfounded, but Butler Li didn't care so much, he stuffed Nuan Baobao into her hand and left in a hurry.

Carrying the warm baby upstairs, Nan Jin felt very lonely in this big house for the first time.

Especially after being placed under house arrest by Tong Junhao, she couldn't go out. Apart from practicing the piano, she was reading books for her pastime. Day after day, she felt more and more difficult.

Now there is still revenge to support her. I don't know what kind of life she will live after being imprisoned by Tong Junhao every day after revenge.

However, in the end it was her choice.

Nan Jin thought sadly for a while, and managed to pull herself together and put the clothes Tong Junhao was going to wear tomorrow on the sofa, and she lay lazily on the bed.

Tong Junhao asked her to reflect, Yuan Zi'an said that she fell in love with Tong Junhao, these two things alternated in her mind repeatedly, Nan Jin felt her head was going to explode.

Annoyed, she rolled around on the bed, and the sheets were all crumpled by her, as if she had just done something bad.

It was under such circumstances that Tong Junhao entered the door. The little wife was lying on the bed, with two fine white legs exposed under the shorts of the split pajamas, very charming.

He coughed, and Nan Jin froze, a carp sat up from the bed, realizing his posture just now, Nan Jin's face turned red.

Tong Junhao didn't take it seriously, walked over with water and handed it to her, "Dinner is a bit salty, drink some water."

Looking indifferent as if nothing happened during the dinner, Nan Jin curled her lips, feeling a little dry in her mouth, so she took it and drank a couple of sips, then stuffed the cup to him.

"Do you want a glass of milk before going to bed?" She hasn't slept well in the past two days, and as the person next to her pillow, Tong Junhao can clearly feel it.

Nan Jin shook her head, "No."

"Don't like the taste of milk?"

"Yeah." In fact, Nan Jin didn't say clearly that although milk is very nutritious, she is allergic to milk, especially the fishy smell.

"Milk helps you sleep, you haven't slept well these days." Tong Junhao insisted.

Nan Jin shook her head, "No need, I'm not used to drinking."

Tong Junhao finally didn't say anything, Nan Jin fell on the bed, she noticed that Tong Junhao brought the laptop over when he entered the door just now.

Maybe he was busy, Nan Jin thought.

After thinking for a while, she took the tablet and swiped Weibo. During this period of time, her activity on Weibo had dropped significantly. After swiping, she saw a Weibo posted by Duanmu Chengyue a few days ago.

"Since we can't stay together, why did we meet in the first place?"

It's very simple, but with a touch of bitterness, Nan Jin's fingers were slightly stiff, and she couldn't move for a while, and she didn't even notice when Tong Junhao came over, "A man who complains about himself is really useless."

Nan Jin froze and raised her head suddenly. Tong Junhao didn't care to sit down in front of the laptop, and didn't bother to wipe his hair while it was still wet.

At that moment, Nan Jin clearly felt her heart beating. She thought it was because of Duanmu Chengyue's injustice, and she didn't want to wait for her to react, she had already gone into the bathroom and got a towel out.

She stood in front of him, "Even though the weather is getting warmer, I still have to brush my hair. I'll have a headache when I wake up in the morning."

Tong Junhao was slightly taken aback, Nan Jin herself did not expect to do such a thing, she put her hand on Tong Junhao's head, and the towel wrapped his short hair, it was a little hard, but it really existed.

"Who made you always play petty temper and fail to fulfill your obligations?" The man counterattacked lightly, and seemed a little aggrieved when he spoke.

Nan Jin thought she heard it wrong, but when she saw that the man's hand on the keyboard accidentally pressed the wrong key, the computer shut down immediately.

She twitched the corners of her lips speechlessly, and asked herself in her heart that his abnormality had something to do with her?

The man stared at her for no reason because of his focused eyes, "What are you looking at, my hand slipped!"

"..." Under what circumstances can the power button be slipped up?

Quickly wiped Tong Junhao's head, Nan Jin took the tablet again, he handled the work, and she checked Weibo.

She looked at the comments on Duanmu Chengyue's Weibo, most people said that they don't want to last forever, they only care about what they once had.

She sighed slightly, how can there be such things as eternity in this world?Happiness and joy are even more luxuries for a person like her, and she would never dream of it.

(End of this chapter)