Chapter 178
Tang Nianchu didn't work very late.
Jing Hedong was upstairs, she couldn't concentrate as usual, she lingered in the study for a while before going upstairs, at this time Jing Hedong was already lying on the bed.
Speaking of moving, Jing Hedong is definitely very conscious. He has already put all his frequently used things in Tang Nianchu's bedroom. As soon as Tang Nianchu enters the door, he can see his cups and clothes, and even open the dresser drawer , you can see an extra expensive watch inside.
Tang Nianchu let out a long sigh, and could only resign himself to his fate and go to take a bath.
When she finished taking a shower, Jing Hedong turned off the TV and read a book under the desk lamp.
She walked in while wiping her hair, and asked casually, "Jing Hedong...husband, you can actually read, so hardworking."
Recently, it has become a habit for her to call Jing Hedong's full name, which is so smooth that it is difficult to change it immediately.
Without raising his head, Jing Hedong turned a page of the book in English and said, "I have kept this book for a long time, take advantage of the time tonight to read it carefully, and see if it is damaged after reading it so many times. "
Tang Nianchu's heart rose to her throat, she quickly walked to the bed and snatched the book out of Jing Hedong's hands, and after a look, it was indeed "The Count of Monte Cristo" that she often peeked at.
"I only watched it once!" Tang Nianchu explained.
"Really? How do I remember at least five times in three years?" Someone raised his eyebrows.
"Then you must have misremembered, husband, don't read the book so late, let's go to bed." Tang Nianchu was inexplicably guilty, she didn't know why Jing Hedong knew that she often peeked at this book, she quickly threw the book aside, Then I ran to dry my hair.
Listening to the "buzzing" sound from the hair dryer, Jing Hedong waited patiently on the bed.
He wanted to laugh when he thought of Tang Nianchu's guilty look just now. In fact, Tang Nianchu's every move in the Jing family would not escape his eyes, and only she would be stupid enough to think that he really ignored her and it was natural. won't know about her.
Over the years, Tang Nianchu knows exactly what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like, what color and flower he likes.
He even knew when she was convenient and when she was not convenient every month.
Jing Hedong lay on the big soft bed, sniffing the faint fragrance from the quilt, it was Tang Nianchu's unique smell, as long as he smelled it, he could calm his impetuous heart and make everything calm and peaceful.
He had obviously been married for several years, but only now did Jing Hedong feel like a newlywed.
He couldn't wait any longer, sat up and shouted at her: "Honey, hurry up, I want to sleep."
"Sleep if you want to sleep!" Tang Nianchu responded angrily, "Sleep without drying your hair, you will get a headache."
Seeing Tang Nianchu sitting in front of the dressing table slowly, Jing Hedong felt very tormented.
Every second Tang Nianchu dawdled would reduce the time for him to fall asleep happily with his wife in his arms by one second. Jing Hedong simply got out of bed, stepped barefoot on the extremely clean floor, and walked behind her.
He snatched the hair dryer away, and then straightened Tang Nianchu who was about to snatch it back, and said, "Sit down, I'll blow it for you, at your speed, you won't be able to dry it for two hours."
Tang Nianchu was very surprised. Jing Hedong has always been served by others. In the past, she even had to take care of her when she took a bath. Why did she change her nature and like to take care of others now?
She seriously suspected that Jing Hedong would never blow someone's hair, but the result was unexpected.
His movements were very gentle, and he used his fingertips to smooth out the tangled ends of the hair little by little. The distance of the hair dryer was just right, neither too cold nor too hot.
When helping her dry her hair, he also gently massaged her scalp with his fingertips, and he turned the daily act of drying her hair into a kind of enjoyment.
Although he resisted in his heart, Tang Nianchu quickly succumbed to his tenderness, squinted his eyes and leaned back comfortably on the back of the chair to enjoy it.
When Tang Nianchu was drowsy and sleepy, the noise in his ear suddenly stopped, and Jing Hedong's voice was in his ear: "How is it? I have good skills, right?"
"Hmm..." She yawned and stood up, "Go to sleep, I'm so tired today..."
In the next second, Jing Hedong picked her up horizontally and walked directly towards the big bed.
As soon as Tang Nianchu's head touched the pillow, he nestled comfortably, ready to go on a date with Zhou Ding.
Jing Hedong hugged her from behind, with his big warm hands resting on her soft waist. He especially liked to hug him in this position, because in this way, she could be as close to him as possible.
After turning off the lights, the whole bedroom was quiet.
Outside the gauze curtain, the faint night light came in, vaguely illuminating the scenery in the bedroom.
Time passed minute by minute, and when Tang Nianchu was immersed in a sweet sleep, Jing Hedong was silently leaning against her, thinking about something.
Jing Hedong slowly closed his eyes when the luminous pointer inside the wall clock pointed to one point.
"Honey, wake up, it's time to make breakfast."
Tang Nianchu fell into a drowsy sleep, but was suddenly awakened by someone gently patting her.
Upon hearing the words "make breakfast", Tang Nianchu's eyes suddenly widened, and the words Jing Hedong babbled last night flashed through his mind like lightning.
Jing Hedong made it very clear that she must be a good wife and cook in the future!
Tang Nianchu's whole body is not well, what to do, she doesn't want to cook!
"Hmm... so uncomfortable... my head hurts..." She fell down immediately, hugging the pillow and humming, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she looked really uncomfortable.
If she's the only one living alone, getting up early to make breakfast isn't a problem.
The problem is that there are two of them now, and Jing Hedong is a very picky and hard-to-serve person. She would rather drink plain porridge by herself every day than work hard to please Jing Hedong with a bunch of food that she can't swallow at all.
Before Jing Hedong realized that Tang Nianchu was pretending to be sick, seeing her limp and weak, he immediately touched her forehead with concern, to make sure if Tang Nianchu had a cold or a fever.
Fortunately, she did not have a fever.
"What's the matter? It was fine yesterday, why did you suddenly have a headache?" Jing Hedong was worried about her, and immediately got ready to get dressed: "I'll tidy up and take you to the hospital."
Tang Nianchu hurriedly grabbed him, and said weakly: "It must be caused by too much mental stress recently, and I can't sleep well, just sleep a little longer..."
Jing Hedong originally wanted to urge Tang Nianchu to cook, but seeing her like this, she probably couldn't get up and had to be taken care of by him, so he had no choice but to agree, "Okay then, you sleep a little longer, and I'll help you Make something to eat."
(End of this chapter)
Tang Nianchu didn't work very late.
Jing Hedong was upstairs, she couldn't concentrate as usual, she lingered in the study for a while before going upstairs, at this time Jing Hedong was already lying on the bed.
Speaking of moving, Jing Hedong is definitely very conscious. He has already put all his frequently used things in Tang Nianchu's bedroom. As soon as Tang Nianchu enters the door, he can see his cups and clothes, and even open the dresser drawer , you can see an extra expensive watch inside.
Tang Nianchu let out a long sigh, and could only resign himself to his fate and go to take a bath.
When she finished taking a shower, Jing Hedong turned off the TV and read a book under the desk lamp.
She walked in while wiping her hair, and asked casually, "Jing Hedong...husband, you can actually read, so hardworking."
Recently, it has become a habit for her to call Jing Hedong's full name, which is so smooth that it is difficult to change it immediately.
Without raising his head, Jing Hedong turned a page of the book in English and said, "I have kept this book for a long time, take advantage of the time tonight to read it carefully, and see if it is damaged after reading it so many times. "
Tang Nianchu's heart rose to her throat, she quickly walked to the bed and snatched the book out of Jing Hedong's hands, and after a look, it was indeed "The Count of Monte Cristo" that she often peeked at.
"I only watched it once!" Tang Nianchu explained.
"Really? How do I remember at least five times in three years?" Someone raised his eyebrows.
"Then you must have misremembered, husband, don't read the book so late, let's go to bed." Tang Nianchu was inexplicably guilty, she didn't know why Jing Hedong knew that she often peeked at this book, she quickly threw the book aside, Then I ran to dry my hair.
Listening to the "buzzing" sound from the hair dryer, Jing Hedong waited patiently on the bed.
He wanted to laugh when he thought of Tang Nianchu's guilty look just now. In fact, Tang Nianchu's every move in the Jing family would not escape his eyes, and only she would be stupid enough to think that he really ignored her and it was natural. won't know about her.
Over the years, Tang Nianchu knows exactly what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like, what color and flower he likes.
He even knew when she was convenient and when she was not convenient every month.
Jing Hedong lay on the big soft bed, sniffing the faint fragrance from the quilt, it was Tang Nianchu's unique smell, as long as he smelled it, he could calm his impetuous heart and make everything calm and peaceful.
He had obviously been married for several years, but only now did Jing Hedong feel like a newlywed.
He couldn't wait any longer, sat up and shouted at her: "Honey, hurry up, I want to sleep."
"Sleep if you want to sleep!" Tang Nianchu responded angrily, "Sleep without drying your hair, you will get a headache."
Seeing Tang Nianchu sitting in front of the dressing table slowly, Jing Hedong felt very tormented.
Every second Tang Nianchu dawdled would reduce the time for him to fall asleep happily with his wife in his arms by one second. Jing Hedong simply got out of bed, stepped barefoot on the extremely clean floor, and walked behind her.
He snatched the hair dryer away, and then straightened Tang Nianchu who was about to snatch it back, and said, "Sit down, I'll blow it for you, at your speed, you won't be able to dry it for two hours."
Tang Nianchu was very surprised. Jing Hedong has always been served by others. In the past, she even had to take care of her when she took a bath. Why did she change her nature and like to take care of others now?
She seriously suspected that Jing Hedong would never blow someone's hair, but the result was unexpected.
His movements were very gentle, and he used his fingertips to smooth out the tangled ends of the hair little by little. The distance of the hair dryer was just right, neither too cold nor too hot.
When helping her dry her hair, he also gently massaged her scalp with his fingertips, and he turned the daily act of drying her hair into a kind of enjoyment.
Although he resisted in his heart, Tang Nianchu quickly succumbed to his tenderness, squinted his eyes and leaned back comfortably on the back of the chair to enjoy it.
When Tang Nianchu was drowsy and sleepy, the noise in his ear suddenly stopped, and Jing Hedong's voice was in his ear: "How is it? I have good skills, right?"
"Hmm..." She yawned and stood up, "Go to sleep, I'm so tired today..."
In the next second, Jing Hedong picked her up horizontally and walked directly towards the big bed.
As soon as Tang Nianchu's head touched the pillow, he nestled comfortably, ready to go on a date with Zhou Ding.
Jing Hedong hugged her from behind, with his big warm hands resting on her soft waist. He especially liked to hug him in this position, because in this way, she could be as close to him as possible.
After turning off the lights, the whole bedroom was quiet.
Outside the gauze curtain, the faint night light came in, vaguely illuminating the scenery in the bedroom.
Time passed minute by minute, and when Tang Nianchu was immersed in a sweet sleep, Jing Hedong was silently leaning against her, thinking about something.
Jing Hedong slowly closed his eyes when the luminous pointer inside the wall clock pointed to one point.
"Honey, wake up, it's time to make breakfast."
Tang Nianchu fell into a drowsy sleep, but was suddenly awakened by someone gently patting her.
Upon hearing the words "make breakfast", Tang Nianchu's eyes suddenly widened, and the words Jing Hedong babbled last night flashed through his mind like lightning.
Jing Hedong made it very clear that she must be a good wife and cook in the future!
Tang Nianchu's whole body is not well, what to do, she doesn't want to cook!
"Hmm... so uncomfortable... my head hurts..." She fell down immediately, hugging the pillow and humming, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she looked really uncomfortable.
If she's the only one living alone, getting up early to make breakfast isn't a problem.
The problem is that there are two of them now, and Jing Hedong is a very picky and hard-to-serve person. She would rather drink plain porridge by herself every day than work hard to please Jing Hedong with a bunch of food that she can't swallow at all.
Before Jing Hedong realized that Tang Nianchu was pretending to be sick, seeing her limp and weak, he immediately touched her forehead with concern, to make sure if Tang Nianchu had a cold or a fever.
Fortunately, she did not have a fever.
"What's the matter? It was fine yesterday, why did you suddenly have a headache?" Jing Hedong was worried about her, and immediately got ready to get dressed: "I'll tidy up and take you to the hospital."
Tang Nianchu hurriedly grabbed him, and said weakly: "It must be caused by too much mental stress recently, and I can't sleep well, just sleep a little longer..."
Jing Hedong originally wanted to urge Tang Nianchu to cook, but seeing her like this, she probably couldn't get up and had to be taken care of by him, so he had no choice but to agree, "Okay then, you sleep a little longer, and I'll help you Make something to eat."
(End of this chapter)
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