Jiang Qi finished applying the ointment, held her fingers with band-aids, lowered her eyes, and pursed her lips, "How did you get this?" ”

Qiao Yining could only see his tall nose, she knew that he was unhappy, and she must have felt sorry for her.

If it was usual, she would do it if she didn't have pain, and let him coax him to hug and kiss and buy gifts.

Now that it hurts, she doesn't dare to tell the truth.

"It's just red, and it feels itchy to the touch, so I put a band-aid."

Jiang Qi's face was expressionless, "Really?" ”

He grasped his fingers and was ready to pinch them.

Qiao Yining was so frightened that she was about to retract back, "Don't pinch it!" ”

Jiang Qi didn't speak, just stared at her darkly.

Qiao Yining was most afraid of his alienated and indifferent appearance, knowing that he was just distressed, and he didn't really want to be angry with her, "It was cut by a knife, and it was a little bit of broken skin, and I took care of it." ”

Jiang Qi's eyes were dull, she usually had red circles at all, but now it hurts a lot when she is cut by a knife.

Holding her hand, he didn't dare to exert himself, and his voice was hoarse: "Why do you suddenly want to cook?" ”

The woman in front of her lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, and was silent for a long time before she said in a low voice: "Jiang Qi, do you think that I am not a qualified virtuous helper?" ”

"Huh?" Jiang Qi's tone was low and cold.

"I can't clean, I can't do laundry, I can't cook, I can't take care of you." After leaving the maid to serve, Qiao Yining was shocked to realize that her self-care ability was so poor.

If she was allowed to escape in the wilderness, she would not survive until dawn.

Just when she was feeling down, her chin was lifted.

The man's dark eyes seemed to be soaked in ink, and they were deep and serious.

"You didn't have to do these things before, after following me, I will only make your life happier and more comfortable."

Qiao Yining's expression was slightly stunned.

I heard him continue slowly: "Baby, here, be yourself." ”

Don't change for him.

If there is one partner between couples who needs to compromise, it must be him.

His baby just needs to be pampered and loved.

Jiang Qi hugged her tightly in his arms.

But there was something else on my mind.

His little princess must think that he is very poor, so she will start to study for the poor life of the two of them in the future.

He had to find a way to let her know as soon as possible that she could still live in a big mansion, hire people, and be Mrs. Jiang who didn't touch the sun and spring water, and only dressed up exquisitely every day.

Qiao Yining was coaxed by him like this, and the low mood just now disappeared in an instant.

She wouldn't do anything but force it, she could be nice to him in other ways.

She is a delicate, beautiful, fairy-like, carefree little fairy.

Naturally, you have to be different from others in some ways.

Not to mention whispering...... Although she has no money now, her father will be gone later... She will be able to get a good inheritance...

Qiao's father was drinking water, and he was suddenly choked and coughed, almost not breathing.

After dinner, the two went out for a walk, and now Jiang Qi is feeding, he does not allow Qiao Yining to lose weight hungry, four dishes and one soup every day, and makes sure that she is full before letting her leave.

After a walk, they returned to the house.

Qiao Yining leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the projector that had just been installed on the white wall opposite, and a movie was playing inside.

Her legs were in the basin on the ground at the moment, and Jiang Qi was squatting on the ground to soak her feet.

His strength was moderate, and he occasionally pressed the acupuncture points, and the nerve pain was slightly painful and a little numb, indescribably comfortable, Qiao Yining's whole body relaxed.

When Jiang Qi withdrew the footwater, she was sleepy and lying on the bed with her eyelids drooping.

A slender black shadow pressed down, and his ears were caught, with a little dampness, "Are you comfortable?" ”

Qiao Yining replied lazily: "Well, comfortable." ”

In the next second, her waist was cold, and then her rough palm roamed, and the man said in a low voice with affection and desire: "Let me be comfortable next, huh?" ”