Jiang Xuecheng stopped joking. He frowned, and his serious expression showed some faint heartache.
"Don't wear these shoes again."
Su Wan clenched her finger and said, "don't I want to stand with you and match up? We have to do it again at the wedding... "
If you want to attend a party with Jiang Xuecheng in the future, you have to wear a pair of higher shoes. Otherwise, she will be reduced to dust by Jiang Xuecheng.
Jiang Xuecheng cast a sidelong glance at Su Wan: "at the wedding, you are barefoot. Who dares to say that we are not compatible."
"Poof, if I were barefoot at the wedding, I would be the funniest bride ever."
See Jiang Xuecheng domineering president upper body, Su Wan is really defeated by him, but listen to him say so, in the heart still some sweet.
Jiang Xuecheng shook his head and disagreed with Su Wan's opinion, but he was too lazy to argue with her again.
"Come up."
With that, Jiang Xuecheng half bent down, and Su Wan climbed up his back with his hands to prevent him from falling down.
The setting sun is gradually setting, and the two figures of them are folded together, as if they are one and become one person.
The cool evening wind blows Su Wan's hair, and Su Wan puts his head on the shoulder of jiangxuecheng and looks sweetly at the man with his back.
Do not ask for life can be vigorous, if can with this man, has been so insipid to the end of life, has been the biggest wish of this life.
……
Jiang Xuecheng holds Su Wan and inserts the key into the keyhole.
With a click, the door opens. Jiang Xuecheng enters with Su Wan on his back, and carefully puts Su Wan on the sofa.
"Don't move. I'll get the medicine box."
After leaving this sentence, Jiang Xuecheng turns around and goes to the other side of the living room to open a dark cabinet.
Su Wan's line of sight has been following Jiang Xuecheng. She sees Jiang Xuecheng come over with a small brown bottle.
Jiang Xuecheng bent down and half knelt in front of Su Wan and began to change his shoes for Su Wan.
Su Wan's ankles are very slender. Jiang Xuecheng puts her feet on the sofa. The warm yellow lights in the living room make her ankle more and more white.
If it is not the instep swelling, there is a ferocious cyan, really called show foot Qianqian.
Jiang Xuecheng's handsome eyebrows frowned. He did not expect Su Wan to make himself such a virtuous character after a short time.
It's stupid.
Jiang Xuecheng can't help but get a little angry. When he applies the medicine, his strength becomes heavier. Su Wan takes a cold breath and gives out a light breath.
"Hiss, it's very painful. Do you know, can't you do it lightly?"
Jiang Xuecheng slightly raised his eyes and squinted at Su Wan: "it's right to know the pain, but the more painful is in the back."
With that, Jiang Xuecheng grasped Su Wan's foot and kneaded it with great force.
Su Wan was really in tears. She almost doubted whether Jiang Xuecheng had learned the martial arts skills of "dividing muscles and wrong bones" in martial arts novels.
Su Wan grabs to the sofa and pulls the silk blanket on it into a ball -- now she finally knows what Jiang Xuecheng means when she says that the pain is in the back!
Jiang Xuecheng swept Su Wan angrily, and saw that her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, constantly shaking and faintly overflowing with tears.
Jiang Xuecheng's heart softened, but his movements didn't lighten, just his tone was no longer so strong, and he began to warm his voice to comfort Su Wan.
"You just have to bear with it. If you rub it twice more, you can get better soon."
Su Wan's head shrunk a little and said softly, "well."
In order to distract himself and reduce the pain, Su Wan began to focus on looking at Xiangjiang Xuecheng's eyelashes and began to count his eyelashes.
She tried this last time, but she failed. I hope we can get the result today.
One, two, three, four
When Su was counting to thirty, his eyes were almost gone, and Jiang Xuecheng suddenly said, "OK."
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Xuecheng stood up abruptly. Su Wan couldn't bear to stare at his eyes. He couldn't remember which eyelash he had just counted.
Well, counting eyelashes is a long way to go. Su Wan finally decided to give up.
Su Wan looked at jiangxuecheng pitifully, looking pretty and simple: "can I go down now?"
"No, for the sake of your feet, you don't have to think about it today. I'll cook chicken porridge for you. You can watch TV in the living room."
After sprain to the foot, if you walk carelessly again sprain injury, the recovery time is not known to be a long time.
With that, Jiang Xuecheng picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and handed the remote control to Su Wan.
Su Wan shrunk her mouth. She watched the tall and elegant figure disappear at the stairway. Finally, she had to pick up the remote control.
After changing one TV station after another, we finally found a TV play that Su Wan liked.As soon as the TV play reached an important plot line, Su Wan's attention was immediately attracted and watched with great interest.
……
About 20 minutes later, Jiang Xuecheng finished his work in the kitchen. He took out two bowls of steaming chicken porridge and put them on the golden Phoebe table.
Su Wan stares at the TV screen, focusing on the interaction between the hero and heroine.
Jiang Xuecheng came slowly and turned off the TV.
Su Wan glared at him angrily: "what are you doing? I have a good look."
"It's time to eat. You'll see it later, too."
Jiang Xue Cheng lightly dropped this sentence, and then picked up Su evening, and then adjusted a comfortable posture to hug her in her arms.
Su Wan looked at Jiang Xuecheng, but he couldn't pick out half of the flaws. Suddenly, he sighed.
Sometimes we have to say that the creator is unfair. The man in front of him is really good at everything. No matter his appearance or ability, he is extremely perfect.
And she married him, is she the one who is favored by God?
……
When Jiang Xuecheng holds Su Wan to the table all the way, Su Wan suddenly has the illusion that he is a disabled person.
This feeling is really
Su Wan digs a spoonful of shredded chicken porridge with chagrin. The porridge smells delicious, but Su Wan can't raise her appetite.
"Xuecheng, what should I do if my feet are not ready by June 1st?"
At that time, what attitude would she take to attend the wedding ceremony?
Perhaps the date of the divorce ceremony is getting closer and closer, Su Wan's heart is more and more uneasy.
Even when I got my marriage certificate that day, I didn't feel like that.
Hearing Su Wan's worrisome words, Jiang Xuecheng calmly sipped a mouthful of porridge and looked indifferent.
"As long as you are well healed, Monday may be good."
Su evening smell speech, the whole person is relieved, looking at the chicken porridge in front of him also has appetite.
When Su Wan ate with relish, Jiang Xuecheng almost let her spit out the porridge.
"Take your time. I'll take you to the bath later."