The next day, the early morning sunlight passed through the gaps in the curtains, and beams of gorgeous light fell on the gray carpet. It was supposed to be a peaceful morning, but there were waves of noisy sounds of things falling to the ground. sounded.
Su Yue opened her eyes sleepily, with a sleepy look on her face. She rolled over on the sofa for a long time last night and didn't fall asleep until almost midnight. No matter how soft the sofa is, the sleeping space is so small. Her current figure is so big that sleeping on it is too uncomfortable.
Listening to the sound coming from the bathroom, Su Yue glanced in the direction of the big bed. It was obvious that Jiang Ci was in the bathroom.
She closed her eyes and didn't want to care.
However, the noise inside was louder. Su Yue frowned, sat up, put on her slippers and walked inside.
"Jiang Ci, what are you doing...ah, you're bleeding."
Jiang Ci stood in front of the sink, wearing black pajamas. He had a tall figure, but his face did not look good.
Su Yue's sleepiness disappeared instantly. She quickly walked to Jiang Ci and looked at his right face that was scratched and bleeding. There was a look of worry in her eyes, "What happened? Come out quickly and I'll give it to you." Apply medicine." I don't know if it will leave any scars.
Kicking away the iron shelf that fell at her feet and the pile of bottles and cans, Su Yue was about to reach out to hold Jiang Ci and take him out. For a moment, she remembered the last time He Xiaoqin touched Jiang Ci's hand. The scene where she kept begging for mercy was probably because He Xiaoqin touched Jiang Ci's hand and made Jiang Ci angry, so she had a headache and heard the ringing.
Su Yue's hand turned to pull on the hem of Jiang Ci's black pajamas, "Let's go."
The living room was quiet.
Su Yue approached Jiang Ci to look at his wound. There was a wound nearly a finger long on the man's pale face. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the surface of the skin was scratched. It should be that the iron frame next to him fell. Got into him.
"The left side of your face is already disfigured. Do you want the right side to be symmetrical?" She whispered, "You're not afraid of being ugly."
Jiang Ci sat beside the bed, Su Yue was very close, and he smelled the faint milky fragrance of her body again. He raised his eyelids lazily and said nonchalantly, "I can't see anyway." His eyes were not as ugly as they were ugly.
Su Yue was stunned: "..."
She took a deep breath, carefully wiped the blood off his face with a cotton swab, and then applied disinfectant on it.
" pain?"
Feeling the muscles on the man's face twitch, Su Yue quickly relaxed her strength and blew on his wound gently.
There was a strange feeling on his face, and Jiang Ci tensed up.
His face was pale, and now there was a scar, which made him look a little pitiful. Su Yue's movements in applying the medicine became more and more gentle.
"Are you sure you know how to apply medicine?" Jiang Ci sneered.
This man has the nerve to dislike her!
Su Yue glared at him, and when she met the man's dark eyes without any focus, she lowered her eyes again. After tearing off the hemostatic patch, she placed it directly on his wound.
There were burn scars on one side and an ugly hemostatic patch on the other. This face was really unreadable.
"Why don't you ask me to help you?" She is not a hard-hearted person. If he asks her for help, she will agree.
Jiang Ci turned his head, because Su Yue was very close to him, and the milky fragrance he could smell at the tip of his nose became clearer.
Su Yue blinked and looked at the straight bridge of the nose of the man in front of her. Inexplicably, her face felt a little hot, especially when she met Jiang Ci's eyes at close range. Even though she knew the other person couldn't see, she still felt like she was falling into a bottomless pit of panic. feel.
Jiang Ci's thin lips curled up, "I called you ten times. However, you were sleeping deeply and snoring."
Su Yue's face turned red and hot. "You're lying, I never snore when I sleep." After saying this, she realized that her current body was not hers. People with fat bodies are indeed prone to snoring.
Even though Jiang Ci couldn't see it, she felt that her face was already burning.
lose weight!
Must lose weight!
"I fell asleep very late last night, so I slept quite deeply."
Su Yue glanced at the big bed behind her and complained: "Jiang Ci, I want to sleep on the bed. The sofa is too small, which seriously affects the quality of my sleep." Before she came here, the mattress she slept on was top-notch, even outside. The conditions for filming and hotel accommodation are also very good. Unlike now, I can only sleep on a sofa.
There are only two rooms in this small foreign-style building, one is Jiang Ci's room, and the other is Jiang Haoyan's room. The original owner hated Jiang Ci. Since the original owner married Jiang Ci, the two had never slept in the same bed.
In my memory, the original owner was sleeping on the sofa in winter, half cold to death. She didn't want to be so stupid and not sleep on the comfortable big bed.
"You want to go to my bed?" Jiang Ci reached out and wiped the hemostatic patch on his face. When he heard Su Yue's words, he raised his eyebrows and his voice was cold.
No matter how dark the skin color on Su Yue's face was, it was now red: "..."
She took another deep breath and mumbled in a soft voice, but with a bit of annoyance, "We are husband and wife, and I own half of this bed!" What do you mean by going to his bed!
Jiang Ci snorted, "It's up to you, but if you disturb my sleep, I'll throw you out of bed!"
"No way, I've always slept well." Su Yue thought of what he just said about snoring, and her face turned red again, "If you're worried, we can separate the realms of Chu and Han."
Jiang Ci snorted and didn't respond.
It was a young servant who brought breakfast today.
The servant held a box full of breakfast, lowered his head, and timidly walked into the room, "Master Jiang Ci, Madam, breakfast is here."
"Put it on the table."
Su Yue looked at the young servant, looking at the man's slightly trembling hands and the gesture that wanted to lower his head to the ground, Su Yue pursed her lips, tsk, he was another person who was afraid of Jiang Ci.
After spending the past two days together, Su Yue relied on her to know when Jiang Ci was angry, and most of her fear of him had disappeared. She was not as afraid of him as she was when they first met.
At this time, Jiang Haoyan appeared in the room on time holding Xiangcai. Xiangcai was not small, and it was obviously difficult for the little guy to hold it. He staggered to Jiang Ci, raised his little head and looked at him with bright eyes, "Good morning, Dad."
"Yeah." Jiang Ci nodded in response to him.
"Dad, what's wrong with your face?" Jiang Haoyan said in a worried voice when he saw the hemostatic patch on Jiang Ci's face. He had used it before when he injured his finger, and he only used it when he knew it was an injury.
"It was scratched." Jiang Ci didn't care.
"Daddy, it hurts, Haohao, I'll give you a purr." As he said that, the little guy stood on tiptoes, trying to get closer to Jiang Ci and purr him.
"No, let's have breakfast." Jiang Ci is very tall even if he is sitting down. How can such a short little guy reach him
Jiang Haoyan's big eyes were a little disappointed. He nodded and sat down in his exclusive seat obediently, "Okay."
Su Yue placed the bowl of polenta in front of Jiang Haoyan and took the initiative to greet the little guy, "Good morning, little Haohao."
Jiang Haoyan glanced at Jiang Ci and found that his father was expressionless. He looked at Su Yue again, pouted his little mouth, and then reluctantly replied: "Morning." He is a good and polite boy.
Su Yue brought another bowl of polenta to Jiang Ci.
The sweetness of the porridge continued to radiate with the heat. Jiang Ci frowned and said coldly: "Where is my cake?"
"What kind of cake?" Who would eat such a sweet breakfast early in the morning
"Dad likes to eat mango cake the most." Jiang Haoyan said with a straight face and a milky voice.
Haohao also likes it.
The servant next to her was stunned at first, and then she was shaking with fright. She actually... forgot to take Master Jiang Ci's favorite cake!
"Master Jiang Ci, I... I forgot to take it. I will go to the kitchen to bring it right now." Yesterday, the housekeeper told her what to pay attention to when delivering food to the small foreign building. She didn't expect that she would be too nervous today. , she even forgot to put the cake in the box.
Jiang Ci raised his thin lips, half-smiling, "Forgot to take it? Why didn't you forget to take it with you?"
The young servant turned pale with fright, "Master Jiang Ci, I'm sorry... I won't forget it next time."
"Go to the housekeeper and explain the reason, then pack your things and get out." Jiang Ci's face was expressionless, and his voice was clear and cold.
"Master?"
The servant didn't expect that Jiang Ci would fire her because of such a trivial matter. She was anxious. After all, even if she worked as a servant in the Jiang family, the salary she received was twice as high as that of white-collar workers outside. She didn't want to lose it at all. This job. "Master Jiang Ci, please don't fire me. It's my fault. I'll go bring the cake over right now..."
"Noisy ear, get out." Jiang Ci frowned, looking impatient.
The servant opened her mouth, not daring to say another word. She slumped her shoulders and retreated in despair.
"Just because she forgot to deliver a cake, you fired her?" Su Yue looked at Jiang Ci.
"When you make a mistake, you have to take responsibility." Jiang Ci scooped up the polenta in the bowl with a look of disgust on his face, "She admitted that it was her mistake. Do you sympathize with her?"
"She forgot to give Dad his favorite cake. This is wrong." Jiang Haoyan also spoke. He had a stern little face, frowning eyebrows, and fierce breasts, as if his father had not eaten the mango cake. ,he is very angry.
Su Yue opened her mouth, but she couldn't refute.
The view from the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa is the best in the entire villa, and the room is also the largest in the villa.
"What's wrong? You don't want me to leave?" Seeing his little wife in a daze, Jiang Muhang's eyes filled with a rare smile.
Jiang Xuan came back to her senses, her fair face heated up, and she quickly denied, "No." She stood on tiptoe slightly, helped Jiang Muhang tie his tie, and said softly: "It's your birthday next month, I'm here." What gift would I like to give you?"
Jiang Muhang curled his lips, his handsome face becoming more handsome and charming, "Then I'll wait for you to surprise me."
After Jiang Muhang left, Jiang Xuan opened the glass door of the small balcony and walked out. From this position, she could clearly see the small western-style building in the back garden, where her husband lived in her previous life.
The back garden, which was originally full of flowers, is now bare, and the air seems to be smelling of earth.
And the memories of her previous life, like this earthy smell, made her dislike it very much!