Jiang Xuecheng stopped joking, frowned, and his serious expression revealed a hint of heartache.
"Don't wear shoes like this anymore."
Su Wan clenched her fingers and said hesitantly: "Don't I just want to stand next to you to make it look more like a good match? We have to do it again at the wedding..."
If she were to attend a banquet with Jiang Xuecheng in the future, she would have to wear a pair of higher-heeled shoes, otherwise she would feel so low in comparison with Jiang Xuecheng.
Jiang Xuecheng glanced at Su Wan and said, "It's okay for you to be barefoot at the wedding. Who dares to say that we are not a good match?"
"Pfft, if I'm barefoot at the wedding, I'll definitely be the funniest bride in history."
Seeing Jiang Xuecheng acting like a domineering president, Su Wan was really defeated by him, but hearing him say that, she still felt a little sweet in her heart.
Jiang Xuecheng shook his head. He did not agree with Su Wan's opinion at all, but he was too lazy to argue with her.
"Come up."
As he spoke, Jiang Xuecheng half bent down, and Su Wan climbed onto his back very skillfully, hooking her hands around Jiang Xuecheng's shoulders and neck to prevent herself from falling.
As the sun set, it superimposed their two figures together, as if they had merged into one.
The cool evening breeze blew Su Wan's hair. Su Wan rested her head on Jiang Xuecheng's shoulder and looked sweetly at the man carrying her on his back.
I don't ask for a life that is spectacular. If I can live with this man until the end of my life in such a plain way, it would be my greatest wish in this life.
…
Jiang Xuecheng held Su Wan in his arms while inserting the key into the keyhole.
With a click, the door opened. Jiang Xuecheng carried Su Wan in and then carefully placed Su Wan on the sofa.
"Don't move. I'll get the medicine box."
After saying this, Jiang Xuecheng turned around and walked to the other side of the living room to open a secret cabinet.
Su Wan followed Jiang Xuecheng with her eyes until she saw him coming over with a small brown bottle.
Jiang Xuecheng bent down, half-knelt in front of Su Wan, and began to change Su Wan's shoes.
Su Wan's ankles were extremely slender. Jiang Xuecheng placed her feet on the sofa. The warm yellow light from the living room shone down on her ankles, making them look even whiter.
If it weren't for the swelling on the instep and the hideous purple bruise, her feet could truly be described as slender and graceful.
Jiang Xuecheng's handsome brows furrowed. He really didn't expect that Su Wan would end up in such a state in such a short time.
Stupid indeed.
Jiang Xuecheng couldn't help but feel a little angry when thinking about it, and then he applied the medicine with more force, causing Su Wan to gasp and let out a light cry.
"Hiss, it hurts, you know that? Can't you be gentler?"
Jiang Xuecheng raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Su Wan: "It's good to know that it hurts, but the more painful thing is yet to come."
As he spoke, Jiang Xuecheng swiftly grabbed Su Wan's feet and rubbed them vigorously.
Su Wan was in so much pain that tears were streaming down her face. She almost suspected that Jiang Xuecheng had learned some martial arts like the "Bone-Splitting Hand" in martial arts novels.
Su Wan grabbed the sofa and twisted the silk carpet into a ball - she finally understood what Jiang Xuecheng meant when he said the pain was in the back!
Jiang Xuecheng glanced at Su Wan unhappily and saw that her long eyelashes were trembling like butterfly wings, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Jiang Xuecheng's heart softened, but his actions did not slow down. He just spoke in a less aggressive tone and began to comfort Su Wan in a gentle voice.
"Just bear with it for a while. Rub it a few more times and it will get better soon."
Su Wan shrank her head and responded softly, "Yeah."
In order to distract herself and reduce the pain, Su Wan began to look intently at Jiang Xuecheng's eyelashes and began to count how many eyelashes he had.
She had tried this last time but unfortunately failed, so she hoped to get results today.
One, two, three, four...
Just when Su Wan was counting to thirty, her eyes were almost blurry, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly said, "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xuecheng stood up abruptly. Su Wan stared at his eyes unwillingly, and she didn't even remember which eyelash she had counted just now.
Forget it. Counting eyelashes is such a long and arduous task. Su Wan finally decided to give up on it.
Su Wan looked at Jiang Xuecheng pitifully, looking delicate and innocent: "Then can I get out of bed now?"
"No, for the sake of your feet, you don't have to think about it today. I'll go make you some chicken porridge. Just stay in the living room and watch TV."
After spraining your ankle, if you accidentally sprain it again while walking, you don’t know how long it will take to heal.
As he spoke, Jiang Xuecheng picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and then handed it to Su Wan.
Su Wan pursed her lips. She looked at the tall and elegant figure disappearing at the stairs, and finally had to pick up the remote control.
After changing TV stations one after another, Su Wan finally found a TV series that she liked.
The TV series happened to have advanced to an important plot line, and Su Wan's attention was immediately drawn to it, and she began to watch it with great interest.
…
About twenty minutes later, Jiang Xuecheng finished his work in the kitchen. He brought out two bowls of steaming chicken porridge and placed them on the golden nanmu table.
Su Wan stared at the TV screen, focusing all her attention on the interaction between the male and female protagonists.
Jiang Xuecheng walked over slowly and turned off the TV with a click.
Su Wan glared at him angrily: "What are you doing? I'm watching fine."
"It's time to eat. It's the same if you watch later."
Jiang Xuecheng said this lightly, then picked up Su Wan swiftly, and then adjusted a comfortable position to hold her in his arms.
Su Wan looked at Jiang Xuecheng's flawless features and suddenly felt a little sad.
Sometimes I have to say that the Creator is unfair. The man in front of me is really good in everything, whether it is appearance or ability, he is incredibly perfect.
And she married him, which means she was blessed by God, right
…
When Jiang Xuecheng carried Su Wan all the way to the dining table, Su Wan suddenly had the illusion that he was a disabled person.
This feeling is really...
Su Wan scooped a spoonful of shredded chicken porridge in annoyance. The porridge smelled delicious, but Su Wan had no appetite.
"Xuecheng, what do you think I should do if my foot is not healed by June 1st?"
At that time, what kind of attitude would she have at the wedding
Perhaps because the wedding date was getting closer, Su Wan felt more and more anxious and uneasy.
Even when I got the marriage certificate that day, I didn't have this feeling.
Hearing Su Wan's worrying words, Jiang Xuecheng calmly took a sip of porridge with an indifferent expression.
"As long as you take good care of your injury, you'll probably be well again on Monday."
Su Wan felt relieved when he heard this, and he felt hungry when he saw the chicken porridge in front of him.
When Su Wan was eating with gusto, Jiang Xuecheng's words almost made her spit out the porridge.
"Take your time to eat. I'll take you to take a bath later."
(End of this chapter)