A sky-high wife: Young Master Li, you are spoiled for marriage! Chapter 455 I can’t bear to leave the man’s dark eyes, a trace of cold light flashed across. Finally, I took a look at Jiang Nuan in his arms, and cut off the trace of nostalgia and sadness, "This is the last time."

He turned and left.

The last time he left her by his side, and the next time he went to Tianjing City, he would welcome her home openly.

"Young Master, why don't we take the eldest lady home directly?" Even if we can't reveal her identity openly for the time being, we can still take it back to accompany him.

It is good for his condition and her safety.

Anyone with eyes can tell that Jiang Nuan likes him very much. If he forced him, he might agree to go with him.

The man coughed, his eyes calm and tired, "She really likes him."

The man would not agree to them taking Jiang Nuan away.

Tug of war—

The only one who was hurt the most was Jiang Nuan.

Yun Zuo looked at the man's distant and unfamiliar expression, and for some reason he suddenly wanted to go to a story he had heard.

When the biological mother and the adoptive mother snatch the child, the first thing to let go must be the biological mother.

Because she can't bear to bear the pain of the child.

And the adoptive mother may also feel distressed, but she wants to get this child even more.

He couldn't bear to let the eldest lady be sad, so he could only choose to endure indulge, and that man, whose terrifying possessive desire, was creepy...

"Young Master, the deeper the ladies get, the more sad they get in the future."

A trace of light flashed through the man's deep eyes, and he would not be confused about this truth...

The man lowered his long eyelashes, covering his unfathomable eyes.

...

Perhaps thinking about Li Xichen's injuries, Jiang Nuan was not sleeping soundly, and not long after, she gradually recovered her mind.

Her curled eyelashes trembled, she opened her eyes and saw a familiar face with a hazy gaze. She smiled sweetly, subconsciously leaning closer to his arms, "Li Xichen..."

Li Xichen's slender fingers gently stroked her silk, and his gentle voice seemed to caress and comfort, "Hmm?"

Under the influence of Muhunxiang, Jiang Nuan's voice continued to come after a while...

“…does it hurt?…”

He took her hand and placed it in the wound, "You can touch it..."

Jiang Nuan subconsciously took her hand back, "...I'm sorry..."

"Um?"

There is no sound again.

After a while, she suddenly rolled aside from his arms again, buried her little head in the quilt, and said in a daze, "...I'm still angry... Ignore you..."

Li Xichen listened to her unconscious words and smiled slightly with her blood-red lips. He suddenly seemed to remember something and frowned again.

His gaze moved down from her face to her knees.

It is wrapped with a layer of gauze, which is newly replaced.

Obviously, the wound suddenly ran out in the morning and cracked.

Is this what the man helped her change?

A trace of resentment flashed through Li Xichen's eyes. He carefully observed Jiang Nuan's knees. When she was dealing with Sen just now, she had run violently and could not see if the wound was bleeding.

He found scissors and new gauze, cut all the gauze he had replaced in the villa before, threw it on the ground, and gently tore it open the innermost part, revealing a fresh wound, vaguely oozing blood.

Li Xichen lowered his head, as if he was coaxing a child, and blew with pain.

Jiang Nuan seemed to be frozen in her sleep, and she shrank her legs.
Chapter completed!