Chapter 43

Since it is a contract, his requirement is to satisfy him at any time, which should be one of them.

Changhuan has a sour nose. This is the way she chooses. She can only kneel down.

"Enough." Jiang shaoxun suddenly rebuked coldly and patted off the cigarette in Changhuan's hand.

The cigarette fell to the ground and burned a hole in the Persian carpet. Jiang shaoxun, with a cold face, grabbed the tea cup on the table and poured a glass of water on the cigarette.

When the cigarette fell to the ground, Changhuan's tears fell from her cheek. The tears blurred her eyes and made her unable to see clearly. She covered her eyes with her hands and cried to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Don't cry," Jiang shaoxun ordered in a low voice

Changhuan immediately stopped her voice. She wiped her tears like a child and lowered her head, as if she had been greatly wronged.

With a slightly thin cocooned hand, Chang Huan's chin is gently raised. Jiang shaoxun's face is straight. He gently wipes the tears on Chang Huan's face. His voice is rather cold: "you are my woman, not my servant. Just be yourself. Don't try to please me, do you understand?"

Chang Huan nodded pitifully and sobbed, "I understand."

Jiang shaoxun gently stroked Changhuan's head and said in a deep voice: "don't feel uneasy. At least I still like you now. Even if I don't want you in the future, I won't treat you badly."

Jiang shaoxun is really not a master of comforting people. The first sentence makes Changhuan feel better, and the last sentence puts a knife in Changhuan's heart.

Chang Huan pulled out a more ugly smile than crying: "I know."

"Then go wash and sleep. Tomorrow I'll send a servant to serve you." Jiang shaoxun pointed to the upstairs, "sleep master bedroom, understand?"

Chang Huan nodded and went upstairs without asking.

Jiang shaoxun picked up the cigarette box from the table again and lit a cigarette. Changhuan's confused eyes lingered in his mind. He could not help but love her.

It's just that she still has injuries on her body, and her state at the moment is too bad. He thinks about it, but he doesn't want to scare her in a short time. After all, he knows that his needs in that aspect are always strong, which will only make her hurt more and more, and then he owes her.

Jiang shaoxun pressed the cigarette on the ashtray, got up and left the villa.

Changhuan returns to her room, still wondering if Jiang shaoxun will treat her tonight. Suddenly, she hears the sound of the car engine coming from downstairs. She is stunned at first, and then relieved. Even if she has had it with him once, that night is not so wonderful, and she doesn't want to remember it again.

Changhuan opens the closet, takes a silk suspender nightdress and goes into the bathroom. She stands under the shower, and the warm water rushes over her body. She holds the warm water and pours it on her face. She knows very well that she can live this evening, but not any other night.

She can't do it all the time. She still needs to adapt. Just think of him as his father. Turn off the light and bear his devastation.

Thinking of her father, Changhuan suddenly felt cold in her palm. She held the wall and squatted on the ground slowly. Beichi bit her lower lip and made a red mark on her lower lip. That memory was something she didn't want to remember at all.

Changhuan's heart is in a mess. She tries to wash away all her troubles with water, but her head seems to be deliberately against her, which makes her more and more upset.

She patted herself on the cheek with both hands. She wanted to stand up. Maybe she squatted too long and her feet slipped. She fell to the floor uncontrollably.

Jiang shaoxun came into the house with his car key. He drove the car not far away. The car broke down. He had to come back. When he came back, there was a loud bang and Nie Changhuan's scream.

Jiang shaoxun breathed and strode upstairs. In an anxious voice, he blurted out: "Changhuan..."

Nie Changhuan is lying on the ground. She feels that her bones are going to be broken. Suddenly she hears Jiang shaoxun's voice. For a moment, she thinks that it's wrestling that has a hallucination.

"Changhuan."

It was not until there was a knock at the bathroom door that Chang Huan began to cry out: "don't come in..."

After long Huan finished, he couldn't wait to get up from the ground. Before he picked up his bathrobe to wrap himself, the locked bathroom door was knocked open.

Chang Huan is still holding a bathrobe in one hand, and the other hand is blocking his chest. Jiang shaoxun's face condenses, but his step stops.

He thought something was wrong with Changhuan. He was just outside the door. He didn't even wait for the housekeeper to bring the key, so he kicked the door open

Only when he saw that she was safe and sound did he take a gentle breath. When Changhuan asked him not to come in, he could not hold his feet.

Chang Huan looks at Jiang shaoxun, but his face turns red and he bites his lips. Isn't he gone? Why did you come back all of a sudden?

She was very confused. Seeing that Jiang shaoxun's eyes fell on her, she looked down and couldn't help crying. She covered her chest in a hurry, but her eyes were red again, and her face was about to cry.

Chang Huan didn't know where to put her hands, because she was so nervous that she couldn't even grasp the bathrobe she had kneaded into a ball

Miaoman's posture swings in front of him. Jiang shaoxun's Adam's apple slides up and down. He squints slightly and walks into the bathroom. He's still wearing clothes, but he doesn't care. He grabs Changhuan's arm, pulls her into his arms and stands under the shower

Chang Huan bowed her head and was so flustered that she didn't dare to look at him. Her hair could only cover some scenery, but more body was exposed in his sight. She was shivering and couldn't stand.

Jiang shaoxun's lips showed a light smile and said in her ear: "I know where there are moles on your body..."

This sentence makes Changhuan feel shame. She wants to have a seam on the ground to let herself get in. Her back is close to his hot chest. She is not crying, she is not crying. She is confused.

"My clothes are wet too. Would you like to take them off? It's even... "

With a bang, Chang Huan felt as if something had exploded in her ears. She was so nervous for a long time that she couldn't bear it when she heard it. She was so trembling that her body couldn't support it. She fell into the dark and fell into Jiang shaoxun's arms

Jiang shaoxun was so shocked that he held her soft body in his arms. He couldn't help wring his eyebrows. How could he be dizzy?

He hasn't done anything to her yet