Pei Zhiheng took a deep look at Ruan Jiao, and he almost laughed out of anger.

He was still speaking for her, but she was so powerful that she wanted to lose her husband?

Ruan Xiucai felt sorry for her daughter's injury, and originally only punished Pei Zhiheng, who was his son-in-law, for fear that he would feel alienated.

Seeing that her daughter's injury was so serious now, she couldn't bear it even more. Although she didn't want to lose her face and say something soft, she took out half a tael of silver from her cuff, put it on the table, and snorted.

"I'm still alive and kicking around during the day, but I will give you a headache if I ask you to copy books at night! When I get up tomorrow, I will ask your mother to take you two to the county hospital to have a look. If you are really injured, then give me a good treatment." The half liang of silver is the medicine money! If there is no injury, ah, this female precept, you will copy it twenty times for me!"

After speaking, Ruan Xiucai flung his sleeves and left.

Ruan Jiao was stunned for a moment, her eyes fell on the half tael of silver, her face masked with pain.

Pei Zhiheng guessed the reason just by looking at it.

After all, he had heard her voice just now.

Seeing her lifting a rock and hitting her foot, he couldn't help but hooked his lips.

Pretending to be smart is not worthy of sympathy.

The two cleaned up the study, and when Pei Zhiheng put out the charcoal basin, the door of the study was pushed open again, but this time it was not Ruan Xiucai who came, but Mrs. Wang.

The clothes on her body seemed messy as she put them on in a hurry. Seeing the two of them tidying up, she hurriedly said, "I'll do it, you two just leave it alone! Otherwise, your father will definitely talk about me again!"

Wang can't read big characters and has never read a book. Every time she hears Ruan Xiucai chanting, she feels as if she has been put under a magic spell, and her whole body is not well.

Seeing her expression, Ruan Jiao couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, there wasn't much to tidy up in the study room, and the three of them tidied it up a bit.

As soon as the door was opened, the outside wind mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow blew in suddenly. Even if he was wearing a padded jacket, the body temperature was taken away in an instant.

Ruan Jiao's head was not wrapped, and she felt that her head was about to blow off when she blew it.

The wound that didn't hurt much before became numb in an instant, and it also began to tingle slightly.

Pei Zhiheng paused, frowned suddenly, took off his outer robe, and suddenly covered her head.

The clear breath instantly enveloped her whole body.

Ruan Jiao didn't expect him to act like this, so she froze in place.

Seeing that she still didn't leave, Pei Zhiheng frowned even harder, "What are you still doing standing there? Do you want to wait until the injury on your head blows away and become a fool?"

Mrs. Wang also came to her senses, not only didn't think what Pei Zhiheng said was unpleasant, she even agreed, "Yes, Saburo is more careful, Jiao Niang, you don't even pay attention to your own body at all."

Ruan Jiao: "..."

The slight goodwill brought about by Pei Zhiheng's actions was instantly blown away by the strong wind.

You can use her to gain favorability, but you can't speak well, what a dog.

When she passed by Pei Zhiheng, she deliberately staggered as if her body was blown by the wind, and then she stepped on his foot and crushed it hard, "Ah, husband, I'm sorry , I didn't stand still, are you all right?"

Pei Zhiheng twitched his eyebrows in pain, and almost changed his face. He gritted his teeth, stared at her face, suddenly smiled, and said quickly: "The wind is indeed too strong, Jiao Niang, I will support you , lest you lose your standing again!"

Then, under Wang's approving gaze, he took Ruan Jiao into his arms and placed him in front of him. His movements were weak, and he kept paying attention not to offend her.

However, he didn't know that the next second, the frigid wind was wrapped in snow flakes the size of goose feathers and slapped Ruan Jiao's face.

Ruan Jiao: "..."

Well, her wound can't be blown by the wind?

He just hoped that she would become a fool after blowing the wind, lose her consciousness, and then be cleaned up by him, right?

Ruan Jiao was in a hurry, and she felt annoyed in her heart.

- "I shouldn't have been merciful just now, I should have stepped on him!"

Thinking of this, she couldn't hold back, raised her foot and stepped back.

However, this time, as if he had prepared in advance, he avoided it.

It's just two people hugging each other, it's always difficult to walk, and against the strong wind, don't know whose foot slipped, the legs of the two people stumbled together, and they fell together like this.

When he fell, Pei Zhiheng's mind went blank, he subconsciously hugged her to his chest and made himself a cushion. He didn't even know how he even took into account the injury to the back of her head at that moment.

When Ruan Jiao's body was tightly embraced in his arms, he smelled a faint fragrance, and he didn't know where to put it on his hand, it was soft as if it was stuck in cotton.

He suddenly let go of his hand as if he was scalded, and before she could push her away, Ruan Jiao turned around and knelt on top of him and got up, raised her hand and slapped him.

The crisp slaps were concealed by the call of the wind, and the night was so dark that Mr. Wang, who was walking in front, didn't even notice it. By the time she reacted, the two of them had already gotten up when they didn't follow.

Ruan Jiao took the first step into the bedroom, and then closed the door with a backhand snap.

Pei Zhiheng took a half step and almost missed being slapped on the face.

Meeting Wang's stunned appearance, he coughed, "Mother, it's alright, go and rest."

It was really cold outside. Hearing what he said, Mr. Wang didn't want to delay asking anything, so he nodded hastily and went in.

Pei Zhiheng looked at the closed door in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pulled it.

It turned out that the door was not locked, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

After entering the door, he stomped off the snow on his shoes, because he just took off his robe to Ruan Jiao, so now there is only a padded jacket left on his body. It might get wet by the snow and he won't be able to wear it tomorrow, so he quickly took it off and blasted the snow on it. Dropped it and put it on the stool closest to the charcoal basin.

When he was done, he saw Ruan Jiao with a cold face, sitting in front of the bed and staring at him.

Pei Zhiheng couldn't help but touched the tip of his nose, but suddenly thought of something, his body froze suddenly, his ears were instantly filled with blood, and it was hot as if it was about to burn.

He folded his hands, placed it in front of him, and suddenly gave Ruan Jiao a deep nod, "I'm sorry, I offended Jiao Niang in the panic just now."

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, a red five-fingerprint was clearly printed on the man's fair cheeks, which was very obvious, but his expression was extraordinarily serious, and his attitude was also very solemn.

Although it looks a bit funny, it doesn't make people laugh at all, and you can feel respect from his attitude just by looking at him.

Ruan Jiao's heart was quite complicated for a moment, she didn't know what to say and rolled her eyes at him.

She turned around and climbed into the bed, and when she put down the bed curtain, she couldn't help touching her hot, swollen earlobe.

There was a rustling sound from outside the bed curtain. Ruan Jiao didn't bring him the quilt, and he didn't say anything. He went to the cabinet by the bedside and took out the only thin quilt.

Then it was quiet.

Ruan Jiao was lying on the bed, covered with two layers of winter quilt, and still felt cold, her whole body seemed to be unable to generate temperature, and she was gradually freezing.

She curled up on the bed, and after a while, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

He didn't do it on purpose. When he fell down, he not only made a mat for her, but also remembered that she was injured, and when he came back, he also apologized.

In addition, it's so cold outside now, he doesn't have a thick quilt, only a charcoal basin.

Ruan Jiao sat up abruptly, lifted the curtain of the bed, and then saw Pei Zhiheng sitting on the low stool beside the charcoal basin, very cute.

Probably because of her big movements, the man raised his eyelids and looked at her.

Maybe the embarrassment just now hadn't passed, he suddenly lowered his eyes, and his voice pretended to be indifferent, "Is it cold? Or, I'll move the charcoal basin to your bedside."

Ruan Jiao glanced at him, "Come up? There are two quilts on the bed. I don't want to see you frozen to death tomorrow morning."

Pei Zhiheng looked up again in surprise.

Ruan Jiao raised her eyebrows, "You come home with me to visit relatives, your cold symptoms are not cured, if something happens, how can I explain to my mother?"

Pei Zhiheng also knew that if he sat on the ground overnight, his body would definitely not be able to survive.

But to put him to bed, he couldn't do it.

After all, they are not a real couple.

Seeing that he didn't move, Ruan Jiao's face darkened.

The fist hanging on one side couldn't help hardening.

——"Two quilts are covered, and they are not sleeping together. They are still not a man. It's so cold that I want to hit someone if I don't come here again!"

Pei Zhiheng was still hesitating, but suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched.

He coughed lightly, bowed his hands to Ruan Jiao respectfully, "Thank you, Jiao Niang."

Ruan Jiao snorted, got into the bed, pulled off the top layer of quilt and put it beside her.

Under her gaze, Pei Zhiheng extinguished the oil lamp awkwardly, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

——"Hmph, dog man, it's not coming up in the end! No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. Although he didn't mean it, I can't be taken advantage of for nothing. I have to touch it back!"

Pei Zhiheng froze when he went to bed, and in the darkness, he turned his head to look at the position in the bed in astonishment.

Want to touch back...where? !

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