Take care of him

  Xiao Huanhuan used all her strength to hit him, but his muscles were as hard as stone, and her struggles had no lethal effect on him.

  He had a smile on his lips, lowered his head, and wrapped his arms around her, forcing her to lean back, or she would fall into his embrace.

  Xiao Huan was shocked and frightened, she used all her strength to push him away.

  He looked at her, whose small face had turned bright red from embarrassment, and thought he had teased her enough. With a smile, he doted on her, "Little girl, you're really interesting. Remember, we have an engagement, and when you grow up, you can only marry me!"

  "I'll marry a big-headed ghost!" Xiao Huanhuan picked up the exquisitely packaged bath salts and violently smashed them onto Jiang Yifan's head.

  It turned out that after extreme happiness comes extreme sorrow, Jiang Dashao was hit by a glass jar of bath salts and was knocked unconscious, with blood suddenly gushing out of his head.

  Watching the bright red blood trickle down Jiang Yifan's pale forehead, Xiao Huan was stunned.

  Jiang Yifan is no longer a thing, and he is also Uncle Jiang's precious son. Even if she was angry again, she shouldn't have hurt him for Uncle Jiang's sake!

  "Are you okay?" Xiao Huanhuan jumped down from the washstand, her small face pale with fright.

  "It's nothing!" Jiang Yifan smiled nonchalantly and turned on the faucet to rinse off the blood on his forehead.

  "Are you trying to die?!" Xiao Huanhuan slapped his hand away, dragged him out of the bathroom, found antiseptic and wound medicine, disinfected his wounds, and applied ointment.

  Throughout the process, Jiang Yifan leaned against the headboard, lazily closing his eyes, with that same elegant smile on his face as if he wasn't the one who had just been injured and bleeding.

  Xiao Mengmeng treated his wound and then picked up Baozhen and headed out.

  "What's going on?" Jiang Yifan opened his eyes.

  "You like it here you sleep, I'll go sleep in the guest room." Xiao Huan said without turning her head.

  The next second, her small hand was caught.

  She raised her eyes and saw that the black and white eyes above her head were shining brightly, radiating a demonic power that could devour people's souls.

  "Girl, stay and take care of me." He said hoarsely.

  "Get out!" She stamped her foot heavily on his.

  "I'll just sleep myself, maybe I'll have a high fever tonight, and tetanus from the wound can be fatal!" Jiang Yifan bluffed.

  Xiao Huan rolled her eyes.

  She would believe him? Don't be ridiculous!

  But...

  She rolled her eyes... If he fell asleep... She could...

  "Hmm!" She turned around and put the pillow back on the bed, "If you die, I won't be able to explain it to Uncle Jiang, so I'll keep an eye on you tonight."

  She spoke in an old Buddha-like tone of granting blessings.

  But how could the little tricks in her heart possibly escape Jiang Yifan's eyes?

  He didn't see through her either, and with a lazy smile, he lay back down on the bed.

  Xiao Huan lay beside him, placing a pillow between them, creating a safe distance, and closed her eyes to pretend to sleep.

  Jiang Yihuan looked at her for a while and also closed his eyes.

  It cannot be denied that at first he was very much in denial of this extremely corny marriage, but now...he seems to have changed his mind!

  Xiao Huanhuan wasn't as annoying as he thought she'd be, but rather interesting... and cute!

  Maybe they can try getting along with each other, who knows, maybe there will be a beautiful future.