Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 205 Unforgettable ([-]) "Going to the market?" The man heard this, his eyebrows, which were as beautiful as distant mountains, raised slightly.

His eyes were dark and dull, but there was a trace of unfathomable, as if he knew something.

Duan Zijin's heart softened for a moment, she clenched her hands behind her back into fists, and said calmly: "On this island, you can only see glaciers and the sea. After staying for a long time... it's actually quite boring, and it's rare to come out for a trip." , shall we go to Greenland to see the style of Denmark?"

Jiang Lin straightened up, his black eyes reflected the sea water with broken ice not far away, and the ripples reflected in his eyes, seemed cold for no reason.

His hands were still on her hair, twirling strands of her hair, and his tone sounded a little careless, "I'll wait until you're better, huh?"

Duan Zijin grabbed his cuff, "There will be a boat to Greenland tomorrow, after tomorrow, we will have to wait for half a month next time."

Jiang Lin looked at her fixedly, and after a long silence, he asked, "How do you know there will be a market in Greenland tomorrow?"

Do you know the next time is half a month later?

Duan Zijin obviously didn't expect him to ask such a question. He froze for a second, then quickly turned his head to avoid his plain but sharp eyes, "Sonja told me when you went to the kitchen just now."

If Sonja didn't understand Chinese, she wouldn't dare to lie to Jiang Lin so blatantly in front of her.

Sure enough, the man glanced at Sonja, pursed the corners of his lips, his expression secretive.

Duan Zijin had no other choice, so he lost his mind, and regardless of the injury on his shoulder, he raised his hand and hooked the man's neck with great effort, and kissed his lips in full view.

The young man who came to report the letter and Sonja were taken aback at the same time, and the expression of the latter changed immediately.

Although the atmosphere here is not conservative, but this woman... how can she!

When she leaned over, Jiang Lin immediately caught her leaning body, and held her tightly in his arms, so that she could lean on him without disturbing the wound.

There was an extremely dark look in his eyes, and at the same time, a woman's soft voice sounded in his ears: "Jiang Lin, I want to go to the market in Greenland, and we'll come back after shopping, okay?"

The man lowered his eyes, staring at her face calmly, his Adam's apple moved, his tone was as deep as the sea, but he only uttered one word: "Okay."

With one arm around her, he turned around and said to Sonja, "I heard from my wife that there is a boat leaving for Greenland tomorrow. I want to take my wife to the market. Is it convenient?"

Sonja's face was not very good-looking, and he said calmly: "If the wife wants to go, take her there! No matter how inconvenient it is, won't Mr. Jiang think of a way?"

Why did he want to take his wife for a stroll? He knew it was that woman's idea at a glance. This man didn't look like a weak person without his own opinions, but in front of this woman, he would only follow her!

Both of them are still injured, what kind of ghost market are they visiting?Pick a place if you want to die?

Hearing Sonja's tone like a machine gun, Duan Zijin frowned uncomfortably.

The man looked at the European girl in cotton-padded clothes opposite, his eyes seemed to be stained with severe cold and snow, and his clear and sparse eyebrows and eyes were frosted in an instant, inexplicably gloomy and frightening.

I don't know what he said in German again, the young man's expression changed, and he tugged at Sonja's sleeve, Sonja glared at Duan Zijin angrily, turned and left.

Duan Zijin quietly lowered her head and looked at the floating ice and snow under her feet, without saying a word, the man picked her up, "Go back, it's cold outside."

In the bedroom, he fed her the doctor's anti-inflammatory medicine, and was about to go out with a water glass. Duan Zijin sat up from the bed and leaned over to ask him, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Lin's footsteps paused, "Kitchen, boil some hot water."

Duan Zijin didn't ask any more questions, and the man didn't come back after half an hour. She had been sensitive and fragile in the past two days, and she was even more disturbed at this time, so she walked towards the kitchen while leaning on the door wall.

Looking at the kitchen through the wooden curtain, the scene inside made her steps seem to be filled with lead, and she couldn't move no matter what.

The man rolled up his sleeves, exposing a section of his arm, holding an old rag in his hand, and was cleaning the stove and oven little by little.

It was a very old oven, the kind that needed to be filled with coals under the oven.

In the corner of the kitchen was a pile of briquettes like a hill, and there was a shovel with wooden thorns on the handle, which looked very difficult to handle.

She suddenly remembered the wound on the back of the man's hand, probably not only the back of the hand, but also the part of the palm that she couldn't see.

After tidying up the stove, he walked slowly to the sink, turned on the water, and prepared to wash the dishes she had used.

Without even thinking about it, Duan Zijin opened the curtain and walked in.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man's tall back straightened quickly, and when he turned around, seeing that it was her, he couldn't help frowning, "Why are you here?"

Duan Zijin walked up to him, glanced at the dishes in the sink, and before he could ask, the man said, "She doesn't have a dishwasher at home."

The calm and composed look is no different from Professor Jiang and Mr. Jiang who usually sit in the office and manage a lot of things.

Duan Zijin's nose was sore, he didn't say anything, and said sullenly: "Isn't your hand hurt? Give it to me, I'll wash it."

As she spoke, she stretched her hand into the water he had just opened, and shrank back with a scream as soon as she touched it.

The man's face darkened, he immediately dropped the things in his hands and turned off the faucet, grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, and said coldly: "Duan Zijin, can't you be honest?"

This water is directly connected to the sea outside, but the salt and most harmful substances have been filtered out, and the temperature can be imagined.

Duan Zijin raised his eyes to stare at him, bit his lower lip, "Why do you wash dishes in such cold water! Isn't there hot water over there?"

She pointed to the kettle behind Jiang Lin, the spout was still steaming with warm water.

The man's complexion still hasn't improved, his dark eyes are full of reprimands and merciless debunking, "I use it to wash the dishes, so you don't have to drink medicine, right?"

Duan Zijin was so blocked by him that he couldn't speak, and walked back to the pool. Just as he was about to reach for the faucet, the man grabbed his wrist and brought him back into his arms, "Either go back and lie down, or stand here quietly, Or drink the medicine yourself."

Duan Zijin stared at the man for a few seconds, and saw that he looked calm but not at all open to discussion, so he had no choice but to choose his second proposal.

Seeing his beautiful fingers turn red from the cold water, she also felt uncomfortable, her eyes seemed to have sand in them, and they started to turn red after blinking a few times.

These hands should be the hands holding expensive pens and worth a lot of money; trophy hand...

But what is he doing?

He is washing dishes.

Not to mention that he is the grandson of the Duke of Willebrand, his own achievements alone are enough to ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing in his life, at least he doesn't have to suffer such a crime in this severe cold area.

As if seeing the complex look in the woman's eyes, Jiang Lin calmly said, "Yuyou, you don't need to look at me with such eyes."

"You've done so much for me," she whispered.

The man's chest trembled slightly, he turned off the faucet, wiped his hands with a towel, walked to her side and hugged her into his arms, his low magnetic voice was unknown and heavy, "There is a woman in this world who waits I am like my life. But no matter what I do, I can’t offset the harm I have done to her. The moment I saw her fall into the sea with my own eyes, I was regretting, regretting the words I said to her on the cliff. Haili, the moment I grabbed her, I was thinking that I would use the rest of my life to repay her. I love her, no matter whether she is born, old, sick or dead, she is Jiang Lin's only choice in this life."

Duan Zijin's heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and she looked up at him rather at a loss, just slamming into his deep and tender eyes, "We will also have a family, occasionally like an ordinary couple. , cook for you, wash the dishes, and go to school to pick up the kids and go home from school."

Duan Zijin's tears were finally drawn out by his words.

The man raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Yuyou, maybe I can't do it well, but I'm very happy to be able to do these things for you."

Duan Zijin covered her mouth, tears kept falling, her voice was choked with tears, vague, but very firm, "Me too, Jiang Lin, me too."

I will do anything for you, I will be happy.

*

That night, Jiang Lin slept with her.

They talked a lot, and he also kissed her passionately, caressing her back and forth with his hands.

Until the end when she blushed and looked at him with winking eyes, he covered her with a quilt and did nothing.

He smiled lowly and whispered in her ear: "I know you are not enough, if you want to, take good care of your body and don't get hurt again. When your injury is healed, I will replenish you, huh?"

Duan Zijin swung his uninjured hand and punched his strong chest, "You are really shameless, who wants you?"

"Really don't want it?" His eyes darkened slightly, and he reached into the quilt to do evil, and at the same time quickly lowered his head and bit her lips.