Chapter 72 "Mrs. Xu, I feel sorry for you."
The external hard drive that Jian Li gave was filled with videos of Jiang Nuanzhu participating in competitions over the years, as well as videos of her private training.
Jiang Nuanzhu himself does not have such complete information.
She almost forgot many of the game scenes, but she suddenly remembered them after watching the video.
"This is a video of me participating in the Hundred Schools League when I was fifteen. I sprained my ankle a few days before the game and played with a closed ankle."
"This was a competition I participated in when I was 19. I was very nervous preparing for the Golden Peach Cup, so I signed up for a district-level competition to relax. I ended up winning the championship, which gave me a lot of confidence."
Watching the competition videos one by one, many memories of Jiang Nuanzhu were slowly awakened.
She explained the meaning of each video to Xu Heyi in a gentle voice.
Xu Heyi just listened quietly.
I clicked on a new file, and on it was a video of Jiang Nuanzhu with her legs wrapped in gauze, being supported by Fu Qingyin as she practiced walking.
She was so thin at that time that she was just a skeleton, and even the smallest size clothes were too loose on her.
He was in low spirits, had a gloomy temperament, and exuded an aura of lethargy.
Jiang Nuanzhu's voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes were a little stunned.
This is a video of her after she was injured that year.
Xu Heyi moved his fingertips slightly to pause the video.
He respected Jiang Nuanzhu's opinion very much, and felt a little itchy in his throat: "Can I watch it?"
Jiang Nuanzhu sighed quietly, feeling somewhat relieved: "There's nothing I can't see."
The video was reopened, and Jiang Nuanzhu was seen falling as she walked.
Her legs were bruised and swollen from the fall, her forehead was sweating, her hair was disheveled, but her pair of dark eyes stared firmly ahead.
The video may have been edited.
In just ten minutes, it records the process of Jiang Nuanzhu from being supported by others, walking independently, practicing dancing while falling, to finally dancing gracefully in the dance studio.
The dancing Jiang Nuanzhu is like a butterfly reborn from its cocoon, having experienced the baptism of blood and rain, and blooming again on the stage.
Xu Heyi saw Jiang Nuanzhu fall down countless times, bury her head in tears countless times, and finally wipe away her tears and stand up again.
He finally...got a glimpse of Jiang Nuanzhu's dark past.
After watching the video, Xu Heyi's voice became hoarse: "This gift is very precious."
"I didn't expect Jian Li to give you such a gift. She must have put a lot of thought into collecting this information."
Jiang Nuanzhu couldn't help but sigh.
I didn't expect that Jian Li, who has always been unreliable, would be reliable for once.
The big hand on the waist suddenly exerted some force.
Jiang Nuanzhu's waist tightened, and she looked at Xu Heyi nervously: "What's wrong?"
"The video makes me feel a little uncomfortable." Xu Heyi hugged her in his arms, and his deep voice sounded from Jiang Nuanzhu's shoulder: "Mrs. Xu, I feel sorry for you."
It is said that women who act coquettishly have a good life.
But a man who cares about others is even more charming.
Jiang Nuanzhu's heart seemed to be wrapped in dense sugar threads, with nowhere to escape.
Her lips parted slightly, but she couldn't utter a word.
Xu Heyi raised his head and brushed his thin lips against her rosy earlobe. "Mrs. Xu, I want to kiss you."
Jiang Nuanzhu's snow-white skin was flushed, her eyes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she said quietly, "I want to, too."
When love is deep, we always want to express our emotions in an intimate way.
The next moment, a shadow fell on top of my head.
Jiang Nuanzhu's lips were bitten, her lower back was tightly held, and her whole body fell on Xu Heyi's chest, limp and powerless.
Xu Heyi has always been strong in this regard.
He devoured her lips, her kisses... and more.
Jiang Nuanzhu was trapped in his arms, holding her head up to endure it, and couldn't help but let out a low moan.
Like a studious student, she hooked her wrists around Xu Heyi's neck and imitated him, kissing him gently in return.
This seemed to stimulate the man even more.
His kiss was more aggressive.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jiang Nuanzhu, with watery eyes, lay on Xu Heyi’s chest and gasped for breath.
The man's voice was low and hoarse, completely lacking his usual calm and reserved demeanor.
Xu Heyi leaned on Jiang Nuanzhu's shoulder, his hot breath hitting her skin, burning all the way to her heart and lungs.
"Mrs. Xu, I can't stand it anymore."
Jiang Nuanzhu was sitting in Xu Heyi's arms, unable to ignore some natural reactions.
Her earlobes were red enough to bleed, her eyes trembled slightly, and she stuttered a little: "Wait... wait until my leg is healed, okay?"
She did not resist being intimate with Xu Heyi.
But this was different from the original plan. She was unprepared and felt a little helpless and nervous.
Xu Heyi laughed deeply, causing his chest to vibrate. "Mrs. Xu, I'm not that impatient."
It's just that sometimes I just can't help it.
Jiang Nuanzhu's face turned even redder when she heard this.
She said this as if she was even more anxious.
Jiang Nuanzhu asked softly, "I'm going to sleep."
"Yeah." Xu Heyi responded solemnly.
Jiang Nuanzhu thought he didn't hear her and was about to say it again when Xu Heyi had already picked her up skillfully.
Jiang Nuanzhu was frightened and subconsciously hooked her hands around Xu Heyi's neck, pressing tightly against his chest.
"What are you doing?"
"Carry Mrs. Xu to bed."
Jiang Nuanzhu felt the hem of her skirt swaying, her heart in turmoil: "I... I can do it myself."
During the days that Xu Heyi was on a business trip, she was able to take care of herself completely.
Xu Heyi didn't let him go, and said calmly: "I don't want to let him go."
He seemed to be stating his thoughts.
Jiang Nuanzhu hooked her arms around his neck, unable to utter a word.
Xu Heyi put her on the bed, leaned down and supported himself on Jiang Nuanzhu.
Jiang Nuanzhu held his breath and concentrated. At this moment, he even thought about all the situations that would happen next.
She seemed... not afraid at all, but even a little excited?
Emotions surged in Xu Heyi's eyes, but he finally restrained himself and only left a gentle kiss on Jiang Nuanzhu's brow.
"Good night, Mrs. Xu."
Jiang Nuanzhu said softly: "Good night..."
"Um."
After putting Jiang Nuanzhu down, Xu Heyi did not rush to go to bed.
He went into the bathroom.
After a while, the sound of splashing water was heard.
Jiang Nuanzhu was stunned and realized that Mr. Xu was not as calm as she thought.
Jiang Nuanzhu quietly turned off the lights, leaving only a bedside lamp on for Xu Heyi.
After a while, Jiang Nuanzhu was dozing off when she heard Xu Heyi opening the door.
Suddenly, the quilt beside him was lifted up and Xu Heyi got on the bed.
A cold and damp breath suddenly hit me.
Jiang Nuanzhu's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he stood there in shock with his eyes wide open.
Xu Heyi's low, magnetic voice sounded, still a little hoarse: "Did I disturb you?"
Jiang Nuanzhu was silent for a long time before he mustered up the courage to ask.
"That night at Zhongming Temple, you didn't go out for a walk, you went..." to take a cold shower.
Jiang Nuanzhu found it difficult to say the last few words, and her face turned terribly red.
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