I Don’t Mind You Being Ugly and Blind

The next day, the early morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, and beams of brilliant light fell on the gray carpet. It should have been a quiet morning, but there was a sound of things falling to the ground. sounded.

Su Yue drowsily opened her eyes with a sleepy look on her face. She rolled on the sofa for a long time last night and fell asleep almost in the middle of the night. No matter how soft the sofa is, the space for sleeping is so small. She is so big now that she sleeps too hard.

Hearing the sound from the bathroom, Su Yue glanced in the direction of the big bed, it was obvious that Jiang Ci was in the bathroom.

She closed her eyes and didn't want to care.

However, it was louder inside. Su Yue frowned, sat up, put on slippers and walked inside.

"Jiang Ci, you are doing... ah, you are bleeding."

Jiang Ci stood in front of the sink, dressed in black pajamas, tall and tall, but his face was not very good-looking.

Su Yue's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, she hurried to Jiang Ci's side, looking at his right cheek that was scratched and bleeding constantly, her eyes filled with anxiety, "How did you do it? Come out quickly, I'll give it to you. Rub the medicine." I don't know if it will leave a scar.

Kicked away the iron shelf that fell at her feet, and there were still a bunch of bottles and jars. Su Yue was about to reach out and lead Jiang Ci to take him out. For a moment, she remembered the last time He Xiaoqin touched Jiang Ci's hand. The scene where she kept begging for mercy was because He Xiaoqin touched Jiang Ci's hand and angered Jiang Ci, so she had a headache and heard the bell.

Su Yue's hand turned to pull on the hem of Jiang Ci's black pajamas, "Let's go."

The living room is quiet.

Su Yue approached Jiang Ci to see his wound. The man's pale face was scratched with a finger-length wound. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the skin on the surface was scratched. It should have been the iron frame next to it fell off. Hit him.

"Your left face is already disfigured, do you want a symmetry on your right face?" she whispered, "I'm not afraid of being ugly."

Jiang Ci was sitting beside the bed, Su Yue was very close, and he smelled the faint scent of milk on her body again. His eyelids were lifted lazily, not caring, "I can't see it anyway." Ugly was not as ugly as his eyes.

Su Yue was taken aback: "..."

She took a deep breath, carefully wiped the blood from his face with a cotton swab, and then dipped it in disinfectant.

"pain?"

Feeling the muscles on the man's face twitching, Su Yue quickly eased her strength and gently blew on his wound.

There was a strange feeling on his face, and Jiang Ci tightened his face.

His face was pale, and now there was a scar, which made him look a bit pitiful, and Su Yue's movements of applying medicine became more gentle.

"Are you sure you can apply medicine?" Jiang Ci sneered.

This man is too embarrassed to despise her!

Su Yue glared at him, met the man's dark eyes without any focus, and lowered her eyes again. Tear off the hemostatic sticker, and she stuck it directly on his wound.

With the burning scar on one side and the ugly hemostatic sticker on the other, this face is really unsightly.

"Why didn't you ask me to help you?" She is not a hard-hearted person. If he asks her for help, she will answer.

Jiang Ci turned his head, because Su Yue was very close to him, and the milk smell on the tip of his nose became clearer.

Su Yue blinked and looked at the straight bridge of the nose of the man in front of her. Inexplicably, her face was a little hot, especially when she met Shang Jiangci's eyes at close range. Even if she knew that the other party couldn't see her, she still had the panic of falling into a bottomless pit. feel.

Jiang Ci's thin lips curled up, "I called you ten times. However, you slept soundly and snored."

Su Yue blushed and became hot. "You lie, I never snort when I sleep." After speaking, she realized that her current body is not hers, and fat people are indeed prone to snoring.

Even if Jiang Ci couldn't see it, she felt that her face was already on fire.

lose weight!

Must lose weight!

"I fell asleep very late last night, so I slept quite deeply."

Su Yue glanced at the big bed behind her and complained, "Jiang Ci, I want to sleep on the bed, the sofa is too small, which seriously affects my sleep quality." Before she put it on, the mattress she slept on was top-notch, even outside During filming, the hotel accommodation conditions are also very good. Where is it like now, I can only sleep on a sofa in frustration.

This small western-style building has only two rooms, one is Jiang Ci's room, and the other is Jiang Haoyan's room. The original owner hated Jiang Ci. Since the original owner married Jiang Ci, the two have never slept in the same bed.

In my memory, in winter, the original owner slept on the sofa and was half dead. She didn't want to be so stupid and put the big comfortable bed to sleep.

"You want to go to my bed?" Jiang Ci reached out and wiped the hemostatic patch on his face. Hearing Su Yue's words, he raised his eyebrows and his voice was cold.

No matter how dark the complexion of Su Yue's face was, she also revealed a redness at this moment: "..."

She took another deep breath, her voice mumbled softly, but with a bit of annoyance, "We are husband and wife, this bed is half of mine!" What does it mean to go to his bed!

Jiang Ci snorted, "Whatever you want, but if you disturb my sleep, I will throw you out of bed!"

"No, I've always slept well." Su Yue thought of the snoring he said just now, and her face turned red again, "If you're worried, we can divide the world of Chu, He and Han."

Jiang Ci hummed and didn't respond.

It was a young maid who brought breakfast today.

The servant held the box full of breakfast, lowered his head, and walked into the room timidly, "Master Jiang Ci, Young Madam, breakfast is here."

"Put it on the table."

Su Yue looked at the young servant, looking at the other's trembling hands and the gesture of wanting to lower her head to the ground, Su Yue pursed her lips, tsk, another person who is afraid of Jiang Ci.

After getting along for the past two days, Su Yue relied on herself to know when Jiang Ci was angry, and most of her fear of him disappeared. When she didn't first meet, she was so afraid of him.

At this time, Jiang Haoyan appeared in the room on time with the coriander in his arms. The coriander was not small, and the little guy was obviously struggling to hold it. He staggered to Jiang Ci's side, looked up at him with his little head raised, his big eyes bright, "Dad, good morning."

"Well." Jiang Ci nodded, in response to him.

"Dad, what's wrong with your face?" Jiang Haoyan's milky voice was a little anxious when he saw Jiang Ci's face was stuck with a hemostatic sticker. He used it when he hurt his finger before, knowing that it was only used when he was injured.

"Scratch it." Jiang Ci didn't care.

"Dad hurts, Haohao will give you a huhu." Said, the little guy stood on tiptoe, trying to get close to Jiang Ci and give him a huhu.

"No need, let's have breakfast." Jiang Ci was tall even when he was sitting. How could a small body like this little guy reach him?

Jiang Haoyan's big eyes were a little lost, he nodded and sat down obediently in his exclusive seat, "Okay."

Su Yue put the prepared corn porridge in front of Jiang Haoyan and took the initiative to greet the little guy, "Morning, Xiao Haohao."

Jiang Haoyan glanced at Jiang Ci and found that his father was expressionless. He looked at Su Yue again, pouted his little mouth, and reluctantly replied, "Morning." He is a polite and good boy.

Su Yue brought another bowl of polenta to Jiang Ci.

The sweetness of the porridge continued to radiate with the heat, Jiang Ci frowned and said coldly, "Where's my cake?"

"What cake?" How can anyone eat such a sweet breakfast in the morning?

"Dad likes mango cake the most." Jiang Haoyan said with a stern face and a milky voice.

Hao Hao likes it too.

The servant next to her was stunned for a moment, then she trembled in fright. She actually...forgot to take the cake that Young Master Jiang Ci likes to eat!

"Master Jiang Ci, I... I forgot to take it. I'll bring it to the kitchen immediately." Yesterday, the housekeeper told her what to pay attention to when delivering food to Xiaoyanglou. She didn't expect that she was so nervous today that she forgot Put the cake in the box too.

Jiang Ci's thin lips lifted, half a smile, "Forgot to take it? Why didn't you forget to take it in your head?"

The young servant turned pale with fright, "Master Jiang Ci, yes... I'm sorry, I won't forget it next time."

"Go to the housekeeper to explain the reason, then pack up and get out." Jiang Ci was expressionless, and his voice was clear and cold.

"Master?"

The servant didn't expect that Jiang Ci would fire her because of such a trivial matter. She was anxious. After all, even if she was a servant in Jiang's family, the salary she received was twice as high as that of the white-collar workers outside. She didn't want to lose it at all. This job. "Master Jiang Ci, please don't dismiss me, it's my fault, I'm going to bring the cake right now..."

"Noisy, go out." Jiang Ci frowned, looking impatient.

The servant opened her mouth, where did she dare to say one more word, she slumped her shoulders, and retreated in despair.

"You fired her just because she forgot to send her cakes?" Su Yue looked at Jiang Ci.

"If you make a mistake, you have to take responsibility." Jiang Ci spooned the polenta in the bowl with a look of disgust, "She admitted that it was her own mistake, do you sympathize with her?"

"She forgot to give Dad's favorite cake. It's not right." Jiang Haoyan also spoke up. ,he is very angry.

Su Yue opened her mouth, but she couldn't refute it.

The view from the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa is the best in the whole villa, and the area of ​​the room is also the largest in the villa.

"What's the matter? You don't want me to go?" Seeing the dazed appearance of the little charming wife, Jiang Muhang's eyes rarely overflowed with a smile.

Jiang Xuan came back to her senses, her pale white face became hot, and she quickly denied, "No." She stood on tiptoe slightly, helped Jiang Muhang tie a tie, and said softly, "Next month is your birthday, I am here. What would I like to give you as a present?"

Jiang Muhang hooked his lips, and his handsome face became more handsome and charming, "Then I'll wait for you to surprise me."

After Jiang Muhang left, Jiang Xuan pushed open the glass door of the small balcony and walked out. From this position, she could clearly see the small western-style building in the back garden, where her husband lived in her previous life.

The back garden, which was originally full of flowers, is now bare, and the air seems to exude a fishy smell of soil.

And the memories of her last life, like this earthy smell, made her dislike it very much!