Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

The next second, the fruit knife in Tang Zong's hand slipped, and then the blade scratched his finger. Tang Zong gasped in pain: "Hiss..."

Ronnuo quickly looked over and saw a cut on Tang Zong's left and right index fingers, and blood quickly flowed out.

Tang Zong's hands were very beautiful, slender but strong, and whiter than a woman's. Each finger was like the green fingers that the Chinese use to describe women. Such hands were better than those of any pianist in the world.

Beautiful, just like this, a hand was cut because of peeling an apple, with bright red blood hanging on the fingertips. It looked like it made people feel distressed.

Rong Nuo frowned and took the knife and the horribly peeled apple from Tang Zong's hand, "Okay, don't show off if you don't know how to do it."

Tang Zong looked at Ronnuo aggrievedly, his eyes watery, "Nono, it hurts..."

When Rong Nuo met Tang Zong's eyes, she was powerless. The blood on Rong Tang Zong's fingers had begun to drip, which made her feel very painful.

Rong Nuo stood up: "You press the wound first, and I'll go get you a band-aid."

When Tang Zong heard this, he quit. He gave it to himself just to use a little trick to get closer to Rong Nuo. It didn't matter if she went to the prison guard.

Tang Zong grabbed Ronnuo with his uncut hand and said, "Nono, I'm fine. The wound doesn't count. There's no need to go to the prison guard. Today is Christmas Eve, so don't bother anyone."

Rong Nuo opened his eyes wide in surprise, unable to believe that these words came from Tang Zong's mouth.

Tang Zong can actually say that he doesn't want to trouble others? Oh my god, this is... really a miracle!

Rong Nuo looked at him for a while: "Forget it, I'd better go..."

Tang Zong quickly grabbed her and pulled her back, just sitting on his lap. Now Tang Zong was happy.

He put an arm around Ronnuo and said coquettishly: "Nono, you really don't need it, just press it for me."

Rong Nuo struggled twice: "Let me go first."

Tang Zong hugged Ronnuo tightly and said with a hint of grievance: "No, it's Christmas Eve. I don't have anyone to accompany you, and neither do you. How about we spend it together?"

Rong Nuo was stunned for a moment, yes today...Christmas Eve.

In the past... it was Xia Xuanmo who accompanied her.

On Christmas Eve spent with Xia Xuanmo, he would first peel a big, sweet apple for her and watch her finish it.

Xia Xuanmo's skill at peeling apples is very good, much better than that of Tang Zong...

Tang Zong is completely like a child who has not grown up. He can even hurt his hands by peeling an apple.

Rong Nuo suddenly shivered and felt uncomfortable from head to toe. Really, what did he want that person to do? Why did he compare Tang Zong with him?

When Tang Zong saw that Rong Nuo was distracted, he raised his head and gently bit Rong Nuo's earlobe: "No Nuo, my hand hurts."

Rong Nuo's whole body felt as if she had been electrocuted, numbing her body. She moved her body and said, "Don't move."

She tried hard to ignore the feeling Tang Zong had given her just now, and raised her hand to press the wound on Tang Zong's finger.

Tang Zong pouted his lips and said, "I didn't move. It was you who moved on me. It's not right for you to do this. I even reacted."

Rong Nuo's face turned red immediately. This... little shameless guy actually...

Rong Nuo couldn't control it, so he pressed harder, causing Tang Zong to utter an ouch: "No Nuo, it hurts so much, don't use so much force!"