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After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 227: Troublesome
Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Troublesome
The school is on holiday, and there’s no one in the dormitory.
Shen Qingqing plans to spend the New Year in the compound, so she simply brought all her luggage there.
Worried that she might not have enough clothes to change into, Jiang Zhixun even made a trip to the school to fetch clothes and daily necessities for Shen Qingqing.
He placed everything upstairs in the wedding room.
Besides that, he also brought her two books to pass the time when she’s bored.
Shen Qingqing clicked her tongue, "How long are you expecting me to stay here?"
Jiang Zhixun: "Depends on your mood."
Anyway, they’re both in Beijing, whether she stays at the compound or the school dormitory, as long as he has time off, he can accompany Qingqing.
Where to stay doesn’t matter.
After all, he has feet!
The holiday officially started, and after sitting on the train for so long, Shen Qingqing just wants to sleep now.
Lying on the sofa, resting on a soft pillow, she watches Jiang Zhixun helping her organize her things, looking relaxed.
"You’re really domestic."
Jiang Zhixun was stunned for a moment; he never thought this word would be used to describe him.
Squatting beside the sofa, he fixed his gaze on Shen Qingqing’s soft lips, "I want a substantial reward."
Shen Qingqing blinked, "You want a tip?"
She clearly knows what he means.
Yet pretends not to!
Jiang Zhixun pinched Shen Qingqing’s chin with a dominant expression, "Don’t play dumb."
He applied just the right amount of pressure, enough not to hurt Shen Qingqing but also not allowing her to leave.
She slapped his hand away, "Don’t disturb my sleep."
Jiang Zhixun: "I haven’t received my tip yet."
A kiss can also count as a tip... Jiang Zhixun thought.
Shen Qingqing opened her wallet, glanced at his attire—a shirt paired with a knitted vest, exactly like his father’s style.
Fortunately, with his handsome face and great physique, he doesn’t look old-fashioned; instead, he gives off an air of sophistication even in simple clothes.
She took out some money and stuffed it into Jiang Zhixun’s shirt collar, holding back a laugh, "Satisfied?"
The man slowly pocketed the money, "Since Teacher Shen is so generous, I can’t let you lose."
Just as he finished speaking, Shen Qingqing was suddenly scooped up horizontally, catching her completely off guard, making her cry out softly.
Afraid the elders downstairs might hear, she quickly closed her mouth.
"Jiang Zhixun, you’re itching for trouble again!"
Being stared at with those beautiful eyes, a mischievous side of Jiang Zhixun surfaced.
He wanted to tease Shen Qingqing even more.
He said seriously, "Our friendship is deep; I can’t take advantage of you. Let me do more work, alright?"
With strong arms, Shen Qingqing was securely held in his embrace.
She swung her little legs, "You’re taking advantage!"
Jiang Zhixun smiled, "Yes, taking advantage."
The double bed was newly bought when they got married; this wasn’t Shen Qingqing’s first time in the wedding room, but it was her first with Jiang Zhixun.
The bedding was clean, and sinking into the softness, Shen Qingqing could smell a faint soap scent.
Soon after, she was surrounded by the man’s presence.
Riding the train was exhausting; the first thing Shen Qingqing did when she returned to the compound was to take a shower.
Then she ate.
At this moment, she was wearing loose leisure clothes, and the well-defined large hand had somehow landed on Shen Qingqing’s skin.
His palm was scorching, as if it could ignite.
The rising temperature had already driven away all reason.
Shen Qingqing’s long, slender legs were originally bent but had somehow wrapped around Jiang Zhixun’s slim waist.
Her arms were also wrapped around Jiang Zhixun’s neck.
Very proactive.
There was a hint of amusement in Jiang Zhixun’s eyes; he really liked Shen Qingqing.
He liked her mentally.
He liked her physically, too.
He didn’t know how much weight he still held in Qingqing’s heart; it wasn’t like before when she only had eyes for him.
But Qingqing liked his touch; they were very compatible in this aspect, and it will become even more harmonious in the future.
With time, his place in Qingqing’s heart would surely grow higher.
Jiang Zhixun was sure of this!
His hand moved down to her smooth, soft belly with no flab.
He paused for a moment.
Just about to continue, suddenly he heard movement from downstairs, his caressing fingers stopped.
"Qingqing, what do you want for dinner? Your dad and I are going out for a bit and will get some things on the way back."
Madam Jiang’s voice came from downstairs, followed by the sound of her climbing the stairs.
Shen Qingqing instantly awoke.
Too tense, she burst out with surprising strength, pushing Jiang Zhixun away sharply.
Madam Jiang walked to the staircase, instinctively glanced at the guest room, her son’s things were still there, but there was no sign of him.
She paused her footsteps.
In broad daylight, she hoped she wasn’t disturbing the couple, right?
Madam Jiang wasn’t sure, conflicted about whether or not to go to their wedding room.
Then she saw Shen Qingqing coming out in slippers, "Brother Zhixun is helping me pack my things, you can ask him what he wants to eat; let him decide."
After speaking, she hid away in the bathroom.
Madam Jiang felt a brief pang of disappointment; it seemed the young couple wasn’t cultivating their relationship.
Walking to the door, she saw her son tidying the sheets.
Madam Jiang: "I had made the bed nicely before going to Shanghai..."
Jiang Zhixun: "Made a mess."
Madam Jiang: "..."
She pressed her heart, her expression a bit exaggerated.
She felt very conflicted, thinking that it was a normal thing but also somewhat worried.
She reminded in a low voice, "You two aren’t remarried yet, and it looks like Qingqing won’t change her mind soon. You better be careful; if... if Qingqing ends up pregnant, what then?"
Getting married is simple; they aren’t opposed to it.
They’re just afraid Qingqing might think it was intentional, using a child to push for marriage.
She’s already against these things, and now that the young couple is finally making progress, Madam Jiang didn’t want to stir up any trouble.
These two are not young anymore; how many more eight-year stretches do they have to mess around in?
It would be best if they continued like this steadily!
Jiang Zhixun’s mouth twitched, "You really think highly of me."
So far, they hadn’t crossed that final step; where would a child even come from?
Qingqing didn’t even want to get married, so she probably didn’t want children either; he respected Qingqing’s decision.
He won’t just throw caution to the wind for his desires.
He wouldn’t do anything risky.
Unless one day Qingqing nods and says she wants a child.
Madam Jiang didn’t quite grasp his meaning, "Anyway, just be careful, you’re adults now, you should know better."
"Hmm."
Madam Jiang added, "Shall I make a trip to the hospital to get you some family planning supplies?"
In the bathroom, Shen Qingqing heard every word clearly, she quickly turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on her face, but couldn’t suppress the burning sensation.
Who’s family needs their elders to worry about such things!
Even Jiang Zhixun had moments of shyness, he cleared his throat, "Please don’t say that, we’re innocent."
Madam Jiang was speechless, "I’m only doing this for your sake."
Jiang Zhixun: "Please stop worrying."
"I don’t want to meddle either; it’s just that you two are too troublesome!"
If they had gotten married back then and lived a good life, would they still be worrying about these things now?
Jiang Zhixun awkwardly changed the topic, "Weren’t you going to get groceries?"
"Hmm."
She didn’t bring up the other topic again and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I want kelp and pork rib soup."
"Alright, Qingqing likes this. She used to love having rice soaked in kelp soup."
Knowing that her presence in the room might make Shen Qingqing feel awkward, as soon as Jiang Zhixun finished ordering food, Madam Jiang went downstairs.
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