After three years of marriage, she didn't go home? 70's Jiaojiao wants a divorce

Chapter 177: Beat it up with a rake

After taking care of Jiang Zhixun and helping him finish his meal, Shen Qingqing poured some water and wrung out a wet towel for him to wipe his hands.

This time the man was very well behaved and cooperative, and he no longer pretended to be pitiful.

This caused Shen Qingqing to look at Jiang Zhixun's expression again and again, trying to get a glimpse of his true thoughts.

"What are you looking at?"

Shen Qingqing was surprised and asked uncertainly, "Are your eyes healed?"

Jiang Zhixun shook his head.

"Then how do you know..."

The man looked arrogant and said, "It's based on my intuition."

Every time Qingqing's eyes fell on him, his body would tense up and his heart would beat faster.

You can sense it without even looking.

Shen Qingqing herself was sensitive to gazes and did not suspect that Jiang Zhixun was making it up.

He calmly looked away and asked, "What kind of treatment do you need later? Do you need to take medicine?"

"You need to eat and receive rehabilitation treatment."

Shen Qingqing asked, and Jiang Zhixun answered, as obediently as a primary school student.

It was so different from his irritating appearance that Shen Qingqing was a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"What medicine should I take now?"

Jiang Zhixun listed the names of the medicines one by one, and they were exactly the ones on the cabinet, without missing a single one.

Shen Qingqing was cautious and went to the doctor's office to ask again.

Jiang Zhixun was at a loss for words, "My body is my own, how can I betray myself?"

Shen Qingqing: "Who knows? Maybe you're not in the right mindset and want to be cruel to yourself."

Jiang Zhixun snorted, feeling insulted. "I'm a patient! Watch your words!"

Shen Qingqing asked calmly: "So?"

The man looked at her aggrievedly, "Can you be a little gentler to me?"

Shen Qingqing felt that she was already very gentle.

If it were someone else, they would not take care of their sick ex-husband!

He said coldly, "Don't push your luck."

I put a handful of pills in his palm and put the water cup in his other hand, "Eat!"

Jiang Zhixun moved his hand and two small pills fell from between his fingers.

He didn't notice it, put the medicine into his mouth and swallowed it with warm water.

Shen Qingqing had no choice but to pick up the small pill on the quilt and stuff it directly into Jiang Zhixun's mouth.

The man was a little confused and subconsciously bit the soft fingertips.

Then he rubbed it with his teeth, as if trying to figure out what Shen Qingqing had stuffed into him.

"Jiang Zhixun!"

Shen Qingqing's face turned red and heat rose up, as if it was about to burn.

I wanted to pull my hand back, but he was holding it in his mouth. Unless I wanted to get my skin scratched, I couldn't pull it back without him releasing his strength.

The posture was too ambiguous, and Shen Qingqing felt like fainting.

His chest was heaving and his breathing was irregular.

"Let go now!"

Realizing that what he was holding in his mouth was Shen Qingqing's finger, Jiang Zhixun's reaction became slow.

My mind is a mess.

The teeth were no longer clenched.

But her lips were slightly pursed.

It's like holding some treasure in his mouth and he doesn't want to let go.

Shen Qingqing was really going crazy, especially when she felt something licking her fingertips.

His face instantly turned extremely red.

Not caring about anything else, he suddenly pulled his hand back.

She wiped it again and again with a tissue, then threw it at Jiang Zhixun angrily, "Are you sick?"

The light paper fell on my chest, not even tickling me.

Jiang Zhixun was agile and even though he couldn't see, he caught the falling paper accurately with his body's instinctive reaction.

His brows furrowed, his face full of confusion.

It took me a few seconds to realize that she must have wiped her hands with paper.

He swallowed the pill in his mouth and fumbled to put the cup of water on the bedside table beside him.

Then he said cautiously: "I can't see it, I don't know what you put in it, so..."

"Shut up!"

"Oh." The man shut his mouth obediently.

But the smile in her eyes could not be hidden. She leaned back on the pillow with a relaxed posture, and touched her lips with her slender fingers, as if she was savoring something.

Although he was lying in bed, his aggressiveness was not weakened at all.

Just that expression made Shen Qingqing's heart tighten.

He cursed angrily: "Rogue!"

The blush on Shen Qingqing's face spread rapidly, and even her ears and neck turned crimson.

Even though he couldn't see, Jiang Zhixun could imagine what she looked like at the moment.

She has been a shy little girl since her teenage years.

For some reason, he felt a little regretful. If only he could see what Qingqing looked like at this moment.

As soon as this thought came to mind, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in my sight.

Her outline was soft, and in the hazy morning light, it was vague and not very clear.

But the vivid expression went straight to his heart.

Jiang Zhixun reached out and accurately grabbed Shen Qingqing's wrist.

I wanted to tease her, asking if I needed her to wipe it again, but suddenly everything went dark in front of me and I couldn't see anymore.

Jiang Zhixun's expression froze for a moment, and a flash of disappointment passed through his eyes.

But it soon returned to normal.

The hand holding Shen Qingqing also loosened, and said in an ambiguous tone: "It's bitter, you need to drink water."

Shen Qingqing's emotions were stuck and she glared at him.

Put the cup of water in his hand and say, "Drink it, Daddy!"

Jiang Zhixun was choked by the shocking words and started coughing violently.

The cup in his hand shook, and some water splashed onto the quilt.

Shen Qingqing was quick to help, but she didn't dare to scold Jiang Zhixun anymore, for fear that he would become emotionally agitated and the situation would become even more uncontrollable.

After coughing for a long time, Jiang Zhixun finally recovered.

There was an abnormal blush on her face, and it was obvious that her emotions were fluctuating greatly.

Shen Qingqing muttered to herself again: He is a patient.

Don't get emotional!
He handed the water to Jiang Zhixun and asked in a softer tone, "Do you want to drink?"

Jiang Zhixun took it and took a sip, only then did he suppress the foreign body sensation in his throat.

He said in a muffled voice, "Don't speak so frighteningly next time."

Shen Qingqing smiled wryly, "Comrade Jiang's ability to turn the tables is getting better day by day."

If he hadn't suddenly made that ambiguous move, she wouldn't have lost control of her temper.

Jiang Zhixun glanced away awkwardly, then realized that he couldn't see, and turned back awkwardly.

The logic is not right, but the moral is strong.

"I can't see, so I can only perceive things in other ways. Comrade Shen, you should understand, right?"

Shen Qingqing's expression was almost tense, and she squeezed out a word from between her teeth.

"Your method is quite peculiar then."

He could have let go, but he insisted...

Recalling the scene just now, the temperature on Shen Qingqing's face boiled again.

He fanned himself with his hands, trying to get rid of the dryness on his face.

When I looked at my finger, I saw a shallow bite mark on it.

The ambiguous scene lingers in my mind.

In a flash, even unfamiliar scenes appeared.

Jiang Zhixun kissed her fiercely.

In the bathroom, she was not wearing any clothes to cover herself, and was held naked in his arms.

Shen Qingqing didn't know whether it was her imagination or something that really happened in the past.

He quickly shook his head to drive the inappropriate scene for children out of his mind.

Coincidentally, Jiang Zhixun also thought of the intimate scene many years ago.

I thought, biting my fingers is nothing.

He even kissed her!

The kind of passionate kiss!
As he thought about it, a sense of restlessness surged in his body. Jiang Zhixun pulled the quilt awkwardly, not daring to continue the topic.

Instead, they said, "I'm going to do rehabilitation in a while. The doctor is here, so you can go do your own thing."

Shen Qingqing didn't bring her work with her and just sat on the stool waiting for the doctor.

Nor did he talk to Jiang Zhixun.

If it weren't for her perfume still lingering in the air, Jiang Zhixun would have thought she was gone.

(End of this chapter)