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

Chapter 203: Dreams are Important
Jiang Zhixun came back with food, but Shen Qingqing hadn't finished her work yet.

He didn't rush her, but put the folding table in place and placed the stool in Shen Qingqing's usual position.

Then put the dishes away.

The food is in the lunch box and won’t get cold for a while.

They would eat whenever she finished work.

The dormitory space is small, and although doing this takes up some space, there are many important things on Shen Qingqing's desk, and it would be troublesome if it was soiled by food.

Jiang Zhixun got her a small dining table that could be placed in the corner when not in use and would not take up space.

This was exactly what Shen Qingqing wanted.

Jiang Zhixun set the table and Shen Qingqing finished grading the homework.

Saying that I was hungry wasn't entirely a lie to Jiang Zhixun.

Now seeing the hot food and smelling the delicious food, I feel even hungrier!
I took a bun to eat first.

It was her favorite pork vermicelli filling.

Jiang Zhixun said, "The day after tomorrow, when your break is over, go home and ask Mom to make you dumplings or steamed buns. They'll have more fillings than this and be more fragrant."

Shen Qingqing: "I'm not a child. I have to go home every now and then to have a snack."

Jiang Zhixun: "In their hearts, you are indeed a child."

Especially the old man, who was always worried that Qingqing would be angry if he came to school, and almost locked him at home.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhixun was both angry and amused.

Even so, he still wanted them to remarry.

Is it possible if he doesn't take the initiative?
Always holding us back!

Shen Qingqing thought about it. Jiang Zhixun came to school every day recently, but if you count the days, she hasn't returned to the compound for a long time.

If he doesn't want the money returned to Jiang Zhixun, then just return the old man's money first.

Although her elders didn't care about it, it was not a small amount of money, and she would always be worried about it if she didn't pay it back.

As she said before, if she is in urgent need of money, she will still ask her elders for help.

Only after she had borrowed and returned the money would she ask for it again.

Paying back the money does not mean becoming estranged.

Instead, it means that she wants to maintain this relationship.

"Then we can take the food back and buy a roast duck, and we won't have to cook anything else."

"Okay, it's up to you."

The two of them sat facing each other on a small stool. Jiang Zhixun's long legs were leaning towards Shen Qingqing.

Put the lean meat into Shen Qingqing's bowl.

Shen Qingqing blocked it with her hand and said, "I'll pick it up myself."

The man glared at her, "Do you dislike me?"

His eyes were a little dangerous, but Shen Qingqing was not afraid and deliberately contradicted him.

"There's your saliva on it."

The man stared at her lips, smiling, "We've kissed so many times, it's not like we haven't exchanged before."

"Jiang Zhixun!"

Shen Qingqing was thin-skinned, and her little face turned red in just a few seconds.

She has fair skin and can't hide it even if she wants to.

The earlobes and neck were all red.

It's like applying just the right amount of rouge, so beautiful.

Jiang Zhixun's Adam's apple rolled.

Those scenes of hugging and kissing involuntarily came to my mind.

Shen Qingqing felt something rub against her calf and initially thought it was an illusion until Jiang Zhixun stopped pretending and stayed close to her.

"Eat." Another piece of meat fell into the bowl.

Shen Qingqing wanted to cry but had no tears. "How can I eat if you are like this?"

The man looked puzzled, "I didn't tie your hands."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

Her hands were not tied, but it still disturbed her!

Seeing that she didn't move, Jiang Zhixun raised his eyebrows, "Do you need me to feed you?"

"It's not necessary."

While eating, she thought to herself that in the future she should learn from Jiang Zhixun and be thicker-skinned so that she would suffer less losses!
Eating is a serious matter, Jiang Zhixun didn't tease her at this time.

After four years abroad, she lost a lot of weight.

I have been busy with work since I returned to China. It has been such a long time, but I don’t feel like I have gained any weight.

His arms and legs were still so thin, as was his waist, and it looked like the slightest bend would hurt. Every time he tried to use force, he was afraid of hurting anyone.

She has to eat well.

Full.

Eat well!

So, not only did he put all the lean meat into Shen Qingqing's bowl, he also wanted her to taste the fatty meat.

"It's been stewed for a long time, but it's not greasy."

Shen Qingqing can accept meat with alternating fat and lean meat, and thinks it is very fragrant. When making braised pork at home, this is usually the one she chooses.

But if you eat braised pork outside, you won’t be so lucky.

Shen Qingqing didn't dare to eat the kind with only fat.

It’s not that she’s afraid of gaining weight, it’s just that the taste makes her feel so greasy that she has to stuff herself with a big mouthful of rice to relieve it.

In line with the principle of not wasting food, if Shen Qingqing ate alone, she might eat all the fat with rice.

But now that someone is responsible for dealing with the fat, she doesn't want to force it.

No matter what Jiang Zhixun said, she wouldn't try.

I didn't force her. As long as she kept eating lean meat and eggs, she could get enough nutrition.

Work was very tiring, so Shen Qingqing ate a meat bun and half a bowl of rice mixed with the braised pork broth.

The rest is left to Jiang Zhixun.

Eat everything cleanly without wasting anything.

Jiang Zhixun had just finished washing the dishes when Shen Qingqing told him to go home, "It's too late and unsafe."

"Do you really think of me as a patient?"

Shen Qingqing: "What else?"

She looked serious, not joking, but really thinking so.

Shen Qingqing knew that she was worrying too much, but she just couldn't control her mind and kept thinking about all sorts of things.

I was afraid that his old illness would relapse and he would go blind again.

Jiang Zhixun received her concern.

He bent down to hug Shen Qingqing, tilted his head to kiss her hair, "I'm fine, don't be afraid."

They had been dating for a while, and Shen Qingqing didn't hesitate and hugged Jiang Zhixun's thin waist.

"Anyway, we're not married yet, so it's not my turn to take care of you. What should I be afraid of?"

Someone pinched her waist and said, "Shen Qingqing, so this is what you were thinking!"

Not only did he pinch her, he also touched her waist.

Shen Qingqing was ticklish and tried to break free from his arms, but Jiang Zhixun refused to let go. She could only dodge left and right, but in the end she couldn't escape.

I laughed so hard that tears came out.

Panting, he said, "If you keep doing this..."

Jiang Zhixun responded very quickly, "If we don't break up, don't even think about it!"

Before Shen Qingqing could recover, he coaxed her softly, "I don't need you to take care of me, so don't be afraid of getting married."

"After we get married, everything I have will be yours."

Although he knew that Shen Qingqing had no intention of getting married and he had no intention of forcing her to marry, it was still necessary to find an opportunity to propose to her.

Maybe one day Qingqing will suddenly agree.

Jiang Zhixun had a nice idea, but unfortunately Shen Qingqing didn't respond to his suggestion.

After recovering, she pinched Jiang Zhixun's waist and said, "You're dreaming!"

Jiang Zhixun chuckled, "You should always have dreams. Maybe they will come true."

Knowing that she didn't want to get married, I dropped the topic.

If I continue talking about it, it will only make Qingqing unhappy. It’s better to let things take their course and have a good relationship.

He held Shen Qingqing's shoulders and kissed her on the forehead.

"I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow."

Shen Qingqing spoke quickly, "What about tomorrow?"

Seeing the playful smile on the man's face, Shen Qingqing frowned in annoyance.

"If you want to leave, leave now!"

Jiang Zhixun hummed, "Since my wife can't bear to leave me, then I'll accompany you for a while."

Shen Qingqing regretted it so much.

This person is good at taking advantage of others, but she still asked such a question.

After pushing Jiang Zhixun, I finally managed to get him out of the door.

As a result, his eyes met with Jiang's mother in the corridor.