Chapter 222 I Won't Mess Up
After making a fuss for a few minutes, Shen Qingqing fixed her hair and clothes in front of the bathroom mirror.

The lips are too red.

I took a sip, but it didn't return to normal.

Jiang Zhixun hugged her from behind, his eyes also falling on Shen Qingqing's lips.

"It looks great, just like lipstick."

Looking at her slightly swollen lips, Shen Qingqing wanted to cry but had no tears, "This is too obvious."

Jiang Zhixun: "Be gentler next time."

A short separation is better than a new marriage. This time we hadn’t seen each other for too long, so I didn’t control my behavior well.

Next time, he will definitely be gentle.

No trace will be left.

Shen Qingqing didn't believe his nonsense. "If your mother finds out, I'll say I was bitten by a mosquito."

In the mirror, the corners of the man's mouth curled up in a threatening manner.

"My mother will be very happy. She will be eager to pack me up and put me in your bed."

Shen Qingqing twisted her upper body and covered Jiang Zhixun's mouth.

"Could you please speak more politely?"

Eyes as sharp as an eagle are now filled with tenderness.

Jiang Zhixun said: "What I said was the truth."

Wasn't it just to create an opportunity for them when I was clamoring to get another room?

Shen Qingqing pinched his face and said, "Shame on you!"

She broke free from Jiang Zhixun's arms and walked out of the room.

On the other side, Jiang's mother had also packed up and was ready to go out at any time.

Afraid that someone would notice the abnormality on her lips, Shen Qingqing lowered her head when she entered the door and applied a thin layer of lipstick before she dared to look Jiang's mother in the eye.

They only stayed for about ten minutes, and when Jiang Zhixun mentioned the farce downstairs, Jiang's mother didn't think much of it.

Just ask: "Is that person gone?"

Shen Qingqing nodded, "Brother Zhixun said that the staff reported it to the police, so they should have gone to the police station."

Shuxian's incident affected more than just Shen Qingqing.

Jiang's mother said, "I hope she can have some self-awareness. If she makes trouble again, I will definitely scold her."

When people get along with each other, it is important to be polite and reciprocate.

Even if there are frictions in normal times, we cannot stand idly by when something big happens.

They ignored Qingqing back then, but now they want Qingqing to give them money. I don’t know where they get such nerve!
To Shen Qingqing, this was just a small matter, and there was no need to ruin her mood for someone who was not worth it.

"Let's go and eat first."

Jiang's mother nodded repeatedly, "Zhixun must be hungry, let's eat first and then go shopping slowly."

Jiang Zhixun followed their arrangements.

Anyway, he came to Shanghai just to see Qingqing, so he would accompany her no matter what she wanted to do.

Jiang's mother and Shen Qingqing were holding hands, and Jiang Zhixun followed Shen Qingqing's side.

In order not to affect others' walking, I deliberately lagged behind by two steps.

Shen Qingqing kept looking back at him involuntarily. The third time, Jiang Zhixun couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I won't lose you, Teacher Shen, don't worry."

Shen Qingqing also felt that she had an occupational disease.

He said stiffly, "Follow closely."

Jiang Zhixun thought she was so cute at the moment. He just happened to come to a spacious place and took two quick steps to Shen Qingqing's side.

"Teacher Shen, don't lose me."

When her finger was hooked, a red cloud instantly appeared on Shen Qingqing's face.

He patted Jiang Zhixun's hand and signaled him with his eyes not to cross the line.

Jiang Zhixun raised his eyebrows, his tone was indifferent, but his words were really asking for a beating, "Mom, Shen Qingqing hit me."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

They had already arrived at the night market, and Jiang's mother was turning her head to look at the things on the stalls.

When he heard his son complain, he didn't even turn his head and said, "You deserve it."

Jiang Zhixun: “…”

Shen Qingqing almost laughed out loud.

Where Jiang's mother couldn't see, he pinched the back of Jiang Zhixun's hand again.

Looking at the red mark on it, Jiang Zhixun was in a good mood.

Just think of it as a gift from Qingqing. Some people want to be beaten by her, but they don't even have the chance!

Looking at the half-smile on Jiang Zhixun's face, Shen Qingqing felt that this man was very naughty.

She wanted to pinch him again, but was afraid that Jiang Zhixun would be even happier, so she could only suppress the urge to do so in her heart.

After walking around for a short while, they found a snack stand that sold freshly made food. Shen Qingqing ordered her favorite pan-fried buns and warm rice dumplings.

I wanted to let Jiang's mother and Jiang Zhixun taste it, so I also ordered eight-treasure rice.

Jiang's mother wanted to try everything, so she went next door to buy spicy hot pot, egg pancakes and barbecue skewers.

We ordered a little of each and filled the table.

Shen Qingqing was born in Shanghai and always felt that she was the host and needed to take good care of the guests.

Ask Jiang Zhixun, "What else do you want to eat?"

Jiang Zhixun really enjoyed being taken care of by Shen Qingqing. "Eat first, and then buy something you want to eat later."

"also."

The night market is very lively and full of the atmosphere of fireworks.

Sitting by the stall, Shen Qingqing once again felt that returning to China was a very good and correct decision.

Even without Jiang Zhixun by her side, she would still be living a good life.

I took a skewer of barbecue, it was very fragrant.

Shen Qingqing is in a better mood!
Jiang Zhixun sat opposite, his eyes never leaving Shen Qingqing.

Seeing that there was dipping sauce on the corner of her mouth, he naturally took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to her.

The movements were so skillful that Jiang's mother couldn't ignore them.

Did this kid deliberately expose his relationship with Qingqing?

Shen Qingqing thought so too.

But she couldn't warn Jiang Zhixun in front of Jiang's mother.

I could only take the tissue and wipe the corners of my mouth, then continue eating the kebab in my hand.

Jiang's mother pretended not to see anything and tried the snacks on the table.

My favorite food is glutinous rice.

It's very sweet and has red bean paste in it.

“I don’t know if it’s complicated to make, otherwise we can make it at home.”

Shen Qingqing said: "I can do it, I'll show you my skills during the New Year."

Shen Qingqing is good at hands-on work.

She used to rent a house and did all the laundry, cooking and cleaning by herself.

Steamed Eight Treasure Rice is very simple. She has made it several times and it tastes very good.

Just prepare the materials.

Jiang Zhixun thought of the years of separation, and his happily beating heart began to feel suffocated.

He felt guilty.

Shen Qingqing really suffered a lot of grievances during those years.

A long time has passed, but every time Jiang Zhixun thinks of it, he feels heartbroken.

That's his fault.

He could never erase it.

He took a deep breath calmly and said, "You teach me, and I'll do it when the time comes."

Shen Qingqing was not polite to him, "Don't make things worse and mess it up."

The man looked serious, "I won't mess it up."

He has realized his mistake and will not mess it up again.

It’s not just about making eight-treasure rice.

He will also try his best to maintain the relationship between him and Qingqing.

Maybe it was because Jiang Zhixun's eyes were too serious, and those deep eyes seemed to contain a feeling of destroying the world. Shen Qingqing didn't dare to look him in the eye.

She hopes Jiang Zhixun will be devoted to her.

But she couldn't return the same passionate feelings, which made Shen Qingqing instinctively want to avoid it.

Jiang Zhixun understood her feelings.

In the past, it was Qingqing who struggled to maintain their relationship. She gave so much but didn't get a good result. It's human nature to have no confidence in relationships.

His current situation is countless times better than Qingqing's back then. What else can he ask for?
He said softly, "Trust me this time."

Shen Qingqing glanced at him quickly and said, "It depends on your performance."


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