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

Chapter 227 Don’t worry

The school is on vacation and there is no one in the dormitory.

Shen Qingqing was going to spend the New Year in the compound, so she simply brought all her luggage with her.

Worried that she didn't have enough clothes to change into, Jiang Zhixun went to the school to get clothes and daily necessities for Shen Qingqing.

Put them all in the bridal chamber upstairs.

In addition, I also brought her two books so that she can read them to pass the time when she is bored.

Shen Qingqing tutted, "How long do you want me to stay?"

Jiang Zhixun: "It depends on your mood."

Anyway, they are all in Beijing, no matter she lives in the compound or the school dormitory, he can go and accompany Qingqing whenever he is on vacation.

It doesn't matter where you live.

It’s not like he doesn’t have legs!
The holiday officially began, and after sitting on the train for such a long time, Shen Qingqing just wanted to sleep.

Lying on the sofa, with a soft pillow as her head, she looked relaxed, watching Jiang Zhixun help her organize her things.

"How virtuous."

Jiang Zhixun was stunned. He never expected that this word would be used on him one day.

Squatting beside the sofa, he stared at Shen Qingqing's soft lips, "I want a substantial reward."

Shen Qingqing blinked, "You still want a tip?"

She knew exactly what he meant.

But pretend not to know!
Jiang Zhixun pinched Shen Qingqing's jaw, his expression overbearing: "Don't play dumb."

He used a moderate amount of force so as not to hurt Shen Qingqing, but he also didn't allow her to leave.

She slapped the man's hand away and said, "Don't disturb my sleep."

Jiang Zhixun: "I haven't given the tip yet."

A kiss can also be considered a tip... Jiang Zhixun thought so.

Shen Qingqing opened her wallet and took a look at the man's attire: a shirt and a woolen vest, exactly the same style as his father's.

Fortunately, he has a handsome face and a good figure, and does not look old. Even simple clothes make him look noble.

After taking out the money and stuffing it into Jiang Zhixun's shirt collar, Shen Qingqing suppressed a smile and said, "Is that all right?"

The man slowly put the money into his pocket and said, "Teacher Shen is so generous, I can't let you suffer any loss."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Qingqing was suddenly picked up sideways. She was not mentally prepared at all and let out a low cry.

Afraid of being heard by the elders downstairs, he quickly shut his mouth.

"Jiang Zhixun, you're itching for trouble again!"

Stared at by those beautiful eyes, the evil nature in Jiang Zhixun's heart came out.

I wanted to tease Shen Qingqing even more.

He said seriously, "We have a deep friendship, so I can't take advantage of you. Can I do more work?"

The man's arms were strong and powerful, and Shen Qingqing was held steadily in his arms.

He shook his calf and said, "You are doing this for your own benefit!"

Jiang Zhixun curled his lips, "Yeah, for personal gain."

The double bed was newly bought when they got married. It was not the first time Shen Qingqing slept in the bridal chamber, but it was the first time with Jiang Zhixun.

The bedding was washed clean and soft, and Shen Qingqing could smell a faint scent of soap.

Then, she was surrounded by the man's breath again.

The train ride was tiring, so the first thing Shen Qingqing did when she returned to the compound was to take a shower.

Then we eat.

At this moment, she was wearing loose casual clothes, and her big hands with distinct joints had been pressed against Shen Qingqing's skin at some point.

His palms were burning hot, as if they were about to catch fire.

The temperature has risen and something called reason has left home.

Shen Qingqing's slender and well-proportioned long legs were originally bent, but at some point, they were wrapped around Jiang Zhixun's thin waist.

His arms were also around Jiang Zhixun's neck.

Especially proactive.

There was a smile in Jiang Zhixun's eyes. He liked Shen Qingqing very much.

Psychologically like it.

I like it physiologically too.

He didn't know how much weight he still held in Qingqing's heart. In short, it was not like the past when Qingqing's heart and eyes were filled with him. But Qingqing liked his touch. In this regard, they were very compatible and would be more harmonious in the future.

As time goes by, love grows, and his position in Qingqing's heart will definitely become higher and higher.

Jiang Zhixun is sure of this!
Move your hand down to the flat, soft belly without a trace of fat.

Stayed for a moment.

Just as he was about to continue, he suddenly heard a noise downstairs and his fingertips stopped stroking.

"Qingqing, what do you want to eat tonight? Your dad and I are going out for a while and want to buy some food."

Jiang's mother's voice came from downstairs, followed by the sound of someone coming up the stairs.

Shen Qingqing woke up instantly.

He was too nervous and burst out with amazing strength, pushing Jiang Zhixun away.

Jiang's mother walked to the stairs and subconsciously glanced at the guest room. Her son's things were still there, but there was no one in sight.

The steps paused.

It was broad daylight, she shouldn't have disturbed the couple, right?
Jiang's mother was not sure and was struggling over whether to go to their wedding room.

Shen Qingqing came out in slippers and said, "Brother Zhixun is helping me pack my things. Ask him what he wants to eat and let him decide."

After saying that, he hid in the bathroom.

Jiang's mother felt lost for a moment. It seemed that the young couple were not cultivating their relationship.

When I walked to the door, I saw my son tidying the bed sheets.

Jiang's mother: "I had it laid out well before I went to Shanghai..."

Jiang Zhixun: “It’s messed up.”

Mother Jiang: “…”

He pressed his chest with an exaggerated expression.

Jiang's mother was in a state of mixed emotions. She felt that this was normal, but was also a little worried.

He reminded her in a low voice, "You two haven't remarried yet. It seems Qingqing won't give in for a while. You better be careful. What if Qingqing gets pregnant?"

Getting married is easy and they have no objection.

I’m afraid Qingqing will think they are doing this on purpose and using the child to force her to get married.

She had always disliked these things, and now that the couple had finally made some progress, Jiang's mother didn't want to cause any trouble.

These two kids are not young anymore, how many more eight years can they have to deal with this?

It’s best to just keep going on like this peacefully and steadily!
Jiang Zhixun's mouth twitched, "You really think highly of me."

Until now, they have not yet broken through the last step. Where can they conceive a child?

Qingqing doesn't even want to get married, and probably doesn't want children either. He respects Qingqing's decision.

Don't disregard everything for your own desires.

He won't do anything risky.

Unless one day Qingqing nods and says she wants a child.

Jiang's mother didn't quite understand what he meant. "Anyway, you should be more careful. You're already a grown-up, so you should be more aware of what you're doing."

"Ah."

Jiang's mother said, "How about I go to the hospital and get you some birth control supplies?"

In the bathroom, Shen Qingqing heard this clearly and quickly turned on the faucet to splash cold water on her face, but it didn't help with the burning sensation.

Whoever does that will have to worry about it!
Jiang Zhixun also has his moments of shamelessness. He coughed fakely and said, "Don't talk nonsense. We are innocent."

Jiang's mother was speechless. "I'm not doing this for you."

Jiang Zhixun: "Don't worry about it."

"I don't want to care either, it's just that you guys are too careless!"

If I had gotten married and lived a good life back then, why would I be worrying about these things now?
Jiang Zhixun abruptly changed the subject, "Aren't you going to buy groceries?"

"Ah."

Without bringing up that topic again, he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Drink kelp and pork rib soup."

"Okay, Qingqing likes this. She used to love soaking rice in kelp soup."

Shen Qingqing would feel embarrassed if she knew that she was staying in the house.

After Jiang Zhixun finished ordering the dishes, Jiang's mother came downstairs.