Jiang Zhixun brought back food, but Shen Qingqing hadn’t finished her work yet.
He didn’t rush her; instead, he set up the small folding table and placed a small stool in Shen Qingqing’s usual spot.
Then he set out the bowls and chopsticks.
The food was kept in the lunchbox, so it wouldn’t get cold for a while.
When she finished work, they would eat.
The dorm room was small, and although this setup took up space, Shen Qingqing had many important things on her desk. If they got dirty with food, it would be problematic.
Jiang Zhixun got her a small dining table that could be put in the corner when not in use, taking up no space.
This was exactly to Shen Qingqing’s liking.
Once Jiang Zhixun set the food out, Shen Qingqing had finished grading the assignnts.
Saying she was hungry wasn’t entirely to trick Jiang Zhixun.
Seeing the steaming food now, and slling its aroma, she felt even hungrier!
She took a bun to eat first.
It was filled with her favorite pork and vermicelli.
Jiang Zhixun said, "The day after tomorrow, once the school break is over, let’s go ho. Mom can make dumplings or steam buns with more filling, even tastier than these."
Shen Qingqing replied, "I’m not a child. I can’t go ho every few days just to treat myself."
Jiang Zhixun quipped, "In their eyes, you are indeed a child."
Especially the old man, always worried that his school visits would anger Qingqing, almost wanting to lock him at ho.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhixun felt both amused and annoyed.
Even so, they hoped for their remarriage.
If he didn’t take the initiative, would it be possible?
Always holding him back!
Shen Qingqing thought for a mont; recently, Jiang Zhixun ca to school every day, but she realized it had been a long ti since she had been ho.
Jiang Zhixun refused to accept the money she tried to give back, so she decided to first repay the old man.
Although the elders didn’t bring these matters up with her, it was a significant amount. Leaving it unsettled kept it lingering in her mind.
Just like she said before, should she need money urgently, she would still ask the elders for help.
Repaying debts maintained her openness for future requests.
Repaying debts doesn’t signify alienation.
Instead, it indicates her desire to maintain this relationship well.
"Then let’s bring so dishes back and buy a roast duck, so we won’t need to cook anything else."
"Alright, your call."
The two sat facing each other on small stools, Jiang Zhixun’s long legs almost extending to Shen Qingqing’s side.
He picked the lean at to put in Shen Qingqing’s bowl.
Shen Qingqing held up her hand to stop him, "I’ll get it myself."
The man gave her a sidelong glance, "Disgusted by ?"
His gaze was a bit dangerous, but Shen Qingqing wasn’t afraid and deliberately contradicted him.
"It’s got your saliva on it."
The man stared at her lips, half-smiling, "We’ve kissed so many tis, it’s not like we haven’t exchanged saliva."
"Jiang Zhixun!"
Shen Qingqing’s face turned red in an instant, her skin was fair, so there was no hiding it.
Her earlobes and neck turned crimson, as if painted with just the right amount of blush, extrely beautiful.
Jiang Zhixun’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
The scenes of hugs and kisses unbidden appeared in his mind’s eye.
Shen Qingqing felt her calf brushed against him at first she thought it was an illusion until Jiang Zhixun couldn’t pretend anymore, sticking close to her.
"Eat." Another piece of at fell into her bowl.
Shen Qingqing was exasperated, "How can I eat like this?"
The man looked puzzled, "I haven’t tied your hands."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
Her hands weren’t tied, but he still disrupted her!
Seeing her not making a move, Jiang Zhixun raised his brow, "Need to feed you?"
"No need at all."
While eating, she secretly thought that she should learn from Jiang Zhixun, be thicker-skinned to suffer less!
Eating is a serious matter, Jiang Zhixun didn’t tease her at such tis.
In the four years abroad, she lost a lot of weight.
Back in the country, she was busy working, but for quite so ti now, it seed she hadn’t put on any weight.
Her arms and legs were still so thin, as was her waist, like she’d break if lightly pressed.
Every ti, he didn’t dare use too much force, afraid of hurting her.
He needed her to eat well.
Eat to fullness.
Eat heartily!
So he picked the lean at to put in Shen Qingqing’s bowl, also wanting her to taste the fatty pieces.
"It’s been stewed a while, it’s not greasy."
Shen Qingqing could accept at that alternated between fatty and lean parts and found it quite tasty. At ho, this was often the choice for braised pork.
But when dining out on braised pork, she wasn’t always so lucky.
If it was only fatty at, Shen Qingqing wouldn’t dare eat it.
Not because she was afraid of getting fat, just the texture made her feel sick, requiring a large mouthful of rice to offset it.
With a principle of not wasting, if Shen Qingqing ate alone, she might accompany it with rice to finish the fatty parts.
But now that soone else handled the fatty at, she wouldn’t force it.
No matter what Jiang Zhixun said, she wouldn’t try it.
He didn’t force her; as long as there was lean at and eggs, she could still get her nutrients.
Working took a lot of energy, Shen Qingqing ate a at bun and mixed a small half-bowl of rice with braised pork sauce.
The rest was left for Jiang Zhixun to finish.
They ate everything clean, not wasting a bit.
As soon as Jiang Zhixun finished washing the dishes, Shen Qingqing urged him to head ho, "It’s not safe if it’s too late."
"Truly treating like an invalid?"
Shen Qingqing replied, "What else?"
Her expression was serious, not teasing, but genuinely thinking so.
Shen Qingqing knew her worries were overblown, but she couldn’t control her thoughts, always pondering various improbable scenarios.
Afraid his old ailnt would relapse, causing blindness again.
Her concern was received by Jiang Zhixun.
He bent over to hug Shen Qingqing, leaning over to kiss her hair, "I’m alright, don’t worry."
Having been together for so ti, Shen Qingqing didn’t shy away, returning the hug around Jiang Zhixun’s slender waist.
"Besides, we’re not married, so taking care of you isn’t my responsibility, why should I be afraid?"
His waist was pinched, "Shen Qingqing, so this was your plan!"
Not only pinching, he also tickled her sides.
Shen Qingqing was ticklish, trying to wriggle out of his embrace, but Jiang Zhixun didn’t let go, leaving her to dodge left and right, ultimately unable to escape.
She laughed until tears nearly ca.
Breathless, she warned, "If you keep this up..."
Jiang Zhixun swiftly responded, "No breaking up, don’t even think about it!"
Before Shen Qingqing could recover, he softly coaxed her, "I don’t need you to take care of , don’t be afraid of marriage."
"Once we’re married, everything of mine will be yours."
Though aware that Shen Qingqing had no intentions of marrying, he didn’t plan to pressure her, but occasionally proposing was necessary.
You never know, Qingqing might unexpectedly agree one day.
Jiang Zhixun cherished this thought, but unfortunately, Shen Qingqing didn’t humor him.
Once she caught her breath, she pinched Jiang Zhixun’s waist, "You’re dreaming!"
Jiang Zhixun chuckled silently, "Dreams should exist, they might co true."
Understanding she didn’t want to marry, he shelved that topic.
Continuing it could only upset Qingqing, better to go with the flow and enjoy dating.
He held Shen Qingqing by the shoulders, planting a kiss on her forehead.
"I’ll co to pick you up the day after tomorrow."
Shen Qingqing quickly said, "What about tomorrow?"
Seeing the teasing smile on his face, Shen Qingqing regretted her slip of the tongue.
"If you’re leaving, then go!"
Jiang Zhixun humd in response, "Since my wife is reluctant to see go, I’ll stay a bit longer with you."
Shen Qingqing regretted it imnsely.
This man was good at following up on hints, and she had unnecessarily opened her mouth.
Pushing Jiang Zhixun, she eventually managed to escort him out.
Only to find herself locking eyes with Madam Jiang in the hallway.
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