I originally planned to go back to sleep, but ended up not getting any rest.
Lounging in bed for a long ti, Shen Qingqing decided to get up, "I’m hungry."
Jiang Zhixun glanced at the lunchbox on the table.
Unsure if it’s gone cold.
He hugged Shen Qingqing tightly under the covers, "I’ll go boil so water, you get ready first, and I’ll buy new food later."
"No need, just heat it with hot water. It’ll do for now, and we’ll get sothing else to eat on the way."
Afraid Shen Qingqing would go hungry, Jiang Zhixun got out of bed decisively.
He stood by the bed, getting dressed.
His upper body still bare, showing fresh scratch marks on the back of his shoulders.
Shen Qingqing looked at her own hands, her nails trimd clean and neat, and she truly didn’t know when she had scratched him.
Ignoring those ambiguous marks, she only noticed how smooth the muscles on his back were.
Tan skin, exuding a sense of strength at first glance.
Jiang Zhixun’s face is flawless, and so is his body under the clothes.
Once again, Shen Qingqing felt her choice in partner was quite worth it.
At least, he’s pleasing to the eye, isn’t he?
Jiang Zhixun looked back at her, with a playful gaze, "Haven’t seen enough yet?"
As he turned around, his abs also ca into Shen Qingqing’s view.
Feeling her face heat up, Shen Qingqing fanned herself with her hand, "Can you maintain so decorum?"
The man raised an eyebrow, "It was you who took off my clothes, and now you’re the one complaining, Shen Qingqing, doesn’t this count as being contradictory?"
Shen Qingqing clutched the blanket to her chest defiantly, "You climbed onto the bed, and getting undressed is your own doing."
Jiang Zhixun couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Well, I’ll work harder next ti."
After the intimate act, the atmosphere between them beca even more subtle.
Jiang Zhixun’s gaze at Shen Qingqing was never innocent, but now it carried even more of an aggressive intent.
That’s the look a man gives to his woman.
Feeling embarrassed by his stare, Shen Qingqing retreated back under the covers.
Thinking of sothing, she tentatively touched the bed, looking at Jiang Zhixun with a hint of accusation, "You wash the sheets!"
Jiang Zhixun had already fastened the last button and bent down to kiss Shen Qingqing’s lips.
"Mm, I’ll handle it from now on."
Since their dorm didn’t have a bathroom, Jiang Zhixun had to go outside to get water. He left the room, carefully closing the door behind him.
Shen Qingqing quickly climbed out of bed, shivering as her skin t the cold air, breaking out in goosebumps.
With no ti to think, she quickly grabbed the clothes on the single sofa and put them on before Jiang Zhixun returned.
Jiang Zhixun returned with hot water, noticing she had dressed neatly, and hesitated to speak.
"What do you want to say?"
"Ahem!"
Jiang Zhixun cleared his throat, his ears completely red, and spoke quietly, "Don’t you need to wash up?"
Of course, she needed to wash.
Otherwise, she would feel uncomfortable, and it’s not hygienic.
Shen Qingqing stamred, "How can I wash while you’re here?"
Jiang Zhiyu wanted to say, they’re already at this point, so what’s the problem with washing in front of him?
If needed, he could even help!
"Ahem... I’ll go wash the sheets first, you take your ti."
Shen Qingqing ran her fingers through her hair a few tis, picked up her toothbrush and cup, "Let’s eat breakfast first, or it’ll get really cold."
Jiang Zhixun poured her so water, "Then wipe up a bit first, I’ll go stay in the corridor for a bit."
Shen Qingqing looked at him, "Am I being an, sending you out into the cold?"
Jiang Zhixun smirked with teasing eyes, "Should I stay, then?"
"Get out quickly."
Shen Qingqing refused without rcy.
Jiang Zhixun snorted, "Deny after putting on your pants."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
She wanted to retort a few more words, but Jiang Zhixun had already left, not giving her a chance to speak.
With him gone, Shen Qingqing no longer felt constrained, and quickly tidied herself up, taking out casual wear from the cabinet.
It was cold outside, wearing just a coat wasn’t enough, she needed a sweater as well.
Matching it with black dirt-resistant pants and flat shoes.
As Jiang Zhixun walked in, Shen Qingqing had just finished dressing.
"Did you peek, or how else could you co in exactly on ti?"
Jiang Zhixun felt embarrassed, "It’s just mutual understanding!"
Shen Qingqing gave him a suspicious look, which made the man imdiately defensive.
"Shen Qingqing, what do you an?"
"You’re quite impressive then."
Having initially been annoyed, and then smoothed over, Jiang Zhixun looked smug, "This is just the beginning, keep discovering more."
He opened the food boxes, one held red bean congee, the other had fried dough sticks.
Not freshly steaming hot from the stove, but still edible.
Possibly because their relationship had taken a step closer, Jiang Zhixun wanted to cling to Shen Qingqing even more.
Insisting that she sit on his lap.
Shen Qingqing rolled her eyes at him, "Stop goofing around."
Jiang Zhixun laughed in disbelief, "The requests you make, I go out of my way to fulfill, so how co I’m the one being accused of ssing around?"
"Shut up." Shen Qingqing couldn’t simply and openly discuss that matter.
"Shen Qingqing, are you feeling guilty?"
"You’re the one feeling guilty!"
Though Jiang Zhixun was usually silent and reticent, when it ca to debating, he could easily render soone speechless.
"Then it’s just you’re angry out of embarrassnt."
Shen Qingqing: "..."
Watching the man sprawled arrogantly on the sofa, she suddenly had the urge to pinch his face and wipe away his calm deanor.
As soon as this thought occurred, Shen Qingqing really did it.
Sitting on the man’s long, sturdy thighs, with her hands pinching his face, "Jiang Zhixun, your skin is really thick!"
Jiang Zhixun supported Shen Qingqing’s waist to prevent her from falling, leaning his head back against the sofa, looking as if he would let her do whatever she wanted.
Realizing she’d done sothing childish, Shen Qingqing felt awkward and tried to leave.
But was held tight by Jiang Zhixun, "Don’t go."
"I still have to eat."
"Eat just like this."
Shen Qingqing couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Mr. Jiang, please act normal, don’t be so exaggerated."
Jiang Zhixun didn’t think it was exaggerated.
These things should have been done countless tis during their three years of marriage.
But they dragged it out for a whole eight years.
Ti flies too quickly, Jiang Zhixun only wanted to follow his heart, not waste any more ti.
Suddenly, her lips were kissed, and Shen Qingqing looked up to find the man looking refreshed, "Do you need to feed you?"
Shen Qingqing didn’t need him to feed her.
Yet Jiang Zhixun wouldn’t let go.
She could only continue in that position on his lap and finish breakfast.
"So obedient." The man comnted, eyes filled with love almost to the brim.
Shen Qingqing: "..."
"Others who don’t know might think you’re my elder, treating like a child."
"Don’t give that, I’m still young."
People were always whispering in his ear, saying he was getting old, and it had almost beco Jiang Zhixun’s obsession!
He wrapped his arm around Shen Qingqing’s slim waist, easily lifting her and placing her on the sofa as he stood up.
Bumping his forehead lightly against hers, "But... you’re already younger than , so it’s only right I pamper you."
Shen Qingqing nestled in the single sofa, her legs dangling over the armrest, swinging back and forth, clearly in a good mood.
If they weren’t heading out later, Jiang Zhixun would’ve loved to hold her and snuggle.
"I’ll go wash the dishes, and the sheets too, you take your ti getting ready."
Shen Qingqing had finished dressing but hadn’t done her hair yet.
And she might even put on makeup.
Shen Qingqing loved looking her best, always spending considerable ti getting ready before going out, sothing Jiang Zhixun had gotten used to.
Since it was their day off with no other plans, he let her take her ti.
As long as she was happy, it was all that mattered.
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