After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?-Chapter 221: Delivering Oneself

Jiang Zhixun suddenly appeared, and Shen Qingqing was pleasantly surprised.

"Why did you come?"

As soon as Jiang Zhixun entered, he wanted to hug Shen Qingqing and kiss her. Just as he raised his hand, he keenly noticed there was a third person in the room.

He paused for a moment, "Mom, why are you here?"

Madam Jiang smiled meaningfully, "Oh, I had nothing to do at home, so I came to keep Qingqing company."

Shen Qingqing turned her back to Madam Jiang and gave Jiang Zhixun a knowing glance.

The man looked frustrated, pulling back the distance between himself and Shen Qingqing.

Pretending, he said, "I’m on vacation, came to Shanghai for business, and thought I’d pick you up along the way."

Shen Qingqing asked, "We’re planning to take the train tomorrow afternoon. Will that delay you?"

"No."

He shook the keys in his hand, "I opened a room across the street."

Noticing the extra suitcase in the room, Jiang Zhixun asked, "Mom, are you sharing a room with Qingqing?"

Madam Jiang hesitated, "What’s wrong with us sharing a room? Save money and have someone to talk to."

If she had known this little rascal was coming to Shanghai, she would’ve left earlier, to give the young couple some space.

Clearing her throat, pretending to be angry, "If you’re annoyed by me, then I’ll open another room."

Shen Qingqing said, "Why bother with him? This isn’t his room anyway."

Madam Jiang: "It’s just him making a fuss, I’ll open another room and see what he can say!"

Just a casual remark, but after saying it, Madam Jiang thought it was a good idea.

She said to Shen Qingqing, "Tomorrow, we head back to Beijing. It’s a long train ride, so tonight I won’t disturb you, sleep well and refresh yourself."

If not for fear of being overly intentional, Madam Jiang would’ve gone to stay in the room opposite to let the young couple have the room.

Shen Qingqing couldn’t help laughing, "We still have to go out later; tonight you can squeeze in with me, once we’re back in Beijing, I won’t even have a chance to sleep in the same room as you."

Jiang Zhixun chimed in, "No need to fuss."

As long as the two of them share a room, they can look after each other.

It’s more important to stay safe than to be cuddling with his wife.

Madam Jiang glared at her son, frustrated that he was oblivious.

For whose sake does she do all this!

She stammered, "A few days ago, fearing that I’d disturb your sleep, I didn’t even dare turn over at night. It’s more comfortable alone."

Madam Jiang hadn’t said anything sooner, and now suddenly with Jiang Zhixun’s arrival, she wanted to open another room, and Shen Qingqing wasn’t buying it if she said it wasn’t deliberate matchmaking.

"Once we’re back in Beijing, I won’t stop you."

Shen Qingqing had been living here for quite a while, so safety was not a worry; she missed Jiang Zhixun too but wasn’t in a rush at the moment.

The holiday is long; she can talk about other things once back in Beijing.

Madam Jiang glared at her son once more, who seemed like a block of wood, silent, completely unaware that he should seize the opportunity!

"Alright, as you say."

Finished speaking, went to the bathroom to wash her face and comb her hair.

Shen Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Asked Jiang Zhixun, "Do you want to rest for a while? Or go straight out for dinner?"

Coming from Beijing to Shanghai by train, the journey was long and rather tiring.

Although Jiang Zhixun looked composed, Shen Qingqing still felt sorry for him.

She glanced at the bathroom door; it was closed, and Jiang Zhixun didn’t answer Shen Qingqing’s question.

He cupped her face, moved half a step closer, with strong intent.

Soon capturing Shen Qingqing’s breath.

She had just showered and smelled particularly fragrant.

Her hair was fragrant.

Her face, neck... everywhere was fragrant.

Being apart for so long and having done many intimate things in private, the uncontrollable feeling surged.

Shen Qingqing’s rationality remained, afraid of being caught by Madam Jiang.

Slightly tilting her head back while pushing Jiang Zhixun’s shoulders, refusing to let him get closer again.

Blamed him softly, "Behave yourself!"

Jiang Zhixun said, "Sorry, I can’t."

Shen Qingqing hit him, was about to curse when she heard Jiang Zhixun raise his voice, "I met someone downstairs just now, she said she’s your aunt and made quite a scene, what happened?"

The topics shifted too quickly, Shen Qingqing almost didn’t keep up.

"And now, gone?"

Jiang Zhixun: "Not sure, let’s check downstairs?"

Shen Qingqing wanted to say no need, but heard Jiang Zhixun say again, "I have something to ask you, come with me."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

The expression on his face was too serious, so she couldn’t tell whether Jiang Zhixun genuinely had something to discuss or whether he was purposely trying to trick her into going to the room opposite.

She glanced back; Madam Jiang still hadn’t come out from the bathroom.

Afraid Jiang Zhixun might cause trouble again, Shen Qingqing went with him to the room opposite.

The room’s soundproofing was average, Madam Jiang heard their conversation.

Putting away her joyful little thoughts, no more idle thinking, she assumed her son went to understand what had been happening with Qingqing recently.

The guest room door closed, and Shen Qingqing was pressed against it.

The kiss was intense.

It’s said that short separation is as sweet as new marriage; Jiang Zhixun experienced that.

He could wait for Qingqing at Beijing Railway Station, but he desired to see her sooner.

Seeing her, all fatigue vanished.

He pinched Shen Qingqing’s chin, more forcefully than ever before.

Shen Qingqing feared her lips would swell.

She pushed him.

Jiang Zhixun understood, began to move downward.

Earlier Shu Xian made a scene at the hotel, Shen Qingqing never intended to go down and see her.

She stayed in the room, tidying herself neatly.

Now wearing a loose dress with an underlayer of a snug cashmere sweater.

Held in Jiang Zhixun’s arms, even without a coat, she didn’t feel cold.

The sweater had a high neck, which Jiang Zhixun found bothersome.

But the dress material was plaid woolen, thick fabric, hard to lift.

Kissing everywhere was a challenge.

Hands couldn’t sneak inside to mess around.

Jiang Zhixun bit Shen Qingqing’s ear, his teeth lightly grinding, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

"Jiang Zhixun, are you a dog?"

"Still want to kiss."

Shen Qingqing immediately covered her lips, "Are you afraid of others noticing?"

Her eyes were big and round, possibly because her emotions were too intense just now, creating a layer of mist.

Making her eyes look watery and particularly beautiful.

Jiang Zhixun pressed Shen Qingqing’s head from behind, holding her in his arms.

"Don’t look at me like that."

Shen Qingqing displeased, "Why did you bring it upon yourself?"

Jiang Zhixun chuckled, "I fear I can’t control it."

If they continued being affectionate, they definitely wouldn’t leave the room for an hour or two.

In this hugging position, they were very close.

Shen Qingqing felt it.

"Can you not restrain yourself a little?"

Jiang Zhixun: "Not the least bit!"

He’s a normal man, deeply in love with the woman.

Moreover, having been apart for so long, it’s no wonder he couldn’t restrain.

If the setting were different, Shen Qingqing might deliberately tease him. But since they were about to go out, better not to spark things up.

Avoid wasting time and becoming a laughing stock to the elders.

"I need to head back."

"Hmm."

Though he said so, his body was honest, with no intention to release Shen Qingqing.

Resting his chin on her delicate shoulder, "Did you miss me?"

"No."

The man’s face darkened, "Shen Qingqing, you’re really asking for it!"

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