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

Chapter 267: Provocation
Jiang Zhixun hadn't seen Shen Qingqing for three months, and the scent of her made him restless.

I heard she booked a room at a hotel to celebrate his birthday.

Jiang Zhixun completely forgot about all his plans.

After we got off at the train station, I took her hand and headed straight to the restaurant.

Shen Qingqing felt embarrassed, "We haven't seen each other for three months."

"Yes, so you have to spend time with me."

The man looked serious, as if he were heading to the battlefield.

Seeing him like this, Shen Qingqing felt inexplicably flustered. "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Have."

He turned his head to look at Shen Qingqing, "Let's talk slowly in bed."

Shen Qingqing glared at him, "That's all you can think about!"

Jiang Zhixun nodded honestly, "I think about it every day."

Before he started eating meat, he often dreamed about his wife, in which she did this and that.

Having experienced the feeling of "wanting more after getting a taste of it," and having been separated for three months, it's impossible not to want to go back.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Shen Qingqing certainly experienced that firsthand.

As soon as she entered the door, Jiang Zhixun pinned her against the door and kissed her passionately.

Despite having traveled by train for several days, he wasn't tired at all.

He was full of energy.

His arm muscles bulged, and he steadily supported Shen Qingqing, lifting her up so he could kiss her.

Her slender, long legs wrapped around Jiang Zhixun's lean waist, burning hot.

Temperatures are rising steadily.

Shen Qingqing admitted that she also missed Jiang Zhixun.

So, they cast aside their reserve and concerns.

Here, it's just the two of them, a place where they can honestly confront their desires.

Move from behind the door to the bed.

Jiang Zhixun was very persistent, insisting that Shen Qingqing say she missed him.

"If you don't want to, I'll stop now."

He really deserves it.

Shen Qingqing was lying on the bed, trapped by Jiang Zhixun, unable to even hit him with a pillow.

He turned his head with difficulty to look.

The man's tanned skin was exposed to the air, the curtains were drawn, and the room was not well-lit.

Instead, it allowed the ambiguity to fester even more rapidly.

Shen Qingqing was having some difficulty breathing and grumbled, "Okay, then stop."

Jiang Zhixun's temple throbbed, clearly on the verge of losing control.

"You really don't miss me?"

Shen Qingqing deliberately contradicted herself, "I don't want to, not at all. I'd be much more relaxed if you didn't come back."

Jiang Zhixun curled his lips, his eyes dangerous.

"You're being naughty, you need to be disciplined!"

Shen Qingqing cried out in surprise as she was jostled around.

Worried that she might bump her head, Jiang Zhixun grabbed Shen Qingqing's waist and moved her down a little.

Compared to home, booking a room in a hotel has a unique charm.

The room is well soundproofed, so you don't have to worry about noises getting out.

unstoppable.

Once things calmed down, the room was completely dark, with no lights on, and you could hear each other breathing.

Shen Qingqing lay on the bed, not wanting to move at all.

Jiang Zhixun covered her and kissed her ear, "Wife, are you tired?"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Zhixun scrutinized her carefully.

Her eyes were full of affection, her face was flushed, and her hair was a little messy, yet she exuded a different kind of beauty.

It's beautiful no matter how you look at it.

A soft laugh escaped from the corner of his mouth, "Looks like you've been exercising regularly."

In the past, she wouldn't have been able to hold on for this long.

Not to mention that she took the initiative twice during that period.

Shen Qingqing snorted, "I mean what I say."

Jiang Zhixun nodded, "She is indeed very well-behaved."

Jiang Zhixun placed his large hand on Shen Qingqing's flat stomach, and he felt that she must be hungry.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it."

Shen Qingqing looked at him and said, "It's your birthday today, is it really appropriate to make you run errands?"

After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Zhixun felt completely comfortable.

He wouldn't mind running errands, let alone picking stars or the moon.

He held her smooth, rounded shoulders, his calloused fingertips gently caressing them.

Jiang Zhixun, still savoring the moment, said, "You've already rewarded me."

His gaze swept over the birthday cake on the table. "I've received the gift, it's my pleasure to run errands for you."

Shen Qingqing rolled over and hugged Jiang Zhixun's neck. "Let's go together."

It had been a long time since they last met, and she wanted to spend more time with Jiang Zhixun.

Shen Qingqing no longer hesitated and told him directly, "I miss you, I really miss you."

Jiang Zhixun tried his best to restrain himself, but the corners of his mouth still quickly turned up.

But he still teased Shen Qingqing, "Why didn't you admit it just now? Were you trying to provoke me?"

"What kind of reverse psychology?" Shen Qingqing pretended not to understand.

"You want me to work harder and exert more effort..."

Those fair and soft hands covered his mouth. "You're so shameless!"

What's wrong with being a little thick-skinned in front of your wife?
If he were thin-skinned, would he have the good life he has now?
Jiang Zhixun finally understood that he had to fight for everything himself.

This includes the matter of getting married.

He kissed her palm lightly, and, worried that Shen Qingqing was hungry, stopped bothering her.

"You really want to come along?"

"Ah."

"Okay, get up and get dressed."

Having already prepared to spend the night outside, Shen Qingqing even brought a change of clothes.

While she was getting dressed, Jiang Zhixun picked up the clothes that had fallen to the ground.

In the rush, Shen Qingqing tore the zipper off her skirt.

Jiang Zhixun: "I'll make you two more tomorrow."

Shen Qingqing: "You spendthrift!"

Jiang Zhixun could only assure her, "I will strengthen my willpower and strive not to make the same mistake again."

"Screw you!"

Shen Qingqing burst out laughing.

He grabbed something from the bed and threw it at Jiang Zhixun's face.

And then... I couldn't laugh anymore.

The man had a serious expression on his face, his slender fingers hooking around Shen Qingqing's underwear.

Black.

Very alluring.

Shen Qingqing's face turned bright red. "Aren't you going to put it in the bag right away?"

"very nice."

I didn't know they were talking about underwear.

They are still human.

Then, from the messy blankets on the bed, she found a pair of underwear made of the same material.

He also put all his own things together and put them in a bag.

"I'll wash it when I get home; it's not convenient to dry it here."

Seeing Jiang Zhixun's actions, waves of heat washed over Shen Qingqing's face.

Even though they were married and had done all sorts of intimate things, she still felt shy.

I forced myself to remain calm, dressed casually, went to the bathroom to wash my face, then combed my hair and applied face cream in front of the mirror.

Jiang Zhixun tidied himself up and sat on the bed to look at her.

He casually fiddled with his watch, his posture relaxed, and his eyes revealed contentment.

He really missed Shen Qingqing during these three months.

Back by her side, all my fatigue vanished.

This is his source of energy!
Suddenly kissed, Shen Qingqing said with disgust, "Don't mess around."

Jiang Zhixun: "It's my birthday today, so you can't scold me."

Shen Qingqing choked for a moment, "Fine, I'll save it up and scold you tomorrow."

Jiang Zhixun couldn't help but chuckle. He picked up the small cake on the table and examined it closely, thinking that he could finish it in just a few bites.

Knowing that his wife had made it for him by hand, Jiang Zhixun was very happy.

The small spoon scooped up a little and fed it to Shen Qingqing, "To fill your stomach first."

Shen Qingqing said reproachfully, "You haven't made a wish yet."

"My wish has already come true."

He wanted to be with Shen Qingqing, to love each other, and to spend the rest of his life together.

As for the rest, just let nature take its course.

Using the spoon that Shen Qingqing had used, Jiang Zhixun scooped a spoonful for himself as well.

It tastes quite different from the cakes I remember.

It's creamy and moist, not too sweet, with a balanced sweet and sour jam flavor.

There's also fresh fruit on top, which is delicious when dipped in cream.

"This is the best birthday cake I've ever eaten."

Shen Qingqing: "He just knows how to make me happy."

"it is true."

Jiang Zhixun took another big bite, his movements unrestrained yet not rude.

"You've won me over with your stomach."

Shen Qingqing once teased Jiang Zhixun, saying that if you want to win her heart, you have to win her stomach first.

I didn't expect this person to be so adaptable; they even managed to use it to tease her!