After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?
Chapter 254: This is the Reward

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: This is the Reward

If Shen Qingqing knew in advance how Jiang Zhixun ate the cake, she definitely wouldn’t have given him that piece.

And she certainly wouldn’t have let him take it upstairs.

Sticky.

Ambiguous.

Entwined together, the situation was briefly out of control.

Jiang Zhixun covered her, his lips trailing downwards.

Shen Qingqing was pinned in front of the dressing table, with nothing to hold onto, she could only embrace Jiang Zhixun.

"Dirty..."

Jiang Zhixun: "Cleaning it up."

Shen Qingqing was about to cry, is this how he cleans?

Clearly, he’s just deliberately teasing!

"Stop messing around..."

"Don’t like it?"

The man raised his head to look at her, cream at the corner of his mouth.

Desire dyed his deep eyes, truly like a male seducer.

He was already good-looking, with a figure that was second to none.

At times like this, Shen Qingqing found it very, very difficult to stay rational.

Falling into the vortex he wove.

Shen Qingqing clung tightly to Jiang Zhixun, her whole body trembling.

This was their true wedding night.

The night was still long.

From the bedroom to the bathroom, finally lying in bed, it was already late at night.

Jiang Zhixun was refreshed and satisfied, holding Shen Qingqing in his arms.

Ceaselessly pecking kisses on her face, as if he could never kiss enough.

Shen Qingqing’s stamina wasn’t bad, but she couldn’t compare with Jiang Zhixun.

He had been training for years, with first-rate stamina and endurance.

After a round, Shen Qingqing had no resistance, only able to cling to him, going with the flow.

In the darkness, she fumbled for Jiang Zhixun’s hand, placing it on her waist.

His palm was dry and slightly cool, a state only achieved after a bath.

If it were another time, it would be scorching as if burning.

Jiang Zhixun: "Want more?"

Shen Qingqing: "Massage."

The man chuckled, regrettably saying, "All my expectations were for nothing."

Shen Qingqing reminded, "Excessive indulgence is harmful."

Jiang Zhixun responded with an "mmm," "Already lethargic on our wedding night, won’t you disdain me in the future?"

Shen Qingqing thought seriously, "Makes sense."

Jiang Zhixun: "..."

He said in a muffled voice, "Shouldn’t you be comforting me at times like this?"

"Comfort you for what?"

"No matter how I am, you still love me and won’t disdain me."

Shen Qingqing burst into laughter, not responding to him.

Jiang Zhixun: "Hurry and say it."

"Can’t you be less childish?"

The man looked aggrieved, "You won’t even say a few nice words to humor me?"

When he acted childishly, he wouldn’t stop until he got his way.

Shen Qingqing could only go along with it, "No matter how you are, I won’t disdain you."

Jiang Zhixun was satisfied.

He kissed her lip with a playful expression, "Rewarding you."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

It must be said, Jiang Zhixun’s comprehension was high; he was progressing rapidly now.

When doing that, she felt no discomfort.

Though she was a bit tired, there was more enjoyment.

His slightly calloused hand moderately massaged Shen Qingqing’s waist.

Though the lights were off, Jiang Zhixun’s vision was unaffected.

The person in his arms closed her eyes, a blush lingered on her porcelain-white face, exuding charm between her brows.

Instinctively, he held her tighter.

Still not enough.

He pulled Shen Qingqing’s leg over him, finally feeling content.

Shen Qingqing bit him.

Left a small mark on Jiang Zhixun’s chest, "Annoying."

Jiang Zhixun mumbled, "I didn’t do anything else."

"You still want to do something else?"

"I do."

He was energetic by nature, and now that he was newlywed, he desired a world for two.

The self-control he prided himself on didn’t exist when he met Shen Qingqing.

"Darling, starting tomorrow, I’ll train your body."

"Huh?" Shen Qingqing was baffled.

Everything was fine, why suddenly train?

The man was earnest, "Training the body is good for health. As family, I have the responsibility and duty to lead you down the bright road."

"Get lost!"

Shen Qingqing huffed, "I won’t believe your nonsense!"

"Really."

"Don’t believe it."

Muffled laughter came from the man’s throat, Shen Qingqing lay against his chest, feeling it vibrate.

Expression proud, "I knew you had ulterior motives!"

Jiang Zhixun: "Wanting you healthy is true, wanting benefits for myself is also true."

Shen Qingqing raised her head to look at him, "Really want to see what’s in your head."

Jiang Zhixun curved his lips, "It’s filled with you."

"Stop being so glib."

"It really is." Not only was his mind filled with her, but his heart as well.

After so many years, Shen Qingqing had long since merged into his very being.

Impossible to remove.

Shen Qingqing felt his sincerity, leaning back into Jiang Zhixun’s chest.

"Alright then, starting from tomorrow, let’s train."

Setting aside all the unrelated things, body training was indeed beneficial.

She often sat for long periods at work, and without exercise, her body wouldn’t be able to bear it for long.

"Once I return to school, every morning or evening, I’ll go for a half-hour run. If I have free time, I might do some stretching."

When she was younger, Shen Qingqing learned dance, but later abandoned it; still, she frequently did stretching exercises.

A professional venue isn’t necessary; some stretches can be done when free on her bed.

The body is the capital of revolution; it must be maintained well!

Though school is safe, Jiang Zhixun still reminded her, "Don’t go out too late."

"Alight."

With her eyes closed, drowsiness swept over her.

She pressed Jiang Zhixun’s hand to stop his massage, "So sleepy."

Jiang Zhixun obliged, not moving.

He remained silent, quietly watching Shen Qingqing fall asleep.

This wasn’t their first night together.

Years ago, before they separated, Qingqing went to the Northwest to find him, she snuggled in his arms to sleep for a night.

At that time, their issues weren’t resolved, even when close, it felt like a gulf existed between them.

But now, they were united in body and soul.

This was what marriage should be.

He gently kissed Shen Qingqing’s hair, not disturbing her.

Jiang Zhixun’s hand encircled Shen Qingqing’s waist, satisfaction filled his eyes and brows.

Listening to her soft breaths, he closed his eyes to sleep as well.

Being married felt wonderful.

He could righteously stay with Shen Qingqing, gradually integrating into her life as her family.

Though many years had been wasted, they still had the rest of their lives.

He was truly fortunate.

In the hazy moments before sleep, Jiang Zhixun thought this.

Breath intermingled, no other sounds were present.

Initially, Shen Qingqing lay on Jiang Zhixun’s chest, his hand encircling her waist.

After a while, she felt uncomfortable.

She turned, hugging a corner of the blanket, sleeping on her side facing inward.

In a daze, a hard and warm chest pressed against her.

The man’s strong arm wrapped around her waist again, head buried in her neck, deeply asleep.

Shen Qingqing lifted her eyelids; too sleepy, she instantly drifted back to sleep.

Jiang Zhixun had a strict biological clock.

Though he stayed up late, he still woke up on time in the morning.

It was still dark.

The person in his arms slept deeply.

At some unknown point, she changed positions, now facing him, her head resting against his chin.

Her breath sprinkled over him, carrying a sweet fragrance.

Jiang Zhixun felt tempted.

But he couldn’t bear to disturb his wife, so he restrained himself.

This was their first day of marriage; Jiang Zhixun didn’t get up to run and instead slept in with Shen Qingqing.

It wasn’t until dawn that Shen Qingqing hazily woke up.

In view was a stretch of wheat-colored skin.

She blinked, remembering she’d gotten her license with Jiang Zhixun, spent the night together.

Her gaze rose to trace the man’s smooth jawline, lips neither thin nor thick, and high nose bridge.

Eyes were closed; Shen Qingqing noticed his lashes were also dense.

Sleeping, he lost his sharp aura.

Yet still as handsome as ever.

Shen Qingqing silently sighed, whether past or present, she’s been "deceived" by this face.

Truly misguided by male beauty!

The time was still early. If she were in the dormitory, Shen Qingqing might have chosen to nap again.

But with elders at home, waking too late felt impolite.

If too exhausted, she could eat breakfast first, then go upstairs to nap.