[If you work hard, it will be the greatest help to me. 】

In the evening, Jiang Qingyan took advantage of Shen Qingtang's bathing and hurriedly replied to the message.

Waiting for Shen Qingtang to come out, after picking up his mobile phone and replying simply, he leaned on Jiang Qingyan's side.

She was dressed in lavender purple pajamas, which gave off a little jasmine fragrance, and she had obviously just watered the flowers on the balcony, and looked as lazy as a cat.

"How did I meet so many good people?"

Shen Qingtang's face was pressed against Jiang Qingyan's chest, and his voice was so soft that he couldn't speak.

Jiang Qingyan kissed her long soft hair very naturally, and said casually: "Because you are worth it." ”

Shen Qingtang didn't speak, life these days is like floating in the clouds, unreal like a fairy tale.

She feared that if she made any louder noise, the dream would be shattered.

"I'm going back to town tomorrow, and I'll convince my grandmother."

Jiang Qingyan replied lightly, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes revealed joy that could not be hidden.

He had a kind of surprise like seeing the moon in the clouds, and finally turned from an underground lover who couldn't see the light to a real gentleman.

"I'm thinking, if we have a child, let him take your last name."

The mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, and Jiang Qingyan glanced at the real-time news pushed on the screen, and his eyebrows jumped almost imperceptibly.

"Hey, why did you talk about this all of a sudden?"

Shen Qingtang pinched his face and rubbed it around.

Jiang Qingyan threw her mobile phone and pointed to the news disdainfully: "For the sake of whose surname do you want to have, you will get divorced soon." Is this necessary? ”

"Yes, why not," Shen Qingtang looked at the news with a smile, very old-fashioned, facing the question of whose surname the second child is, "Maybe there is a throne in the family that needs to be inherited." ”

Jiang Qingyan snorted coldly: "What is mine is yours, how many children have your surname." ”

Shen Qingtang didn't take what he said seriously, and when things were not implemented, everything was uncertain.

What's more, the two of them really signed a prenuptial agreement.

Jiang Qingyan was squirming, but Shen Qingtang didn't pressure him to sign it, this marriage was still shaky, and she didn't want to take advantage of him.

Especially, he is the person she likes, her first love.

In any case, Shen Qingtang hopes that he can live well.

"Can I take a look?"

She raised her face to look at him, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Jiang Qingyan nodded casually, his eyes kept wandering between her thin waist and back, and he didn't pay attention to what she was saying.

Shen Qingtang looked at his mobile phone screen, except for simple communication tools, there was not even a Weibo.

"Ah Yan, I'll help you register a Weibo."

She quickly downloaded it from the app market, thought about it when filling in her name, and spelled out "Tangtang's Ah Yan", and the list only focused on herself.

"Here, Yan. If you have time, you can also visit Weibo more. ”

Jiang Qingyan nodded, and didn't tell her that there was another mobile phone, which she couldn't look at at random.

He has secretly browsed her Weibo many times, and the breakfast she photographed, the new patterns embroidered, all of which have been preserved bit by bit.

Shen Qingtang straightened out the quilt and bent his eyes: "It's late, let's rest." ”

"Wait."

Jiang Qingyan stroked her butterfly bone, then swept across the placket, and slowly untied the neckline, making her turn over to face him.

Shen Qingtang's face was not good, and he refused: "Just now, ...... Say it's the last time, you don't count when you speak. ”

"Really, can't?"

Jiang Qingyan crouched in her delicate clavicle socket and said sullenly.

Shen Qingtang was speechless for an instant, saying that he would leave early tomorrow, and it was he who was making a fuss to go home early, and he was the one who didn't sleep at this time.

"One more hour......"

He interpreted her silence as acquiescence.

——

When the alarm clock rang at six o'clock in the morning, Shen Qingtang tried to open his eyes...... Failed efforts...... Can't open your eyes......

She had never been so tired in her life, so tired that she had the urge to die on the spot.

I couldn't wait to call my grandmother, saying that I was seriously ill and couldn't get up from bed, and I couldn't go back to visit her old man today.

But this is unrealistic, grandma will definitely kill Jiangning with great momentum, and everything will be over by then.

She stretched out her hand to Jiang Qingyan timidly, but her eyes were still closed: "You carry me down." ”

That's a bit of a trick.

Jiang Qingyan stared at her and smiled: "Do you want me to change your clothes for you?" ”

Shen Qingtang opened his eyes "swoop", he didn't care about the soreness all over his body, he directly lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, with a face full of accusations: "Jiang Qingyan! You can't learn from the male protagonist in the TV series, be more gentle and romantic. ”

Jiang Qingyan smiled good-naturedly, squatted down to help her straighten the slippers that kicked away, and then lifted her ankles to help her put them on.

Even if he has done very intimate things, Jiang Qingyan is still a strange existence to Shen Qingtang.

In a honey-like love life, she always thinks of the reason for her acquaintance with Jiang Qingyan from time to time.

This is actually very unreasonable, Jiang Qingyan is good enough for her.

But the colics in her heart often remind her of the hidden worries of this marriage, which seems to be about to fall.

Two hours later, Jiang Qingyan fastened her seatbelt and started the car.

Shen Qingtang asked Jiang Qingyan to change to a cheaper car a few days earlier, not to be too public, but he thought about it and changed to a Lamborghini that he thought was cheap, and told her that it was black and very low-key.

Shen Qingtang had no choice but to comfort himself that most of the people in the town didn't drive and couldn't recognize it as a luxury car.

Even if Jiang Qingyan drove the tank over, they didn't necessarily know each other.

"Why do you bring so many expensive gifts?"

Shen Qingtang looked at the back seat, frowned, and said, "Didn't I just ask you to bring some fruit gift boxes or something?" At most, mention a few bottles of Wuliangye and Jian Nanchun. ”

The whole pile is famous paintings and antique porcelain bottles, together with some precious silk, all of which are newly raised silkworms and spun silk by silkworm girls.

Shen Qingtang knew that Grandma Su would definitely like these, but it was too precious.

In this way, my grandmother will definitely not believe that we are a simple superior-subordinate relationship. Maybe I thought it was an unspoken rule in the workplace, but I misunderstood that I had done something embarrassing. ”

Jiang Qingyan just smiled and retorted: "If you really bring fruit and wine, wouldn't it be even worse?" You have such an upstart boss, she will only worry more. ”

Shen Qingtang pursed his lips, didn't speak, and looked out of the window with his face away.

In fact, she was more worried that what Xu Zhiwei had done would be known to Grandma Su.

Shen Qingtang is not a child anymore, her willingness to help Xu Zhiwei does not mean forgiveness, but Xu Zhiwei is the most suitable target for use at present.

Even if Jiang Qingyan doesn't want her one day, she is sure to firmly restrain Xu Zhiwei.

She immediately recalled Xie Xingye's soul question on WeChat, and suddenly had another headache.

It's really funny, and only Xie Xingye thinks she is a simple silly girl from beginning to end.