C33

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE BREAKING

Married, although quarreling divorce, did not have no signature? I just want to hold your hand. You don't need to think about such a simple matter. If you want to hold hands, I will take the initiative to hold your hand.

The interior of the carriage was not bright enough, so Xiao Jing did not notice Qin Jiufaang's face blushing all the way. He kept glancing at the hand that had just been pulled.

Humans, at times, are a particularly greedy animal. "For example, if you could hold hands and kiss someone, you could touch that person. If you could touch that person, you could remove that person's hand.

As a soldier, we have to be quick, accurate and ruthless, we have to move fast, the enemy has to think about whether or not to aim at us when they fire their cannons, we have to activate our defense. His thoughts were rather quick. Since he could hold hands, then he might as well sleep together.

Don't think so dirty, it's not the kind of sleep you take off your clothes to, it's the same bed.

They were quarreling and going to the hospital, but they finally stopped. It was already midnight.

Xiao Jing's hand was injured, and cold sweat dripped down. He simply charged forward and changed into a set of pajamas before going to bed. He started flipping through the information he had brought back.

After Qin Jiufaang finished washing up, he stood in the living room and thought about the important question of life. About sleeping, where should he sleep?

The mothers don't live here anymore, there are guest rooms for use, guest rooms for everything, beds, quilts, TV, and a separate bathroom.

The sofa in the living room was also very luxurious and very warm.

Or still on the floor, anyway.

No no, Qin Jiufaang touched his chin. When he woke up, he had gotten up from the bed, what did that mean? Xiao Jing had no objections to him sleeping on the bed. Since he had no objections, who would still sleep on the guest room's sofa and floor? Who wouldn't hug their wife as they slept? He still had a very good reason: Xiao Jing's hand was injured, and he could take care of Xiao Jing while he slept on the bed.

Would Xiao Jing still be angry and give him a kick to the wrist for hurting it?

How would he know if he didn't try? Being kicked out of bed would just make him sleep on the floor. It wasn't like he hadn't slept at all, as a grown man was able to bend and stretch.

Qin Jiufaang slowly opened the door to his bedroom and made another call, only looking at him for a moment.

On the bed, Xiao Jing's pillow and blanket were laid out. Qin Jiufaang opened the cabinet and took out his pillow and placed them on the bed.

Staring at Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing kept his eyes low as he listened to the call.

Qin Jiufaang raised one of his legs and placed it on the bed. His movements was very slow, his eyes were still staring at Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing picked up the documents that were placed in front of Qin Jiufaang and placed it on the other side of the phone.

Qin Jiufaang laid his butt on the bed, then stopped. Observing Xiao Jing, he realized that Xiao Jing had already hung up the phone. One hand was inconvenient, the other was resting on the bed, the left was holding a pen with some key points on it.

Qin Jiufaang sat on the bed, but before he responded, he quickly pulled up the blanket and got in, wanting to lie beside Xiao Jing.

"Don't sleep first."

"I'm not sleeping on the floor, I'm not going to the living room, I'm not going to the guest room, I'm going to sleep on the bed and take care of you."

Qin Jiufaang grabbed the pillow and the blanket, as if he was really entangled with the bed until he was dead. He was so shameless that he stopped sleeping on the floor.

"I want you to write something for me. It's not convenient for me."

He was scared to death. He thought that the other party was going to flip out and get a divorce just by shouting that he wouldn't sleep on the floor!

Xiao Jing crawled up and sat down, then handed over a stack of documents to him.

"Write down what I said at the end. Don't be too sloppy."

Qin Jiufaang replied as he raised the brush to look at Xiao Jing. Xiao Jing took a closer look at the location of the brush, and flipped to the last point, and then chose the last spot on the brush.

Xiao Jing dictated everything, Qin Jiufaang began to write. For reasons that he did not agree with, guidance for reasons that he did not agree with, he took back the main points of his research and accepted the evaluation report. Once Qin Jiufaang was done writing, he would show it to Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing rummaged through all sorts of information on the bed. One piece of paper after another.

"Where did the land assessment report go?"

Xiao Jing mumbled as he picked up another 'yes' and another 'no'. He sat cross-legged on the bed and bent down to pick up what was at his feet.

Qin Jiufaang saw the assessment report that he had placed on the right side of Xiao Jing's body. He leaned behind Xiao Jing and just as he sat up, before he could retract his arm, Xiao Jing leaned back.

Qin Jiufaang hugged Xiao Jing.

Married for three years, not in a situation of intense tension, not in a person sleeping to death, not in a situation of playing around, the neck tilted, the mouth close enough to kiss.

This was also the first time Qin Jiufaang hugged his wife in his arms.

Xiao Jing turned his head to look at Qin Jiufaang's face which was on his shoulder. After being surprised, his white face immediately flushed red.

Or should it be Qin Jiufaang, seeing that Xiao Jing's ears were already red, he turned around and let out a light cough. He did not give up on this chance, and directly put his hand behind Xiao Jing's back onto Xiao Jing's waist, moving closer to him, and bit down on Xiao Jing's face.