Reborn as a rough guy in the 1970s, Jiaojiao is blessed with good fortune

Chapter 269 Blueprint for the Floating World (83-89)-23

"Afraid! It doesn't matter if I touch you, or if I don't touch you..."

Xiuxiu said: "The meaning of starting a family together is not to be afraid of dragging each other down, but to support each other. Instead of doing this, let's just divorce..."

Zhang Jiancheng stopped and said, "Who am I doing this for? Are you asking me for divorce again?"

"Why should I get married if I don't even dare to have a child?" Xiuxiu regretted blurting out these words. She originally thought that it would be too pitiful for him to have no children for two lifetimes, but what if he was unable to conceive because of his physical problems? These words were too hurtful to talk about the child, so she quickly shut up.

Zhang Jiancheng didn't understand, and asked confusedly: "What are you angry with me about?"

"Isn't it because of that woman?" He tilted his head, chasing Xiuxiu's evasive eyes: "Is it because I haven't dared to touch you in the past two months? Are you thinking about spring, Xiuxiu..."

As soon as Zhang Jiancheng finished speaking, Xiuxiu blushed and hit him on the shoulder with her fist: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Within two punches, his fist was caught by him. Zhang Jiancheng's smile was quite bright. He was completely relieved. He put her hand behind his waist and said against her ear:

"Just tell me if you miss me. You're going to take such a big detour. You're going to give me, a grown man, a heart attack!"

Xiuxiu bit her lip and said in a small voice: "I have really decided to divorce you! I'm just here to confirm the scene!"

Zhang Jiancheng changed his face when he heard the word divorce, grabbed her neck, lowered his face and tried to cover her again.

Xiuxiu felt embarrassed and ashamed. She lowered her head in hiding and held his hand against her face: "You're too cold. It's so windy here that you'll catch a cold. Let's go back!"

Seeing that she cared about him, Zhang Jiancheng stopped being persistent, took Xiuxiu downstairs, got in the car, and drove directly towards the guest house.

Xiuxiu felt embarrassed and worried about her family. She didn't want to go to the guest house and insisted on going home. However, Zhang Jiancheng said: "Is this my territory for you to come and leave whenever you want? You are calmer now. I haven't taught you a lesson yet." !”

The so-called lesson was that when he arrived at the guest house, he opened a new room and brought four large kettles of hot water from the service desk:

"The conditions of this guest house are poor. We only have the boiler turned on on Wednesday so we can use the bathroom to take a shower. Today we can't take a shower, so let's warm our feet!"

He asked her to wash her face and feet and warm her body. How could Xiuxiu leave him alone? He was the one who had been fucked in his shirt all night and his body was cold.

She made tea for him, got hot water and soaked his feet. She didn't feel relieved until she made sure that his hands and feet were warm.

Zhang Jiancheng was forced to sit on the square sofa, holding hot tea and soaking his feet, and said with a smile: "If I had known you would be soft-hearted, I should have blown the cold air on the roof for a while longer."

When Xiuxiu also finished washing up, she saw Zhang Jiancheng writing at his desk. The dim light of the desk lamp showed his clear-cut profile, which was particularly handsome. As he grew older, he became more mature.

When he was silent, his expression was focused, steady and steady, completely opposite to the way he had been coaxing her all the way just now.

He is so charming when he is so serious and focused, and it is only a matter of time before he is targeted by a woman with ulterior motives.

Xiuxiu sighed. She couldn't rely on his love and loyalty to her for the rest of her life, and she couldn't help but make progress.

From the outside to the inside, from trivial matters to career abilities, she must be able to control herself.

Xiuxiu sighed and returned to the small glass mirror in the bathroom to take a look at herself again.

Her hair was still wet after washing, so it needed to be combed, but she didn't have to change her clothes. She was wearing a goose-yellow shirt and black pants that really slimmed her legs.

Fortunately, she got angry and dressed herself up before coming out today. Her clothes were not tacky. She straightened her clothes and pants for a while before she came out slowly.

"What are you writing about?" She walked to him and looked down.

Zhang Jiancheng put down his pen and turned around and said, "I'm writing a schedule report for you. Xiao Liu has all my diaries. I'll give them to you later!"

Xiuxiu felt sour, lowered her head and said nothing, and put the towel in her hand on the edge of the table.

But Zhang Jiancheng picked it up easily, pulled her onto his lap and sat on it, put a towel on her head, wiped it carelessly, and said: "I have to prove my innocence, and I can't let you go through this time in vain!

Xiuxiu tugged at him in annoyance: "Don't do it, I just combed my hair!"

"Why are you combing it when it's so wet? Didn't your hair always look messy after washing it before?"

Xiuxiu was stunned when she heard this. Ah, she was already so casual and sloppy in front of him!

"Give it to me! I'm not that sloppy!" She grabbed the towel and threw it aside a little irritably, and rearranged her hair with her hands.

Zhang Jiancheng looked at her like this, blinked his eyes, and suddenly hugged her tightly and said, "You still love me, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't care about being sloppy in front of me? No. You would lose such a big temper with me! Right?"

Xiuxiu didn't stop arranging her hair, but her nose was sore. She couldn't calm down no matter how hard she calmed down. Tears fell down her face and she cried again.

It made Zhang Jiancheng feel distressed to see her like this. He took her hand off and said, "Stop it! I just like to see the mess!" As he said this, he rubbed her head casually, making her hair messy.

Xiuxiu sat on his lap helpless and started sobbing.

Zhang Jiancheng wiped her tears with a towel and taught her gently: "Don't mention the word divorce again in the future. I can't stand it! I really can't stand it! You have a bit of a fierce temper and a bit of a mind. It's too difficult to coax!"

Xiuxiu knew that she had gone too far this time, and she was speechless.

Zhang Jiancheng said: "I promise that from now on, I will go home for up to a week outside. As long as there is nothing important, I will go home immediately. Even if I don't go back, I will write down everything in my notebook and let you know when I go back." Check the accounts.”

Xiuxiu cried a little loudly: "I was...too impulsive today...did I...delay your important event..."

"Hey! My daughter-in-law who understands justice is finally back!" Zhang Jiancheng smiled brightly, hugged her and wiped her tears, comforting her and said: "Things at work are not big things! Don't cry! You are crying today. I drank so much that my eyes were swollen!"

When Xiuxiu heard that her eyes were swollen, she was afraid that she would not look good, so she hugged his neck to prevent him from seeing her face.

He still had that unique smell, his bones were very hard, his muscles were strong, and his body temperature was now warmer. Xiuxiu felt that she was very much in love with him, and her emotional dependence on him was a mixture of past and present life.

"But there is something important that must be done today!" Zhang Jiancheng couldn't see her face, so he slid his hands to her neck and began to unbutton her shirt...