After Divorce: Why My Aloof Ex Starts Chasing Me?

Chapter 311: Share the Blessings, I’ll Take the Troubles

During Shen Qingqing’s postpartum period, Jiang Zhixun came home and washed her hair once.

He was even scolded by Madam Jiang.

In the end, it was Shen Qingqing who said that she couldn’t resist and really wanted to wash her hair, which finally appeased Madam Jiang.

"Always causing trouble, it hasn’t even been half a month yet, and you washed her hair!"

Jiang Zhixun weakly replied, "I dried it quickly, she didn’t get cold."

Madam Jiang glared at him, "If anything happens to Qingqing, see if I don’t hold you accountable!"

Shen Qingqing tried to mediate, "It’s already been more than ten days, it’s okay to wash as long as she doesn’t catch a draft and get cold."

Madam Jiang chided her, "You just let him mess around."

Shen Qingqing: "I’m the one who wanted to wash."

Madam Jiang: "Both of you are acting out! You’re parents now, why can’t you be a little more stable."

While nagging a bit, she went to check on Xiao Man and Xiao Xi.

Then she went back downstairs to keep busy.

Shen Qingqing let out a hefty sigh of relief, whispering, "Dare to do it next time."

Jiang Zhixun was amused and deliberately teased Shen Qingqing, "Trying to get me scolded again?"

"Aren’t we a couple?"

"We are!" He declared proudly, with a firm tone.

Shen Qingqing didn’t know what he was so smug about.

"Since we’re a couple, we should share the good times and the bad. Are you upset just because you got scolded a bit?"

Jiang Zhixun, in rare agreement, didn’t argue with Shen Qingqing this time.

"I’ll take the blame, you just hide behind me."

Shen Qingqing patted his shoulder, nodding seriously.

"Mr. Jiang, your awareness is commendable!"

Jiang Zhixun couldn’t stand being called old by Shen Qingqing.

He reiterated, "I’m only thirty-five, my baby just got born, I’m still very young!"

As long as no one intentionally mentioned his age, Jiang Zhixun felt no different from when he was in his twenties.

Shen Qingqing blinked, "So should I call you Xiao Jiang?"

Jiang Zhixun: "..."

He wrapped his arms around Shen Qingqing’s waist, speaking in a muffled voice, "You didn’t call me that before."

Shen Qingqing, feigning ignorance, asked, "What did I call you before?"

"Like this, Brother Zhixun..."

Jiang Zhixun mimicked her previous tone, his voice slightly pinched.

It was funny, yet teasing.

In return, Shen Qingqing gave him a playful beating.

With his thick skin, Jiang Zhixun didn’t feel any pain, holding Shen Qingqing tightly.

He caught the scent of milk on her, "Smells great, like milk, just like the two little ones."

Shen Qingqing laughed at him, "Such a big man, do you still want to drink milk?"

As she spoke, she didn’t mean anything else.

It’s just that he said the milk smell was nice, she subconsciously thought he wanted to drink milk powder or something.

But Jiang Zhixun clearly misunderstood.

Holding Shen Qingqing tighter, he quickly relaxed to avoid hurting her.

He said with some hidden meaning, "Kind of want to try."

"There’s milk powder downstairs, go make some yourself."

Shen Qingqing tried to break free from Jiang Zhixun’s grip, only to be held even tighter.

She suddenly realized what he really meant.

Shen Qingqing gave him a strange look and turned to Jiang Zhixun, "Do you have no shame?"

Thinking of certain moments, Jiang Zhixun’s ears turned red.

His heart was pounding, feeling no different than a young kid.

Probably because it had been so long since they were intimate...

He stubbornly said, "It’s not like it hasn’t happened before."

Shen Qingqing’s face turned red-hot, "Is that the same? Keep talking nonsense and I’ll sew your mouth shut!"

Threatened, Jiang Zhixun felt even more like teasing Shen Qingqing.

"Sew? Isn’t that a bit cruel?"

"You brought this on yourself!"

Jiang Zhixun smirked, "Blocking it could work too."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

Her face was burning even more, it felt like it could fry an egg!

"Can you be serious for once?"

Jiang Zhixun righteously said, "Why be serious with my own wife?"

He’s a normal man, and at times like this, if he can’t do anything else, can’t he at least take some verbal liberties?

"You’re shameless!" Shen Qingqing scolded him.

Seeing his wife’s flushed face made Jiang Zhixun want to tease her even more.

"What else?"

"You, always so improper!!"

Jiang Zhixun felt a pang; he’s only thirty-five, how could he be called old!

"Shen Qingqing, you’re really asking for it."

Shen Qingqing lifted her chin, "Can’t people speak the truth?"

"Fine."

With calloused hands, he slipped them under her pajamas.

The weather was hot, and since Shen Qingqing was breastfeeding,

Her pajamas were loose, without any innerwear.

Jiang Zhixun accurately reached his destination.

Grabbed.

"Keep talking."

Shen Qingqing: "..."

He could really "threaten" someone like this?

Seeing her stutter not knowing what to say, Jiang Zhixun said roguishly, "If you don’t speak, I will?"

With his demeanor, what good could he possibly say!

Shen Qingqing went to cover his mouth, Jiang Zhixun intentionally bit her finger, not allowing her to cover his mouth.

The two of them ended up in a playful scuffle.

Madam Jiang came in with dried diapers and scolded Jiang Zhixun, "Qingqing hasn’t fully recovered yet, why are you deliberately annoying her?"

Jiang Zhixun had his back to the door, and with his broad build, he managed to prevent any awkward moments from being seen by the elder.

Silently withdrawing his hand, he discreetly moved it to Shen Qingqing’s back.

Pretending he was simply hugging his wife, not doing anything else.

His ears, however, turned visibly red.

Shen Qingqing gave him a sharp look.

Jiang Zhixun released Shen Qingqing, faking a cough, "Why didn’t I hear you coming?"

With two little ones in the house, everyone instinctively walked and talked quietly.

Madam Jiang folded the diapers while saying, "Who told you not to close the door, and you still have the nerve to blame me."

Shen Qingqing was extremely embarrassed, wanting to find a hole to hide in.

Just then, the babies woke up, needing to be fed, saving her just in time.

With Shen Qingqing attending to the babies, Sister Zhou was downstairs doing the laundry for them.

Hearing the noise, she came upstairs to help soothe the babies and change their diapers.

Jiang Zhixun wanted to show off in front of his wife, quickly bringing warm water to clean the babies’ butts.

Sister Zhou praised him, "Mr. Jiang is better at taking care of the babies than Little Jie, he just makes them cry."

Jiang Zhixun modestly said, "I can only handle some chores; the most important tasks are completed by Qingqing, you, and my mom."

Sister Zhou: "Chores aren’t simple, doing small things well is impressive."

Life is made up of these everyday tasks, isn’t it?

They might seem insignificant, but someone stepping up should be appreciated.

In front of others, Jiang Zhixun was serious, his mouth no longer misbehaving, nothing like his previous rogue persona.

From the angle where Sister Zhou and Madam Jiang couldn’t see, Shen Qingqing winked at Jiang Zhixun.

Full of playful teasing!

Jiang Zhixun gritted his teeth, returning her a dangerous look.

Being in her postpartum period, Shen Qingqing wasn’t afraid of Jiang Zhixun at all.

This person, besides slobbering all over her, couldn’t do anything else right now!

Feeding the baby while supervising Jiang Zhixun as he changed the other baby’s diaper.

She even said to Sister Zhou, "Since he’s home, let him do some work too, so he can bond with the kids."

Sister Zhou, feeling awkward letting them handle tasks, mentioned,

"After changing the diapers, I’ll go wash them downstairs. Mr. Jiang, you should spend quality time with Teacher Shen and Xiao Man and Xiao Xi."

A man rarely at home surely wants to be with his wife and kids, undisturbed by outsiders.

Sister Zhou at least had that much sense.