Chapter 60

Zhao Shuming’s warm lips brushed over her ear, Jiang Yimiao’s ear was as sensitive as her waist, and the moment she was lightly kissed, she was tickled to the point where she subconsciously shook her shoulders.

When she heard his words, Jiang Yimiao looked up at him, Zhao Shuming and the deep blue sky outside the balcony window as well as the colorful neon lights melted into her vision.

“Hmm?” She let out a questioning sound through her nose.

Jiang Yimiao had been busy all afternoon at the office, starving and dizzy, her brain had been down from the moment she got off work to the point where she had completely given up on thinking, and she had been able to fall asleep at the subway station, which was only two stops away.

But now she seemed to be awakened by Zhao Shuming’s words, Jiang Yimiao slightly opened her lips, and subconsciously waved her hand, “No, no, it’s a bit too, too early to talk about this.”

Zhao Shuming looked at her somewhat alarmed expression, he smiled, “Miao Miao, I’m not forcing you to consider such things as marriage, but as you know, I’ve already made all the plans and preparations, including marriage. But our relationship and progress is up to you, as long as you want it to be.”

She would be twenty-five years old in two months, but Jiang Yimiao always felt young from time to time, and her brain’s memories often went back to her high school days, perhaps this was the stage of her life where she had worked the hardest and had a lot of good memories. Perhaps this is the stage of her life where she works hardest and has many good memories, even her perception sometimes stays at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

Because she had never been in love before, Jiang Yimiao didn’t care whether she would get married or not, and had long since eliminated the item of marriage from her life.

But now that she is with Zhao Shuming, it seems necessary to rethink her choice.

Just thinking about the many examples of failed marriages in real life and the life of a dog and chicken, Jiang Yimiao felt a little brain pain.

“It’s okay, it’s still early, Miao Miao I’ll wait for you.” Zhao Shuming was looking for a step to give her, then he circled her and touched Jiang Yimiao’s stomach.

“Your stomach is all flattened, you’re hungry, eat quickly. Made white burnt prawns, eat more.”

Hearing Zhao Shuming say this, Jiang Yimiao felt her saliva secrete, and she nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, and was pushed to the dining table by Zhao Shuming, holding chopsticks as she waited for him to spoon soup for her.

Jiang Yimiao was a little curious about his new job, even though she had also graduated from South City University. But she was an engineering major, and there was still a wall between her and a major like psychology, which was already somewhat mysterious in the eyes of the country.

What she asked, Zhao Shuming also had a response in every sentence.

It wasn’t until she had cleaned up her second bowl of rice that Jiang Yimiao realized that Zhao Shuming was also going to start his own job, and definitely didn’t have as much free time as he did in the first two months, “Then will you be tired if you come back from work and have to make dinner again. ”

“Not tired, I’ve only scheduled a few classes a week this semester, and I don’t have any urgent project research at the moment. The effort of cooking a meal can’t tire me out.”

Zhao Shuming was honest and spooned Jiang Yimiao another half bowl of soup, “And I’m happy to be able to cook for Miao Miao.”

Jiang Yimiao’s movements as she sipped the soup stopped in mid-air, she froze for a moment, nearly choking on this blunt and ambiguous phrase he used from time to time.

Ever since Zhao Shuming had opened up to her two days ago, he had spoken even sweeter than before, always expressing his love very bluntly, making Jiang Yimiao a little overwhelmed.

She bit into the mouth of the bowl and continued to finish the soup, her tiredness swept away, and she somehow felt a little happy in her mood.

“I just , just afraid that you will be tired ……”

“No, how good my energy is, it’s not like you don’t know.”

Zhao Shuming’s words seemed to be a double entendre, and Jiang Yimiao felt like her brain carried a bit of color from time to time since she had opened up.

She looked up at the smile on Zhao Shuming’s face, sure that there was something in his words, and remembering how he didn’t know how to get tired of him in bed, Jiang Yimiao gulped and let out a “hmm”.

Zhao Shuming propped up his head and looked at Jiang Yimiao, “Miao Miao, is this something you’re feeling sorry for me?”

Jiang Yimiao blinked and nodded again, “Sort of.”

He lowered his head and couldn’t hide his smile, he didn’t expect Jiang Yimiao to give an affirmative answer, his ears seemed to be a little hot, he raised his hand and pinched his earlobes, stood up and pinched his earlobes a little. He lifted his hand and pinched his earlobe, stood up and said in a bit of a panic, “Are you done eating, I’ll go wash the dishes.”

Jiang Yimiao lightly patted her abdomen, her palm making a few light patting sounds through the fabric of her clothes, “I’m full!”

Tonight’s dinner was a bit late, and when she finished her bath Jiang Yimiao sat on the bed wrapped in a hot vapor, her limbs instinctively turned on the projector first.

This projector is her recently bought, but also deliberately hung the curtain, placed in the bedroom lying on the bed can also watch TV.

It’s just that the TV series that Jiang Yimiao especially liked a while ago had already finished, and now she was in the stage of drama drought, and every day she was just messing around with TV series and movies on video platforms, and as a result, she couldn’t find a TV series that was suitable for her eyes.

When she really couldn’t find anything she wanted to watch, she started to watch the Hong Kong dramas she followed in elementary school.

Jiang Yimiao had the TV on, but her eyes kept looking at her cell phone, aimlessly consuming the time before bed.

It wasn’t until she heard Zhao Shuming’s footsteps coming into the room that Jiang Yimiao put down her phone and looked up at him.

Zhao Shuming walked over to the side of the bed and tugged on the hem of her pajama top to cover the stomach that had just been exposed.

He turned back to look at the movie playing on the curtain, “Why are you suddenly watching this old drama, I remember you loved it when you were a kid.”

The movie playing on it was a Hong Kong criminal investigation movie, Jiang Yimiao had always liked to watch something somewhat suspenseful and scary since she was a child, whether it was a TV drama movie or a novel, this Zhao Shuming had always known.

“There’s nothing I want to watch so I’ll put this on.” She said back.

Jiang Yimiao glanced at Zhao Shuming and suddenly climbed up from the bed, standing up with her feet directly on the sheets, Jiang Yimiao raised her right hand to compare her height and said with a smile, “I’m taller than you now! Much taller.”

Zhao Shuming raised his head slightly in line with her, fearing that she wouldn’t be able to stand up, he hurriedly reached out to encircle her, “Yes, much taller than me, I have to raise my head to see you.”

Jiang Yimiao inhaled her nose, the air was covered with Zhao Shuming’s scent, her body was plastered to his body in front of her, her hands suddenly rested on his shoulders, and she came down from the bed to hang on to Zhao Shuming.

“Hold me tight.” She said as she leaned her head on Zhao Shuming’s shoulder.

Even if he didn’t need her to say it, Zhao Shuming would hold her tight. He was used to Jiang Yimiao’s motion to hang on to him, and he knew that she liked this feeling of being placed in mid-air.

“Holding you tight, should I carry you in a circle?”

“Spin.” She wiggled her little legs pleasantly, and Zhao Shuming was different from before when he simply spun around once or twice, but held her for many circles, spinning until she shouted to stop before stopping.

At this time, the projector was still functioning, and the plot was coincidentally reaching a high . The tide, the weird and scary background music played, out of place with their current atmosphere.

“Aren’t you tired, why did you spin for so long?” Jiang Yimiao patted Zhao Shuming to signal him to put her down.

“It’s okay.” Zhao Shuming laughed, “Did it make you dizzy, Miao Miao?”

“I’m not dizzy.” Jiang Yimiao tilted her neck and retorted. But in reality, she really did feel a little dizzy, probably from being spun around, or possibly from the lack of blood supply to her brain due to the excitement.

However, Jiang Yimiao really liked this feeling, but now she just wanted to lie on the bed and rest for a while.

Zhao Shuming bent down to pick Jiang Yimiao up again and moved her to her usual sleeping place, placing the pillows in place before putting her down, and he himself also lay on her side.

Jiang Yimiao couldn’t tell her feelings apart from time to time, but her limbs were always very straightforward, and her body would know what kind of person she liked better than her own brain, plus she was already used to all the intimacy she had with Zhao Shuming So even if it hadn’t been a week since they had actually fallen in love, she wouldn’t feel that sharing a bed with Zhao Shuming right now was a strange thing to do.

Even though Zhao Shuming knew that their progress like this was really a bit too fast compared to normal couples, he wasn’t willing to object for his own selfish desires. He wanted to share every night with her, to share all the time that belonged to her privately.

Jiang Yimiao breathed heavily, and only when she felt her heartbeat return to normal did she turn her head to look at Zhao Shuming.

She reached out and patted Zhao Shuming’s pillow, “The color difference between your pillow and mine is so big.”

His was dark blue, and hers was beige. At a glance, it was clear that it wasn’t the same four-piece set.

“Why don’t I change into that pillowcase of yours that I don’t use, so it’s a pair.”

Their slippers, toothbrush, newly purchased sweatshirt, and mug were all a pair, Zhao Shuming had long ago quietly made everything in Jiang Yimiao’s life relevant to her.

She shook her head, “No need, I’m just saying.”

Jiang Yimiao glanced at the curtain, recalling the episode, she had watched this criminal investigation movie not ten times but eight times, remembering the plot clearly, even if the picture on the projection was a little scary now, but she had no waves in her heart now.

She comfortably rested her leg on Zhao Shuming’s body and swayed without rhythm, “Do you know about our middle school’s school festival?”

Zhao Shuming and Jiang Yimiao had been studying in the same school except for the two years they were separated in elementary school, but the difference was that Zhao Shuming was in the international class and Jiang Yimiao was in the experimental class.

The achievement levels of the two classes actually didn’t differ too much, it’s just that the international class was specifically opened for students who took the path of studying abroad as an undergraduate, so there were only a dozen or so people in Zhao Shuming’s class, while Jiang Yimiao’s class had roughly fifty or so people in theirs.

“I know, I see that our class has pulled together a group to collect the list of those attending the school anniversary.”

“One hundredth anniversary eh, do you want to go?”

“I’m all right, I’ll go if you want to.” Half of Zhao Shuming’s class hadn’t developed in the country, so the ones who could go were probably few and far between.

And alumni like them who went researching technology not doing business as big bosses would probably just go to make a scene.

“It just so happens that the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day will be held at the time of the school celebration, so there must be time, it’s been a long time since I’ve been back to my mom and dad’s house, so I’ll go back to take a look.”

Jiang Yimiao thought and signed the form in the group, she lifted her little leg again and gently smashed it on Zhao Shuming, “So are you going too?”

“Well, didn’t I say, I’ll go wherever you go.” Zhao Shuming stroked her head, his fingers trailing down her long hair from her head.

Zhao Shuming wouldn’t give himself another chance to lose Jiang Yimiao, much less separate from her, he would be behind her wherever she was.

He even sometimes thought darkly that if Jiang Yimiao felt that she didn’t love him and wanted to break up one day, he would find a way to stay by her side, even if it was as a nameless physical partner. He thought of this and turned to face Jiang Yimiao.

With this in mind, he turned to face Jiang Yimiao.

Zhao Shuming reached out and squeezed her right hand, and he was a little frustrated that she still hadn’t put that ring back on her hand.

Zhao Shuming’s heart was a little conflicted, in fact, he could have just asked Jiang Yimiao why she took off the ring, but he was a little afraid that the answer he got would make him sad.

Even if he clearly knew that Jiang Yimiao was just a big-hearted nature in this regard, perhaps she had taken it off and forgotten to put it back on when she was doing some kind of work, it was also possible that she had actually dropped it ……

The tip of his thumb traced across Jiang Yimiao’s right middle finger. And then traced across the knuckles the back of her hand.

Such light stroking would instead make Jiang Yimiao extra sensitive, placing a somewhat puzzled gaze on Zhao Shuming. “You seem to like touching my right hand recently.”

She was actually very used to Zhao Shuming holding her hand, Jiang Yimiao remembered that when she was in elementary school, because the distance between her school and her home was very close, if she drove home, waiting for the traffic lights and being stuck in the traffic jam on the road during the evening rush hour after work could take longer than walking back home. It takes longer than walking home. So when I got older, I started to walk to school.

Just that year in the neighborhood downstairs a must cross the road, the traffic flow is not small but there is no pedestrian traffic lights, and even no crosswalk.

Every time you cross the street Jiang Yimiao will hold on tightly to Zhao Shuming, at first it is to hold on to the hem of his coat, and then Zhao Shuming has been skillful enough to take the initiative to hold on to her hand first to cross the road together.

She would hold Zhao Shuming’s hand whenever anything happened, or Zhao Shuming would take the initiative to hold her.

Jiang Yimiao knew the temperature and touch of Zhao Shuming’s hand from childhood.

But Zhao Shuming seemed to be holding her hand too often lately, especially when he held his right hand his fingers were still rubbing on the back of her hand, tickling her.

“No touching?” Zhao Shuming subconsciously let go of her hand.

But as soon as he remembered that she hadn’t put the ring back on until now, and hadn’t mentioned this to him, he felt like his heart had licked a mouthful of unripe persimmons, astringent to the point that it was hard for him to bear.

“It’s okay, but it always feels weird for you.” Jiang Yimiao narrowed her eyes, her arms propping up half of her body, her body converging in Zhao Shuming’s direction, her gaze falling on Zhao Shuming’s eyes as if she wanted to see something in his eyes.

However, Jiang Yimiao could only see her own reflection in Zhao Shuming’s eyes themselves.

The two heads in the dark eyes followed Jiang Yimiao’s movements, tilting a little to the right and then a little to the left.

Jiang Yimiao grabbed Zhao Shuming’s hand and held it up in front of the two of them, ”Hmm? Why is your ring on your left ring finger?”

This is usually where the wedding ring is only worn, if it’s a decorative ring worn anywhere Jiang Yimiao wouldn’t care, but this is a couple’s ring eh.

“Having coworkers and students mistakenly think I’m married can solve a lot of trouble.” Zhao Shuming explained seriously, “Anyway, I already have Miao Miao you as my lord, there’s no difference between falling in love and getting married, as long as the object is you.”

Zhao Shuming paused and frowned as he carefully asked, “Or do you mind if I wear it here, Miao Miao? I’ll change it back if you don’t like it.”

They came very close, so close that Jiang Yimiao could smell the scent of Zhao Shuming’s body, she looked at Zhao Shuming and subconsciously licked her lips, “No, it’s fine, you can wear it wherever you like. But I feel it’s better to wear it on the middle finger of your right hand, after all, it attracts money haha.”

Jiang Yimiao said and turned her hand in front of her, looking at the empty hand, she suddenly sucked in a breath, “Eh, where’s my ring?!”