Chapter 261: Shall We Go to the Bedroom and Sleep Together?
Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Shall We Go to the Bedroom and Sleep Together?
He was very grateful to Jiang Liu.
If it weren’t for Jiang Liu, his business wouldn’t be this good.
"Thank you, Uncle Xue!"
Jiang Tongtong said politely.
"You’re so lucky to have a little one like her."
It made Xue Guang want a daughter of his own. They were just so heartwarming.
"She’s usually pretty mischievous."
"Haha, but that makes the house so lively! That’s exactly what I want. My son is so dull."
The two of them chatted for a bit.
Jiang Liu packed two servings of yak meat soup for Xue Guang.
There weren’t many pieces of meat in it, just the leftovers.
Even so, Xue Guang was still grinning from ear to ear.
"Alright, I’ll head back now, Xiao Jiang. My wife at home is dying to have some of your beef."
"Alright, see you tomorrow. Oh, and Uncle Xue, feel free to come over and eat with us whenever you’re free," Jiang Liu added with a smile.
After all, Xue Guang was an old neighbor.
He had helped him out a lot when he first opened the restaurant.
"Then I’ll just bring my wife over whenever I’m free to bother you, alright?"
"Alright, I’m off. I’ll let you all get back to your family time."
In a good mood, Xue Guang pushed open the door and left.
After they finished cleaning up the shop, Jiang Liu bundled the more than 30,000 yuan in cash they’d received that day and tucked it into Tongtong’s little yellow duck bag.
"Alright, shall we head back?"
"Time to go home!"
After whispering to each other for a moment, Jiang Dahai and Lin Qiu spoke up. "Son, you should take Qingmeng and Tongtong back first. Your mother and I are stuffed. We’re going to take a walk around the neighborhood and head back in a little while."
As he spoke, Jiang Dahai even rubbed his belly, as if afraid no one would believe him.
Jiang Liu had no objections.
He nodded. "Alright, then. Just remember to come back soon. I have a feeling it’s going to rain again around nine o’clock."
"Auntie, Uncle, here’s your umbrella."
Ever the considerate one, Jun Qingmeng picked up the elderly couple’s umbrella from the floor for them.
Lin Qiu smiled and nodded. "We’ll head out now. You all should hurry back and get some rest."
Without another word, the two of them grabbed the umbrella and headed out.
"Jiang Liu, let me take the trash. How are you feeling?"
Jun Qingmeng picked up the black trash bag and asked with concern.
Jiang Liu spread his hands helplessly. "I already told you, I was fine by this morning. It’s just the change of seasons. My body gets sensitive, but it’s nothing serious. It’s basically like an allergy."
"Daddy, squat down and let Tongtong feel."
"Okay."
Tongtong very seriously pressed her forehead against Jiang Liu’s.
"You seem okay now. Daddy, can you carry me?"
"You little rascal. If you wanted me to carry you, you should have just said so."
Though his words were sharp, his body betrayed him as he immediately scooped Tongtong into his arms.
"Boyfriend, I want a hug too." Jun Qingmeng set down the trash bag and opened her arms, looking at Jiang Liu with anticipation.
Jiang Liu gave Jun Qingmeng a hug as well.
"Alright, let’s get going. I’ll carry the fruit."
Jiang Liu led Tongtong and Jun Qingmeng to the parking lot.
He started the car, casually opened a music app, and put on "Chengdu," a song he used to listen to back in his school days.
Tongtong and Jun Qingmeng started humming along to the melody.
It wasn’t raining hard.
The windshield wipers swiped slowly, and the headlights illuminated the fine, intermittent streaks of rain.
「Back at their apartment building.」
As usual, Jun Qingmeng went back to her apartment to feed her little pig.
The moment she closed the door, hearing the noise, Guo Jia leaped out like a ravenous wolf.
"I’m starving, I’m starving!" she chanted maniacally. "Buns! Buns! Beef! Give it to me!"
To Jun Qingmeng’s astonishment, Guo Jia snatched the bag from her hands.
She opened it, only to be immediately disappointed.
"Mengmeng, why didn’t you bring me any of your boyfriend’s amazing food? What the heck is this egg-fried rice?!"
"Just eat it. Jiang Liu made it!"
Jun Qingmeng said, casually taking off her jacket and hanging it on the wall.
"Jiang Liu made it?" Guo Jia’s eyes lit up. "Oh, in that case, never mind! Go on, do your thing. I’m going to eat!"
"...Holy shit! How is this egg-fried rice so damn good?!"
Jun Qingmeng had heated up the rice before leaving the shop, so it was still warm.
Every grain of rice was evenly coated in egg. There were soft, fragrant potato cubes and crisp, tender, succulent shrimp.
It was lightly salted—the seasoning was perfect. You could eat a whole plate without it feeling too salty or heavy.
Guo Jia shoveled seven or eight mouthfuls into her mouth before taking a sip of the draft beer.
Her eyes instantly widened.
’This is beer?’
’It’s so good! Such a rich malt flavor!’
’Is this not juice?’
’I thought it was apple juice!’
Guo Jia knew without even thinking that this, too, was one of Jiang Liu’s creations.
’Because no ordinary shop could ever sell beer this amazing!’
At the same time, her surprise only strengthened Guo Jia’s resolve to help her best friend lock Jiang Liu down!
’A meal ticket this good can’t be allowed to get away!’
Seeing Jun Qingmeng about to go take a shower,
Guo Jia observed the way she walked for a moment, then asked casually, "Mengmeng, are you sleeping over at Jiang Liu’s place again tonight?"
"You’d better use protection. I heard Jiang Liu’s parents are there, too. Why don’t you two let me look after Tongtong for the night?"
She was also very fond of the little girl, Jiang Tongtong.
Jun Qingmeng’s face instantly flushed red.
"Don’t be ridiculous! Jiang Liu and I haven’t gotten to that stage yet. As for tonight, I’ll see. If Jiang Liu still isn’t feeling well, I’ll stay over to look after him."
Guo Jia tutted, mimicking Jun Qingmeng’s gentle voice, "’I’ll see about tonight. If my poor baby isn’t feeling well, I’ll just have to keep sleeping over at his place.’"
Jun Qingmeng: ...
Guo Jia said smugly,
"I saw right through your little plan. If you want to sleep with the guy, just admit it instead of hiding behind the excuse of ’taking care of him.’"
"That’s not it at all! I’m going to take a shower! Just eat your food!!"
Jun Qingmeng rolled her eyes at Guo Jia and walked into the bathroom to shower.
She wanted to get all fresh and clean before going to see Jiang Liu.
Jiang Liu and Tongtong both took a shower and were now lying comfortably on the sofa, watching cartoons.
They were in the exact same pose: lounging on the sofa with their legs crossed, hands resting on their stomachs.
"Daddy, it feels so good to be clean after a shower. From now on, can we make showering the first thing we do when we get home?"
"Sure, no problem."
Then, Tongtong suggested with a serious expression, "Daddy, I think if Momma Qingmeng showered with us, all three of us together, it would be even more fun. What do you think."
??
Jiang Liu gave her a light flick on the forehead.
"Do you want a spanking?!"
Tongtong clutched her head, looking aggrieved.
"Oww... okay, I won’t say it anymore. Then you won’t spank me, right, Daddy?"
"We’ll see how you behave."
"Yay!"
A short while later, Jun Qingmeng came over.
"Boyfriend, I missed you! Quick, give me a hug."
Jun Qingmeng smelled wonderful, and her skin, fresh from the shower, was soft and dewy.
"Tongtong, let’s have a hug too."
The three of them shared a group hug, then sat down together to eat fruit and watch *Boonie Bears*.
After watching for a while,
Jun Qingmeng said casually, "Jiang Liu, Auntie and Uncle will be back soon. They go to bed early. Do you think watching TV out here might disturb them?"
"How about... we go to the bedroom and watch on the tablet in bed?"
Tongtong grew excited. "Yay! And I want Momma to hold me while we watch!"
Jiang Liu raised an eyebrow. "I bet you’re just planning on watching for a bit before falling asleep, aren’t you?"
"Ah... no, of course not! I’m just worried about disturbing your mom’s sleep."
Jun Qingmeng’s gaze flickered away. She guiltily tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked down at her own pale feet resting on the sofa.