Contentment grows joy

Chapter 19 Should You Go Further

That night, Millet suffered from insomnia again.

Haven't slept for two nights.

Shen Ziqiang was undoubtedly the one who disturbed her sleep.

Shen Ziqiang is very straightforward, without that kind of sloppy pretentiousness.

The boyfriend she talked about when she was in college, every time they separated and returned to their dormitories, he would call again for a while, which made her feel a bit like a mother-in-law.

Shen Ziqiang was different, he said what he wanted to say, did what he wanted to do, and there was no more phone calls.

After successfully getting Mili's coriander kiss and making an appointment to pick her up from get off work tomorrow, he went back contented.

He will not confirm to Mili again and again whether she has feelings for him, whether she really accepts him, whether she thinks he is the best and most suitable man in the world.

Mili was left there alone, tangled and messed up.

The next day, Millet finished her work early and waited for Shen Ziqiang to pick her up.

She was embarrassed to forget again.

As soon as the off-duty bell rang, Miu Li went out with her bag.

"Xiao Su, why don't you leave work so early today?" The leader greeted her with a smile.

The leaders all know that Mili always shuttles back and forth between home and work at two o'clock, and often works overtime in the office until very late.

"Oh, I'm a little dizzy today, so go back and rest early." Milia smiled sheepishly.

"Ding" as soon as the elevator door opened, she rushed towards the street next to the work unit quickly.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, she asked Shen Ziqiang to park the car on the next street.

From afar, she saw Shen Ziqiang waving at her.

"Are you hungry? Shall we go to eat near your neighborhood?" Shen Ziqiang reached out his hand very strangely, took the bag in her hand, and opened the car door for her.

It is estimated that he has never done this kind of work helping girls carry bags before.

She froze for a moment, clutching the bag and not letting go.

"Well, since you put on the ring last night, from now on, let me carry your bag and do chores for you." Shen Ziqiang took advantage of the cover of the night to build up his courage, and said that it was probably the first time in his life. A word of love.

Naturally, the heart is very nervous.

But Milia didn't see it at all.

Millet came back to his senses, gave him a shallow smile, let go, and sat in the passenger compartment where the door had already been opened.

"Let's go to the beef noodle restaurant we ate last night, it's simpler." Millet said softly.

Millet has a straightforward personality, doesn't like bells and whistles, and prefers a simple life.

Her clothes hardly have any flowers, they are all solid colors. Usually, with a bag down, there are no more than three colors.

If one day you see Mili wearing flowered clothes, or a fourth color appearing on a large area of ​​her body, then she must have lost the game of truth or dare, or was threatened by her best friend .

As for eating, she is the same, often a simple vegetarian meal, and the food in the bowl will not exceed three colors.

Su Qin often laughs that she has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She also felt that she had a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, but she felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Hey, Miss Su, here again? Is it the same as last night? Two bowls of spicy beef noodles?"

As soon as I entered the noodle shop, the smiling face of the proprietress immediately came into view.

The proprietress is about the same age as Mili. After Mili moved here, she often eats noodles at their house. Mili is a person who likes to communicate with others, and the proprietress is also very easy-going, so they occasionally chat when the proprietress is not busy.

"Yeah." Millet smiled and nodded at the proprietress, then felt something was wrong, and turned to look at Shen Ziqiang.

"Spicy beef noodles? How about it?"

"Well, listen to you! The spicy beef noodles are delicious!" Shen Ziqiang nodded, found a place, put down the bag of millet, and got a cup of hot water for millet.

"Two bowls of spicy beef noodles!" The proprietress shouted to the kitchen.

"Hey, wait a minute, lady boss, I want a bowl of two taels, and a bowl of three taels." Millet stopped the lady boss.

Millet had an extra thought, Shen Ziqiang was tall and burly, maybe two taels would not be enough, so he might as well call him three taels.In the past, there was a boy who was close to each other in college. He was dating his girlfriend. He was afraid that his girlfriend would think he ate too much, so he ate the same amount as his girlfriend every time.

"Well, a bowl of two taels, a bowl of three taels!" The proprietress yelled at the kitchen again.

Immediately, as if remembering something, after sneaking a glance at Shen Ziqiang, he hurried to the kitchen and whispered a word or two to the master.

"Here we come, Miss Su, your spicy beef noodles are here." After a while, the proprietress brought out two bowls of delicious spicy beef noodles, each with a heart-shaped fried egg on top.

"Madam Boss, this—" Miu Li blushed more than half of her face.

"Hey, I see that you often take care of our business. These two fried eggs are sent by our shop." The proprietress covered her mouth and walked away with a "giggle" smile.

Millet frowned slightly and smiled.

Even the boss lady can see it.

Millet didn't know whether she should be happy, or should be happy, or should be happy.

When paying the bill, it was naturally Shen Ziqiang who paid.

"Well, I brought you a thick quilt made by my mother." Shen Ziqiang kicked the golden ginkgo leaves under the street lamp, and looked at the millet with consulting eyes.

"Ah?!" Millet didn't hear clearly.

It never occurred to her that when she was in a relationship, there would be quilts for her.

"Well, didn't I say that last time? My mother made eight quilts for me, all of which were made of cotton grown by ourselves. They were genuine and very warm. I stuffed a car full and brought back six beds. Well, I thought you might need it, so I brought one bed over today. Look, do you need it? If you don’t think it’s suitable, forget it. If you think you want to try a quilt made of cotton grown by ourselves, I'll get it for you."

Shen Ziqiang squatted down, picked up a few ginkgo leaves, held them in his hands, and kept twisting the stems of the leaves with his thick thumb and index finger.

Look at this matter, look at these words, every step of the way, watertight.

Millet felt that she was slowly beginning to admire the rustic and thoughtful black fat man in front of her.

"Ahem" Milia's eyes moved.

Shen Ziqiang immediately threw away the leaf in his hand and looked at her solemnly, just like a primary school student before the teacher announces the final exam results.

"Well, I just think the weather will be colder this year, my quilt is a bit thin, and I'm planning to buy a thicker quilt..."

"That's just right!" Before Millet finished speaking, Shen Ziqiang rushed to the trunk of the car, and pulled out a white, thick quilt, which was particularly conspicuous in the twilight light.

"This quilt weighs ten catties, and it's a little heavy. Let me take you up there?" Shen Ziqiang hugged the snow-white quilt and stood at the gate of the community, eagerly waiting for Millet's order.

"Well, okay." Milia could only nod.

"okay!"

Shen Ziqiang carried the quilt to Mili's bedroom, and under Mili's command, stuffed the quilt to the top of the closet.

"That, thank you!" Miu Li blushed and thanked herself, and kept questioning herself in her heart.

It's late at night, am I crazy to let Shen Ziqiang into my bedroom?
"That, Millet!" Shen Ziqiang suddenly grabbed her hand, his tone was extremely sincere, "Shall we go further?"

"Further development?"

"Yes, further development!"

"Yeah!" Millet nodded shyly.

She didn't know what further development Shen Ziqiang was talking about, but she felt that she could trust him, even if it was a further development.

(End of this chapter)