Siheyuan: The Final Winner

  Chapter 575 Work and household registration are very important

   "I will punish you!"

  Under the quilt, Jiang Ping'an showed off his prestige, tossing Qin Jingmeng to death.

   This woman looked lovely, but she didn't expect her to have a lot of heart.

   But I can only blame Jiang Ping'an. I went to the countryside to find her these years, and when we met, I only cared about making out, and rarely talked to her.

  If it weren't for the mention of the two children today, Qin Jingmeng probably wouldn't have confessed to him about it.

  Jiang Ping'an kneaded Qin Jingmeng, like kneading dough, and turned her into various shapes he liked.

  Qin Jingmeng was resilient and very cooperative. He was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but he also enjoyed it.

  It seems that the air in the room is gradually rising, filled with an inexplicable faint smell.

  Qin Jingmeng's skin also turned light red, covered with sweat stains, exuding a feminine fragrance.

  Her expression was painful, and she was a little obsessed. Her small faces were squeezed together, and she breathed out the fragrance.

  At this time, she still had a fairy air, but she gave Jiang Pingan a different kind of taste, which made people obsessed.

  Time slips away quietly...

  I don't know when.

   "Ping An...Ping An..." Qin Jingmeng murmured still in his dream, holding Jiang Ping'an's hand around his waist, increasing his strength.

  Jiang Ping'an listened to her very gentle voice, the fire in his heart was like a volcano erupting, and he was excited.

  Qin Jingmeng let out a soft cry, frowned and said: "It's good, safe... safe!"

  In an instant, the two embraced tightly as if the pause button had been pressed.

  Long time.

  Qin Jingmeng slowly opened his eyes, looking at Jiang Ping'an lovingly with his clear eyes, without taking his eyes off.

  She stretched out her finger, pushed away a strand of sweaty hair from the corner of her mouth, scratched it behind her ear, and opened her red lips lightly:

   "Relax? Now that you have Jingru, you are still so greedy for me. I spoiled you before."

  Jiang Pingan let out a long breath, lowered his head and lightly pecked her small mouth, and faltered:

   "Jingru is not as physically fit as you. After all, she is still young, so no one can let go."

  Qin Jingmeng smiled slightly, stretched out his white lotus-like arms, hugged his neck, and said softly:

   "It will be fine when I really enter the city in the future. I will make out with you every now and then, and it will always satisfy your cravings."

  She knows her looks and figure, so she can choose one out of ten thousand. It's not surprising that Jiang Ping'an likes her.

  Even if she has two children now, every time Jiang Pingan sees her, he still loves her as before.

  Jiang Ping'an raised his head, looked at her face, and said with a smile, "Isn't that just my idea?"

  Feel it silently for a moment, wrapped in warmth, overflowing with faint breath.

  The two waists finally stopped burning hot, the temperature gradually dropped, and the whole body felt very comfortable.

  With the aftertaste still on, Qin Jingmeng tightened subconsciously, and Jiang Pingan looked at her with a meaningful smile.

   "Don't laugh at me, well, if you can't be happy, I can't be happy, right?" Qin Jingmeng said shyly, blushing.

  Jiang Pingan looked at her flushed face, which could be broken by a bomb, lowered his head and took a bite, bursting with fragrance.

   "Ah! Are you a dog? Bite my face and drool!" Qin Jingmeng was startled, and whispered.

  Jiang Pingan laughed, relaxed his whole body, and lay down on his stomach. Qin Jingmeng stroked his back and slowly closed his eyes.

  The two of them felt the tranquility and comfort silently. After a while, Qin Jingmeng said leisurely:

   "Didn't you say you wanted to take me to see Ladi? If you delay any longer, it will be dark!"

  Jiang Pingan hummed, pulled away, pulled the towel next to him, and handed it to Qin Jingmeng.

   "Well, everything is here." Qin Jingmeng glanced at him and said with a smile.

  Jiang Ping'an is so capable, she is not surprised to have other women.

  She won't say much, and she's not qualified to say anything, as long as Jiang Ping'an treats her as usual.

  Qin Jingmeng quickly cleaned himself up, hesitated, and said to Jiang Pingan:

   "Didn't you bring a lot of handkerchiefs? Give me some, there are too many, I'm afraid I'll spill my pants."

  Jiang Ping'an straightened his back, walked up to her and said, "Help me clean up first."

   "You're going to die, give me the handkerchief first, or you'll spill it!" Qin Jingmeng gouged him out and said anxiously.

   "Still laughing, still laughing, this is all because of you, but I am the one who is sad now!"

  Jiang Pingan laughed, stretched out his hand to fetch the clothes that were on the table, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

  Qin Jingmeng folded the handkerchief, gently clamped it up, and breathed a sigh of relief.

   Put on the pants again, and then help Jiang Ping'an clean up.

   "Speaking of handkerchiefs, are those cotton cloths I gave you all these years still used?" Jiang Ping'an asked curiously.

  Qin Jingmeng blushed slightly, pursed her lips, nodded and said, "You gave it to me, why don't I use it?"

   "Besides, cotton cloth is much easier to use than other things. Thanks to your care these years, I have less suffering."

  Jiang Ping'an said with satisfaction: "That's good, I'm afraid you will take those cloths and change them into clothes."

   "How dare I? You said it was for my personal use, but you dare not make your own claim." Qin Jingmeng replied.

  Then, she frowned slightly, and continued: "This morning, Jingru told me in private that she used..."

   "That's the Sutra Pavilion. It's packed with medicinal powder, which is refreshing. You can throw it away after just one use. I ordered someone to order it for you." Jiang Ping'an nodded.

  Cotton is produced in the space, which can be processed into cloth, but it cannot be made into clothes. He asks Liang Ladi for help.

  Qin Jingmeng nodded and said, "That's what I'm talking about, use it once and throw it away, isn't it too wasteful?"

   "Well, so you can't throw it around, you have to find a place to bury it secretly, so as not to be called extravagant and wasteful." Jiang Pingan said with a smirk.

  Qin Jingmeng glared at him, and said angrily, "You know I didn't mean that."

   "I mean those cloths, it's a pity to throw them away, it's a waste of money!"

   Cleanliness is good, Jiang Pingan took the clothes, put them on and said with a smile:

   "Then don't worry about it, I'm not short of money."

  Qin Jingmeng stood up, took the clothes and put them on in a leisurely manner, pursed his lips and said with a smile:

   "Well, I can't take care of your affairs. If that's the case, after I enter the city, you will give me some."

   "I heard from Jingru that after using the Sutra Pavilion you mentioned, I don't have any troubles anymore, right?"

  Jiang Ping'an nodded and said: "Hehe, after using Jingru, she is full of praise every time!"

  The two of them tidied up, Jiang Pingan lit a cigarette, and told Qin Jingmeng to clean the towels.

   If this thing is not washed immediately, it will be really dirty after a long time.

   "Do you want to wash the quilt? There is a lot of sweat on it." Qin Jingmeng asked.

  Jiang Ping'an said: "I'm not in a hurry today, I'll take you to see Ladi first, and then come over to wash when you find time tomorrow."

  Qin Jingmeng said oh, took the basin and laundry, went outside the door to fetch water and wash towels.

  There is a well and a washing table outside, so it is convenient to wash clothes and so on.

  The afternoon sun shone on Qin Jingmeng, making her more radiant and beautiful like a flower!

  Qin Jingmeng rubbed the towel with his hands, smiled sideways and asked:

   "You said you want to bring Lao Zhang to the city, when will you do it?"

  Jiang Ping'an pondered and said, "Just take the wedding leave."

   "It just so happens that we have to arrange a job for Jingru and transfer the account, so we'll do it together."

   "However, your job and household registration may be later, after you learn tailoring first."

  PS: I pushed it on the big envelope, adding one more to express my congratulations, and ask for a monthly ticket.

  (end of this chapter)