Shen Qingqing looked puzzled, "Test?"
She's twenty-eight this year, but acts no different from a young girl.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Jiang Zhixun swallowed them back.
Suddenly he felt that having such thoughts was being a rogue.
His ears started to burn.
He stammered, "Stop scratching, it tickles."
Shen Qingqing let go of his hand, "If it tickles, go take a bath."
Jiang Zhixun: "..."
He stared intently into Shen Qingqing's eyes, trying to see if she was pretending not to understand.
But her eyes were clear and pure... she really wasn't thinking off-track.
Jiang Zhixun was a bit frustrated, if she stays like this, how can they take the next step?
He rubbed his fingers, looking serious, which was a habit when he was deep in thought.
Shen Qingqing looked wary, "What bad idea are you plotting again?"
"What bad intentions could I have?"
Shen Qingqing chuckled twice, "Full of bad ideas!"
