Chapter 266: 266, I talk nonsense (4)_1 Chapter 266: 266, I talk nonsense (4)_1 After finishing the hot pot, Jian Qing was too stuffed to move. Quan Jingwu rubbed her belly, unexpectedly sprinkling some more dog food for Quan Mingxuan.
“Let’s go,” Quan Jingwu stood up, pulling the overeater to her feet.
“Where to?” Jian Qing asked naturally as she got up.
“To digest the food,” he replied as he picked his car keys and bid farewell to Han Yue. The pair left together.
“Ah, dull, I was planning to coax them into playing Mahjong after the meal,” Han Yue drowned his boredom in the remaining wine in his cup.
At his words, Quan Mingxuan scoffed, “Yeah, right. With that couple, you’re planning to lose even your underwear here.”
“Don’t underestimate me. How do you know Jian Qing is good at Mahjong?” Han Yue was upset and responded, glancing at him.
“You wish”, retorted Quan Mingxuan, “Anyway, I am not interested in playing against them. If you lose in the future, don’t come whining to me.”
Feeling irritated, Han Yue drowned his disappointment in more wine.
They left the Qianshi Restaurant, Quan Jingwu drove, and they arrived at the nearest supermarket from Shijin Haoting.
At this hour, the supermarket was not overly crowded, somewhat deserted.
They took a shopping cart and wandered leisurely around.
After buying some food for their pet bunny, Jian Qing conveniently gathered a heap of snacks.
Lady Jing disagreed, Miss Jian immediately buttered him up.
Quan Jingwu helplessly watched the snack-hoarding glutton next to him. How does one handle a wife that’s so good at sweet-talking? Help needed, online waiting.
When his gaze fell on the things on the nearby shelf, Quan Jingwu walked over.
“Xiao Jing, what do you think about this?” Jian Qing had two bags of chips in her hand and turned to ask him which flavor was better. Instead, she found him missing.
She looked up and spotted him. When her eyes moved to the shelf in front of him, she was left speechless.
She tossed the chips into the shopping cart and quickly went towards him.
“Xiao Jing, did you come to the wrong place?”
Staring at a shelf full of sanitary pads, Jian Qing was somewhat stressed.
Is this guy drunk today?
Standing here, seriously studying sanitary pads, is that okay?
If someone took a picture of this and it made the headlines, it would read ‘The CEO of JK International does his late-night shopping for sanitary pads at a supermarket.’
The mere thought of it gave her the chills.
“Honey, you ran out in your closet,” he glanced at her nonchalantly.
Stocking up in case of emergencies is better than coming out in the middle of the night to buy.
Black lines filled Jian Qing’s forehead, “…”
Is that the point?
“Which brand do you want to buy?” he asked again.
Jian Qing felt a bit awkward, glanced at the shelf, grabbed two packs at random, and then quickly dragged him away.
She’ll discuss the brands of sanitary pads with him after further cultivating her psychological capacity.
Quan Jingwu let her pull him away. His violet eyes settled on her slightly red ears, his lips curled in a light smile.
After shopping, they went to the checkout counter.
Jian Qing took his wallet, just about to take out the card to pay, when she saw him throw something into the shopping cart from the side shelf.
When she saw what he had thrown into the shopping cart, Jian Qing’s face turned crimson, her mind thundered.
Condoms, two boxes.
Whoa, this man definitely drank too much tonight.
First, sanitary pads, then condoms.
“Xiao Jing, what are you doing with these?” she asked in a whisper, grinding her teeth.
Quan Jingwu looked indifferent, but his lips curled, ‘What do you think?’ he said.
‘Say your own fart!’ Jian Qing couldn’t hold back her cursing.
What is she supposed to say?
“Hurry up, give it back to me.”
Quan Jingwu shook his head. “Once you’ve picked something up, there’s no reason to put it back.”
“Miss, are you ready to pay?” The cashier looked at their line forming behind them, softly prompting.
“We’re paying,” Quan Jingwu took the card from Jian Qing’s hand, directly swiped the card to complete the payment, leaving her no chance to object.
Watching the cashier put those two boxes of condoms into the shopping bag, Jian Qing was speechless, with an urge to knock the man beside her unconscious.
“Please visit us again,” the cashier tucked the receipt into the shopping bag and passed the two full shopping bags to Quan Jingwu.
With one hand holding the bags and the other holding Jian Qing’s hand, Quan Jingwu said, “Let’s go, back home.”
As soon as they got into the car, and he had just inserted the car key, Jian Qing threw herself at him.
“Quan Jingwu, did you drink too much tonight, huh?”
Quan Jingwu didn’t hurry to start the car, instead, he embraced her, his warm breath sprayed on her face.
“Do you want to try and see if I’m drunk?”
His mellow magnetic voice echoed in the car, making Jian Qing’s heart skip a beat.
She pushed him away quickly, “Try what?”
“I thought my darling saw me buy those two boxes and was itching to try them out with me,” Quan Jingwu teased.
“Start the car,” Jian Qing sat upright and cleared her throat.
A man who has had a drink is not to be bamboozled, lest he actually decide to try something, she would end up crying without tears.
“Darling, should we try?” Quan Jingwu leaned over, his chin resting on her shoulder, his voice seductively hoarse.
Jian Qing, “…”
After confirming that he was indeed drunk, Jian Qing coughed a few times, pushing his face away, and said blandly, “We should be sending Snowball back to Shijin Haoting. We should go, else it might starve.”
“That meatball needs to be on a diet, missing a meal late at night is better,” he got closer once again, rubbing his head lightly on her neck.
Rubbing once, rubbing twice.
If he continues rubbing, sparks might fly.