Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

When the Ferris wheel reaches its highest point, you can have a panoramic view of the night view of the city.

Song Xun looked outside intently.

His profile revealed a pious and noble look under the dim light; Jiang Shunchuan could only see his pink earlobes.

The hand that had been holding Song Xun's hand suddenly felt hot and wet. Jiang Shunchuan held her hand more tightly, and Song Xun's attention was drawn back by the movement of his hand.

Those beautiful eyes met Jiang Shunchuan's as expected.

Jiang Shunchuan repeatedly confirmed like a hot-headed boy, and also seemed to be claiming his sovereignty: "Qingqing, you are my girlfriend now."

His gaze was always so scorching that Song Xun felt as if it could burn him, so he did not dare to look him in the eye.

My chin was suddenly pinched by a hand and controlled.

Jiang Shunchuan was dissatisfied: "Why don't you look at me?"

He was eager to hear Song Xun's answer: "Are you my girlfriend?"

"Yes……"

"Can I kiss you then?"

Although Jiang Shunchuan spoke in a questioning tone, the hand that was firmly clamped on Song Xun's chin made it impossible for him to break free.

Song Xun opened his eyes wide, watching Jiang Shunchuan's face getting closer and closer to him. All he could do was close his eyes as if to escape.

As their breaths blended, he seemed to have completely lost the ability to move, so Jiang Shunchuan let go of his hand.

After a moment, an arm covered his lower back and kept tightening, forcing him to actively throw himself into Jiang Shunchuan's arms, leaving no space, as if even air could not get in between them.

Feeling dazed, Song Xun was glad that he was wearing thick clothes today.

Song Xun didn't have a clear impression on how and when he returned that day. He only remembered that Jiang Shunchuan kissed him, his breath was robbed, his body was controlled, and even his senses seemed to remain there indefinitely.

Song Xun's thoughts began to drift again. Realizing what he was thinking about, he slapped himself on the head to wake up completely.

Now, Songxun is the most important thing.

——How should I transform myself from being strong and thrifty to being vain and materialistic.

After struggling with the page on his phone for a long time, he gritted his teeth and clicked send.

This is a screenshot of a brand package worth over a hundred thousand dollars.

Songxun racked his brains to come up with a reason.

The next second, the bank transfer message came.

Song Xun's dry request still remained in the input field.

——Can you buy me a bag?

He was still struggling over whether to add a brother, but Jiang Shunchuan transferred the money without any hesitation or question.

It was too easy, Song Xun was unable to react in time.

Jiang Shunchuan's message came at this time.

——You are my girlfriend, you can tell me whatever you want in the future.

——There is no need to worry.

Jiang Shunchuan was too cooperative, to the point that Song Xun's guilt was aggravated.

But the mission still had to be completed. With determination, Song Xun began to ask for things every few days. Sometimes they were expensive luxury goods, and sometimes he needed money because his family was in trouble. With countless reasons, an ordinary person would probably have emptied his family's savings, but Jiang Shunchuan always responded to requests.

But he learned to seek some small benefits for himself, for example, this time Song Xun wanted a limited edition diamond watch, and Jiang Shunchuan made a small request that he cook a meal for him.

Song Xun, who appeared in the kitchen of 1204 wearing an apron, began to feel regretful. Why did she pretend to be an excellent cook in front of Jiang Shunchuan?

He looked at Jiang Shunchuan who was leaning against the refrigerator and said, "Why don't we go out to eat?"

Song Xun always looked pitiful when asking for help from others, and Jiang Shunchuan couldn't help but walk forward and kiss him on the face.

Ruthless refusal: "I just want to eat what you cook."

Song Xun's face slowly turned red: "Then go sit outside and stop staring at me." Just like a supervisor.

"No." Jiang Shunchuan rejected it outright. He just wanted to see Song Xun cooking for him and experience in advance the scene of them forming a new family in the future. That scene was too warm and happy.

Just thinking about it, the corners of Jiang Shunchuan's mouth began to rise uncontrollably.

Song Xun had no way out and could only go ahead.

When I opened the bag, I saw live shrimps jumping around inside.

Song Xun's scalp tingled, and he asked Jiang Shunchuan: "Didn't you process it when you bought it?"

"Shrimps have to be fresh and alive to taste good." Jiang Shunchuan thought she was a girl who was afraid of killing, so he went to the living room to get a pair of scissors to help. When he turned around, he saw Song Xun pouring the shrimps on the chopping board and cutting the shrimp heads one by one.

A few of them struggled and fell to the ground, jumping around with their waists hunched.

Jiang Shunchuan bent down and picked up the things on the ground.

At least on the surface, Song Xun's efficiency was still very high, but when he was about to pour it directly into the pot, Jiang Shunchuan stopped him with his quick eyes and hands.

“The shrimp thread has not been processed yet.”

"Oh, yes." Song Xun stopped and tried to hide his panic, "I accidentally forgot."

Jiang Shunchuan stepped forward to help with the preparations. When he saw Song Xun putting the shrimp into the pot again, he couldn't help but offer a suggestion: "Should we fry them first and add some garlic and chili?"

Jiang Shunchuan didn't know much about the kitchen, but sometimes he had seen how the aunts handled it.

The shrimps were already in the pot, and Song Xun couldn't take them out, so he could only pretend to be calm: "There are many ways to cook this, it doesn't necessarily have to be the way you say."

He felt that he would definitely remember it if Jiang Shunchuan was not there. The reason was that Jiang Shunchuan was always staring at him, which made him nervous.

In any case, Songxun completed the meal.

Apart from the stove being a bit messy, the surface is still acceptable.

Jiang Shunchuan took the first bite, looked up and said decisively: "Why don't we eat outside."

Song Xun nodded.

From that day on, Jiang Shunchuan began to understand that his girlfriend's personality was slightly different from what she initially showed online.

But it doesn't matter, he said he understood.

Everyone wants to show their best side when facing the person they like, just like Jiang Shunchuan who also hopes that he is the most reliable and perfect man in the world in front of Meng Qing.

Jiang Shunchuan never asked Song Xun to cook again, but Song Xun still got the watch he wanted.

He tried to observe Jiang Shunchuan's attitude towards this, but found that Jiang Shunchuan still did not show any reluctance.

Song Xun tried to make his vanity more obvious. He wanted more and more things and began to show his bad temper towards Jiang Shunchuan.

It's like being blatantly late for a date one day, but then blaming it on Jiang Shunchuan's scheduled time and ignoring him for two consecutive days.

But Jiang Shunchuan did not show any corresponding impatience or anger, and was still straightforward when paying.

This made Song Xun feel worried. Could it be that Jiang Shunchuan really didn't notice his obvious ulterior motives?

No reaction at all?

Jiang Shunchuan of course had a reaction. What should he do if his girlfriend actually loves to spend money? Of course he should work hard to make money.

He didn't mind Meng Qingchao asking him for money. On the contrary, he would condone it intentionally or unintentionally.

Doesn't this just mean that Meng Qing regards him as her boyfriend, someone she can confide in, which is why she has no scruples.

Jiang Shunchuan liked the way Meng Qing depended on him and asked for things from him, and he even felt a strange sense of security and satisfaction.