Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

Madam Shen smiled and nodded.

After dinner, Jiang Ziquan started to help Shen Yumo pack her things. She moved her home in a hurry last time, and some boxes were picked up by Jiang Ziquan and thrown into his car before she even had time to tidy them up.

After a few trips, Jiang Ziquan became tired and sweated profusely.

"Don't take it if you're tired." Shen Yumo fetched her a cup of hot water, "Pay attention to your body."

Jiang Ziquan nodded, took a sip from the water glass, wiped off his sweat again, feeling a little ashamed in his heart, Shen Yumo did the same thing as her, but still looked relaxed.

Jiang Ziquan thought for a while and attributed these to his own illness, and his strength has not yet recovered, so naturally he is not as strong as Shen Yumo's.

Jiang Shizhong was a little older, but he was a man after all, and his strength was much stronger than that of these little girls who had never exerted any strength. After a few trips, he couldn't even breathe.

They also leaned over to care about Jiang Ziquan's physical condition.

Jiang Ziquan was even more embarrassing, she didn't do much work, and was considered overworked, so she could only say, "It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

When the packing was almost done, Jiang Ziquan took a look at the weather outside. It was snowing and the wind was howling.

"Ziquan, why don't you stay here tonight, the snow outside is much heavier, and the temperature is low at night, so you won't catch a cold again." Mrs. Shen moved to Jiang Ziquan's side to persuade him.

Hearing this, Jiang Ziquan subconsciously glanced at Shen Yumo, her face was expressionless, so Jiang Ziquan could only touch his head: "Mom, I also need to tidy up my house a little bit, so I will trouble you."

Mrs. Shen looked at Jiang Ziquan, then at Shen Yumo, sighed and said, "Okay, then you should be more careful when driving."

"Don't worry." Jiang Ziquan blinked her eyes charmingly, stood up and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Ah."

After bidding farewell to the Shen couple, Shen Yumo went out to see her off. This house was almost chosen by Jiang Ziquan, and the floor was very low. She walked up to the stairs familiarly.

"There's an elevator here." When Shen Yumo came out, she saw that she was in deep thought, so she didn't speak, thinking she was in a daze, so she persuaded in a low voice.

"Ah? Well, walk with me for a while longer." Jiang Ziquan was stunned for a while. When she came up, she followed Shen Yumo closely. Naturally, she came up by the elevator. She was lost for a while, and unexpectedly went to the stairs. It happened that she didn't like to take the elevator either.

Shen Yumo looked at her suspiciously, only to see her looking at him with a smile on her face, and could only say "OK."

Although the community here is a bit remote, the facilities are quite good, and the voice-activated lights on the stairs are also very bright.

Jiang Ziquan followed behind Shen Yumo, he could only see the back of Shen Yumo's head, and could only hear the sound of high heels rubbing against the ground.

Listen, listen, Jiang Ziquan deliberately adjusted his steps so that they were exactly the same as Shen Yumo's, and his own shadow overlapped with Shen Yumo's.

In the entire corridor, only the sound of rattling can be heard. It is obvious that two people are walking, but there is only one sound.

Shen Yumo has already stepped out with his left foot, and his right foot is still where it was. Holding on to the escalator, he turned to look at her.

Jiang Ziquan went down another flight of stairs. She knew that Shen Yumo must have discovered her little thought, so she could only smile and turn her head to meet her gaze.

The two just looked at each other without speaking. They were quiet for a while, and even the voice-activated lights on the corridor were turned off.

Shen Yumo adjusted her position, clapped her hands again, and the corridor became brighter again. She still slightly half-opened her eyes to adapt to the intensity of the light, but Jiang Ziquan didn't know when she had reached her upper floor.

Jiang Ziquan was already tall, so he smiled at her, then quickly bent over and hugged Shen Yumo, Shen Yumo was also a little bit shocked by the sudden strength of the hug, but fortunately she used great strength, and tightly circled Shen Yumo. In his arms, otherwise Shen Yumo might not even be able to stand still.

Shen Yumo's whole body was stiffened by her movements, and her neck itched a little due to her breathing, so she unconsciously moved away a little, and whispered, "Ziquan?"

Jiang Ziquan secretly sniffed her nose vigorously, the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of Shen Yumo, she really wanted to keep on like this, but now is not the time, so she could only reluctantly let it go, pretending to be calm and said with a smile, "Shen Yumo good night, teacher."

After speaking, Jiang Ziquan quickly went down the stairs, and the only sound of high heels could be heard in the whole corridor.

Shen Yumo touched the place she had reported. Although she was a little surprised, she was not very repulsed. Thinking of Jiang Ziquan's little action just now, the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to deepen.

Chapter 22

Jiang Ziquan went to Shen Yumo's house the next day as scheduled. Because it snowed all night yesterday, the entire Beijin City was covered in whiteness, and the occasional passers-by in twos and threes on the road were also sweeping the piles in front of the door. Snow.

The snow on the ground was a bit thick, and Jiang Ziquan's driving speed slowed down a lot. It took her more than two hours to travel this long distance, and the long drive made her feel dizzy.

Shen Yumo saw the familiar license plate from a distance, frowned, then stopped sweeping the snow, walked to the car with a broom, and knocked on the window tentatively.