Staying in the hospital is, after all, not as comfortable as being at home.
Once it was confirmed that Shen Qingqing and the two children were okay, Jiang Zhixun went home to get the car and pick them up for discharge.
Mothers cannot catch a draft, so he deliberately took a blanket and wrapped Shen Qingqing up tightly.
The weather hadn't turned chilly this season yet.
Shen Qingqing complained, "Are you trying to roast me?"
She was "glared at" by the man.
Jiang Zhixun sternly said, "Don't say that word, take it off once we're in the car, it'll be quick."
Shen Qingqing snorted, "Having kids changes everything, you even dare to glare at me now, who knows what you'll do in a few years."
Jiang Zhixun's face was awkward.
He had just been deliberately trying to scare her.
He meekly said, "I won't dare anymore in the future."
Shen Qingqing ignored him and was about to walk off on her own.
