Li Yunting agreed, "No problem, it's just a side job."

"What's more, I will have a long-term cooperation with Qinghe. There is nothing that cannot be sold out of the clothes she designs."

Jiang Chunlin didn't expect Li Yunting to respond so readily. He looked at him meaningfully, picked up the teacup, took a few sips of tea, and lowered his eyes to look at the tea leaves floating in the cup.

"Brother Li, you have a wide network of contacts and can get a lot of things, but some things are not yours so you'd better not covet them!"

Li Yunting was stunned and looked at Jiang Chunlin in confusion.

Immediately, he smiled and said, "It depends on what it is. Dispensable things can be discarded, and useless things can be considered based on cost. As for irreplaceable things, we must get them!"

Jiang Chunlin tightened his grip on the teacup. "No matter how rare something is, if it has an owner, it's better not to touch it. Otherwise, you will pay a price you can't afford."

Li Yunting smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Chunlin put down the teacup, stood up and said, "Brother Li, please take care of the fabric. I will pay for the shipping."

Li Yunting nodded, "Of course, brothers have to settle accounts clearly. I will sign a contract for you then."

Jiang Chunlin glanced at Li Yunting, then turned and walked out.

"Brother Li." Fei Tie came out from another room and glanced at Jiang Chunlin's back. "Are you really not going to tell Jiang Chunlin about that?"

"No need!" Li Yunting said.

Fei Tie frowned, feeling that this was not a good idea, and advised, "Brother Li..."

With a bang!

Li Yunting slammed the teacup heavily on the table, and some of the tea in the cup spilled out.

He looked at Fei Tie coldly, "Since when do I need you to make decisions for me?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Li!" Fei Tie bowed his head and apologized.

Then he took out a roll of money from his pocket and put it on the table, and handed a contract to Li Yunting, "Fifty dollars a month, a total of three hundred dollars for half a year."

Li Yunting opened the contract and took a look at it. He rubbed his fingers on the signature for a while, then waved his hand to let Fei Tie go out.

Fei Tie came out of the house, scratched his head, and murmured, "What is Brother Li doing? Doing good deeds without leaving a name? Being a living Lei Feng?"

Coming out of Li Yunting's base, Jiang Chunlin's face turned cold.

This shameless guy actually likes Shen Qinghe.

…

"What did Brother Li say?" When Shen Qinghe saw Jiang Chunlin coming back, her beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkled and she looked at him expectantly.

Jiang Chunlin didn't care that Luo Aixiang and Luo Ailan were there too, and hugged Shen Qinghe in his arms.

Luo Ailan and Luo Aixiang were dumbfounded. They looked at each other quickly and then ran away together.

"Jiang Chunlin, you're crazy." Shen Qinghe hit Jiang Chunlin's back hard, and felt that it was a bit too hard, so she reached out and rubbed him, trying to push him away but failed.

"Ailan and Aixiang are also here. How shameless of you to do this?" Shen Qinghe said in a low voice with a red face.

"They have already left." After saying this, Jiang Chunlin picked up Shen Qinghe and walked quickly into the house.

She looked even more anxious than the groom when he first entered the bridal chamber.

"What are you doing in broad daylight?" Shen Qinghe put her arms around Jiang Chunlin's neck and looked at him in disbelief.

"I thought about it." Jiang Chunlin lowered his head and kissed Shen Qinghe lightly on the lips. "I haven't had enough fun since you got pregnant. I finally gave birth to the baby, and mom lives in the same room with us."

"We're making too much noise and I'm afraid mom will hear us. We finally have some time to ourselves, so we have to hurry up."

"What time do you want to hurry up?" Shen Qinghe spat at him.

Jiang Chunlin put Shen Qinghe on the kang, then pressed on her, looked at her rosy little face, and touched her face curiously.

"My wife is so beautiful!" Other good-looking men want to covet her.

Shen Qinghe reached out and gently hit Jiang Chunlin's shoulder, "We are an old married couple, how come you are even more talkative than when you first started?"

"Even if we are ten, twenty, or thirty years apart, you will still be beautiful. Even if you become an old woman, you will still be the most beautiful old woman." Jiang Chunlin kissed Shen Qinghe every time he spoke.

From the forehead to the eyes, nose, mouth, chin, all the way down...

Shen Qinghe held the bed sheet tightly to prevent herself from screaming out of control.

Luo Aixiang and Luo Ailan lived in the west wing. Although there was some distance between them, it would be very embarrassing if the two inexperienced girls heard what was happening.

The door to the main room was kept closed, even the curtains were drawn, and no one came out.

Luo Aixiang's stomach growled with hunger, "Sister, do you want to go call Qinghe?"

Luo Ailan is older than Luo Aixiang. When she was a child, she slept on the same kang with her parents and often pretended to be asleep.

Jiang Chunlin and Shen Qinghe hadn't come out for such a long time, and they had closed the door and drawn the curtains, so she naturally knew what they were doing.

She coughed uncomfortably, "Stop yelling, let's go cook."

Luo Aixiang muttered, "Qinghe promised to make braised pork for me today."

"You." Luo Ailan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She didn't know whether Luo Aixiang really didn't understand or was just pretending.

Luo Aixiang also reacted belatedly and her face turned as red as a monkey's butt. It's not that she didn't know about it, but it happened in broad daylight and she couldn't expect it.

Luo Ailan rolled the noodles and made the oil-splashed noodles.

After the meal was ready, Shen Qinghe and Jiang Chunlin were not called. Instead, the rolled noodles were neatly placed on the chopping board and covered with a clean cloth soaked in water to prevent the noodles from drying out.

After dinner, the two went back to the house.

Jiang Chunlin is crazy today, crazier than ever.

Shen Qinghe felt like she was a boat in the sea, constantly tossed up and down by the wind and waves. It was not until it was completely dark that Shen Qinghe was able to rest and instantly fell asleep.

Jiang Chunlin kissed Shen Qinghe's little face, quietly got up and went to the kitchen to boil hot water, and carefully wiped Shen Qinghe's body.

Seeing the bruises on her body, I felt very guilty.

He had a lot of fun just now, but he didn't control his strength well.

He reached out and gently touched Shen Qinghe's arm, thinking, this skin is too tender, like tofu, it will leave marks if touched.

Shen Qinghe slept until noon before waking up.

Luo Aixiang and Luo Ailan were washing clothes in the yard. Shen Qinghe came out of the house, looking very embarrassed.

Luo Aixiang and Luo Ailan's faces were also red. They smiled foolishly at Shen Qinghe and then lowered their heads to wash clothes.

Luo Ailan was more mature. She cleared her throat and glanced around, but she didn't dare to look at Shen Qinghe. "Qinghe, Brother Chunlin made chicken soup for you. He told you to drink it before he left. He also said he wouldn't cook tonight, so we should go to the state-owned restaurant to eat."

"Oh." Shen Qinghe reached out and touched her face, looking at Luo Ailan and Luo Aixiang, who were blushing abnormally, and were so embarrassed that they could dig out a row of houses.

She went to the kitchen to drink chicken soup, and when she saw noodles, she made herself a bowl.

I had just finished my meal when I heard someone knocking on the gate.

Shen Qinghe came out of the kitchen to open the door, and when she saw the person in front of her, her eyes widened in shock.