There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

The wall was cold and coldness came from his scalp. Lu Zhiqiao shuddered. After understanding the meaning of the words, he suddenly felt red and hot, and said: "What are you thinking! No seriousness every day."

After speaking, struggling to push people away.

Qi Yan released his hand very cooperatively, restrained the sly smile in his eyes, raised his eyebrows: "Heh, what I think in my mind is not serious, and if you think of other people's wives in your mind, you are serious."

One hand pinched her shoulder.

"I'm jealous when I praise others?" Lu Zhiqiao grinned, not willing to use force.

Qi Yan curled his lips and said nothing.

Since being together, this person has become more and more like a child, but he is just superficially naive, and I don't know what abacus is in his heart. Lu Zhiqiao has been recruited more and more times, and he has already known it well, and he has developed a sense of defense. In many cases, this is a kind of fun.

Holding the scale, after all, it's going to be coaxed.

She grabbed Qi Yan's hand, wrapped it into her palm and shook it firmly, "You are the most beautiful in my heart."

The corners of Qi Yan's mouth immediately bent, looking like he was coaxed, Lu Zhiqiao smiled, thinking about what to take, his eyes crossed her and fell on the desk behind him, not paying attention to the subtle emotions in her eyes, and then relaxed. Hand, walk over.

She walked around the desk, opened the innermost drawer, took out a thick folder, flipped through it, pulled a piece of paper from it, folded it, put it in her bag, and put the folder back.

Qi Yan leaned against the door and looked at her secretly, his eyes erratic.

Tables, chairs, sofas, windows...

This weekend, Lu Zhiqiao dressed more casually, wearing a smoky blue v-neck sweater with a woolen half skirt. The exposed ankles and ankles are wrapped in short boots, making it more gentle and gentle as a wife. Even if she is not wearing formal clothes, she is in the office at the moment, and the environment can make people imagine that cold and solemn look.

Qi Yan's eyes dimmed, his fingers touched the handle of the door, locked, and stepped forward to hug her.

Thin|The soft lips fell to the face, and they touched them carefully. The two arms tightened like iron tongs. Lu Zhiqiao was shocked and struck the man's hand, but he was caught instead.

"Words..."

"Shhh—"

Qi Yan pushed the person to|at the desk, his eyes showed a confused sentiment, and he leaned carefully behind his ears and sniffed, as if to kiss, and not to kiss, breathing for a while. He just watched her ear tips slowly turn red.

Feeling her trembling, Qi Yan stepped back at the right time. Without pressing too tightly, he only adjusted his posture, facing each other, sliding his lips along the line of her face to his chin, and wandering around.

Between the teasing, Qi Yan coaxed softly: "I locked the door, and no one is looking for you on weekends." His tone was full of seduction.

Lu Zhiqiao turned his head to hide, but this person expected her reaction. One hand clasped the back of her head, and the city between her lips was undefended and stolen.

Another endless teasing.

She gradually collapsed|softened.

The heart beats faster and faster. Perhaps because of the environment, she was faintly irritated and a little excited. It was clear that Qi Yan's hands had already begun to play, but she was relentless to stop it. She felt that she was half pushing and half pushing.

But if Qi Yan was left to her, she couldn't let go of her face.

The room was silent and a prairie fire was lit, while the sky outside was cloudy and the cold wind was blowing.

"Words, no ——" Lu Zhiqiao propped his hands on the table, his head tilted slightly, his voice squeezed out of his throat, with a whimsical meaning.

Qi Yan's heart was full of enthusiasm, no matter how willing to listen to her pale and weak words, he only felt that he wanted to refuse and welcome, and ignored it.

"Wait back, do whatever you want, don't be here..."

"Isn't it exciting here?"

As he spoke, his actions became more presumptuous.

After a while, Lu Zhiqiao was short of breath, with beautiful peach blossoms on his cheeks, but he was still holding on, clenching his teeth.

"Qiao--" Qi Yan bowed his head and pecked at her ear, "I like to see your restrained look like you obviously want but refuse to let go."

His mind was pierced by a word, and his face disappeared. Lu Zhiqiao was ashamed, and he was about to hit her with his hand, but was caught again. This time, Qi Yan tried his best to stop her from moving, and he was able to free up a hand to take the finger from the bag.

Today is a great opportunity. On weekends, there are no people in the company, and there will be no job search, so she will not be disturbed. She has to taste the taste of being in the office.

Seeing the finger|set, Lu Zhiqiao was shocked: "You take it with you?"

Was it premeditated?

Sure enough, waiting for her here. Being jealous is fake, and she was caught again.

There is really no way to take this person.

"Who makes you so delicious?" Qi Yan kissed her and tore open the package neatly with one hand, how skilled and skilled that action would be.

Lu Zhiqiao blushed, unable to speak for a long while, feeling ashamed, and joyful in his heart, and finally gave up resistance and did whatever she wanted.

Desks, chairs, sofas...

The last is in front of the window.

It is very clear from the inside to the outside, with tall buildings and busy traffic. Although Lu Zhiqiao understands that looking inside is reflective and unclear, under psychological influence, it is inevitable to feel excitement and shame. The people on the back kept shouting "Mr. Lu", which made her flustered and excited.

Qi Yan is very sorry that today she is not wearing a suit, otherwise she should feel more.

......

After stopping, Lu Zhiqiao slumped on the sofa, closing his eyes. The wet piece was already dry, but there was still a little dry on the desk, which was reflecting light.

Qi Yan cleaned up the mess, wiped the water on the table, and sat with him for a while.

No one spoke, but didn't feel embarrassed, on the contrary, there was a kind of comfortable warmth dissolved in the air. When she had enough rest, she helped Lu Zhiqiao get up, and the two left contentedly.

At the end of the month, Jiang Yu’s designer friends came to Jiangcheng and took half a day to receive Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao. To make a high-end wedding dress requires full communication between the two parties, the more detailed the better, the size is measured after the communication, and after all the details are finalized, you only need to wait.

A couple's wedding dress, two pieces, the production cycle is about half a year.

The two set the wedding for next summer.

The faster the time goes, the hectic and busy, with firewood, rice, oil and salt, small days are like mixing oil in honey, and the family of three enjoys a good time.

In the blink of an eye, it was the Chinese New Year.

I used to go on holiday during the Chinese New Year, and I was bored. This year, the three mothers and daughters returned to their parents' homes, and the family was more lively together, and it would also allow Lu Zhi Qiaoan to rest quietly for a few days.

The house is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, but it is a pity that Jiangcheng is forbidden to set off fireworks and firecrackers, and the surroundings are so quiet that there is no New Year atmosphere.

Since Qi Yan told her parents about Lu Zhiqiao's family, she has completely lost her family status. Today, the most favored daughter in the family is not her, but Lu Zhiqiao. Originally, Ms. Lin loved Niuniu very much, but now she has more sympathy and affection.

Occasionally, Qi Yan joked "protest" and said that he was his own. Ms. Lin said, "Don't make a noise. Both are my daughters now."

At first, Lu Zhiqiao worried that Ms. Lin’s "eccentric eyes" would make her words unhappy, but for a long time, her words would be careless and careless at all. On the contrary, they were happy. He always hugged her and said: Home, everyone, Xiaojia, all have it.

If life must first be bitter and then sweet, then all the bitterness she suffered in the past is worth it.

Someone is the proud child of heaven, and has a smooth life, only sweet but not bitter, she is so unfortunate in comparison. But there are many people who have only bitterness in their lives, never sweetness. In contrast, she is lucky, and she has no reason to mourn her misfortune.

After all, it's self-knowledge.

On New Year's Eve, the house is very lively.

Because the servants were all going home for the New Year, no one could cook, so they could only cook by themselves. Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao made a large table of New Year's Eve dinner after busying themselves. The craftsmanship of the two of them is naturally good. Parents praised while eating. It is rare that Ms. Lin didn't let her daughters and daughters hang on the sidelines this time.

"Little girl, eat more, you are growing up."

Dad Qi's own bowl is full of vegetables, so he doesn't care about eating, so he gives Lu Wei everything, and wants to bring everything in front of her.

"Grandpa, I am an older child, don't call me that..." The little girl laughed helplessly.

He was startled, laughed cheerfully, and coaxed: "Okay, eldest child, Niuniu, then it's still a child."

"Well."

Perhaps because of his old age, the two elders especially liked talking to Niuniu when they were at home, and subconsciously felt that the child was innocent, so coaxing, and it was easy to communicate with each other, and it was also a rare relaxation.

The daughter grew up so old that she had never been with the elderly. For a while, Lu Zhi Qiao was worried that she would be annoying, but after a long time, she found that her daughter seemed to enjoy the feeling of being spoiled by the elderly, and he was able to let it go, so he dispelled his worries.

Qi Yan was hungry tonight and ate too much. She was a little bit supportive while eating. She put down her chopsticks and leaned back, "Hey, I can't eat anymore, so I can support it."

There is still a small bowl of rice, a chicken wing, and a bunch of shrimps left in the bowl, most of which are to be discarded.

"Give it to me, don't waste it." Lu Zhiqiao glanced, taking away her dishes and putting them in front of him without saying a word.

The rice was covered with chicken wing sauce, and there were fragments of chili leaves on the side of the bowl. The oil was not too oily. Lu Zhiqiao ate without blinking his eyes. He looked calm and normal. After eating out the rice without two bites, he then gnawed the chicken wings. Peel the shrimp patiently.

Qi Yan was stunned, and didn't return to his senses for a long while.

"Wife, that's my leftovers..." She muttered quietly regardless of being at the dining table.

There are two concepts for leftovers. One is that you have not finished a meal, save it for the next meal, and keep it clean. She is fine. The second is that it’s like this, it’s impossible for someone to eat leftovers from other people’s meals anyway.

Since childhood, only parents have eaten her leftovers, and she has never eaten anyone's leftovers.

But Jojo is no one else.

Lu Zhiqiao was concentrating on peeling the shrimp, raising his head when he heard the sound, and looking at her questioningly: "Is it so strange? I often eat the leftovers of the girl..."

The parents next to him were all taken aback.

Ms. Lin felt uncomfortable, and felt that the two children were cute. It looked like when she and her husband were young. When she thought about it, she laughed and said: "Qiao Qiao, Yan Yan has been spoiled since childhood. So much, it’s a waste. Just throw it away next time. Don’t get used to her too.” After speaking, he looked at her daughter again, and said, “How much you eat, you have to change this wasteful habit, Mr. What's the matter with Jojo eating your leftovers."

Qi Yan coughed lightly, his face was a little red. I don't know if it was criticized by his mother, or because Lu Zhiqiao was ashamed of eating her leftovers.

"Mom, don't say that."

Lu Zhiqiao smiled, his soft eyebrows curled up, and his gaze at Qi Yan showed a pampering pampering look, "I like to be used to her, no matter what I do."

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