There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

Suddenly, Lu Zhiqiao was asked by surprise. She stared at the person in front of her in a daze, motionless, and saw her face through the dark brown water eyes.

Astonishment, loss, and joy...

Is this to propose to her?

Since the two are living together in love, everything is as fast as the wind. In just two months, they have done everything that a couple should do during the love period, but the wind should stop, and life will eventually return to plainness. Worrying about the calm and stable life for a long time, you will feel dull, tired, and drift away.

She was worried that the gap between the two was too big, that they could only fall in love for a short time, and they could not walk far, but they could divide and recombine again and again. It was only after getting along now that she found that the two are the most suitable for each other.

She was working hard to break free from the shackles and walked out of the whirlpool, completely letting go of her mindset that she took for granted, understanding her respect for her, and using actions to prove to each other that she was worthy.

It's reassuring.

marry......

She had never thought about words, words, or even concepts. I thought I would depend on my daughter for the rest of my life, and it was great to make more friends, but I didn't expect to find a destined lover.

It doesn't matter whether she gets married or not, she just wants to accompany each other hand in hand and spend the rest of her life together.

"But we can't get the evidence like the opposite sex." Lu Zhiqiao muttered, blinking, he couldn't help but raise his hand to caress Qi Yan's face.

Qi Yan was startled and chuckles, "You haven't answered me if I want to."

"Yes." She answered without hesitation, her eyes bright.

Qi Yan stretched out her hand and shaved her nose, then she lied close to her and lowered her voice: "We can hold a wedding. Let's take wedding photos. I want to see how you look like in your wedding dress."

A soft kiss fell on her lips.

Breathing across his cheeks, Lu Zhiqiao's heart beat fast, a little nervous, he couldn't help holding the man's lips, and in response, they sucked at each other like chasing and playfulness.

For a moment, reluctantly let go, the two of them were thin|red with lips.

"I want to see you wearing a wedding dress too." Lu Zhiqiao hugged her and lowered his eyes shamelessly.

My fingers slowly combed through the silky hair, which seemed to be a little longer, but it was far from the waist-length before. The back is half empty, it is regrettable, but I think it will grow longer in the future, and it will grow better than before, and I get some comfort.

"But the wedding..." She pondered for a moment without saying a word.

Qi Yan was stunned: "What's the matter?"

"Just forget about the wedding. I don't have any family or friends here. I can't get a lot of fun, and I just go out--" She sighed and didn't know what to say for a while. She didn't like being too high-profile. When the wedding was held, the wind leaked out, and I don't know how many eyes must be fixed on them.

Just imagining this possibility made her uneasy.

Only one wall lamp was on in the bedroom, and the dim yellow light fell on Lu Zhiqiao's face. Her long and thick eyelashes were like two small fans, casting faint shadows.

The shadow is all her mind.

Qi Yan tightened his arms and tilted his head to kiss her hair, "Joe, if you want, we will have a small wedding with no more than fifty people. If you don't want to, we will only take wedding photos and go to the wedding. Honeymoon, I listen to you.” After finishing speaking, he asked expectantly: “One of the most important things in life, don’t you want to have a sense of ritual?”

"Do you want to?" Lu Zhiqiao looked up at her.

"think."

The two looked at each other for a long time.

The eyes are quagmire, and the mind is deep in it, intertwined and perishable.

Lu Zhiqiao looked at her deeply, his uneasiness disappeared suddenly, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, let's prepare together."

It was late outside, and the stars rose to the sky. The two of them held the secret words for a while, and Qi Yan led Lu Zhiqiao out, saying that he had booked a banquet tonight to celebrate her birthday. Lu Zhiqiao didn't expect it, and when he knew there was a surprise, he didn't guess, and let her guide himself.

The daughter said that her mother never had her birthday.

Qi Yan can guess some of the reasons, and I will not mention the old things anymore. She thought that Qiao Qiao probably didn't like the sudden excitement. Today, I was tired after a busy day, so I didn’t have to toss too much. The family happily went to have a meal and came back. Cut the cake.

The cake is double-layered, covered with chocolate sauce and fruit. My daughter likes to eat it the most. It is greedy.

A total of 33 candles were lit. The mother and daughter made a wish. As soon as they blew it out, Lu Wei waved a plastic knife and cut the cake. He cut the two pieces with the most material and gave them to Lu Zhiqiao and Qi Yan. Then eat it by yourself.

The mothers are not greedy for sweets, they only symbolically eat two pieces, and the rest will eventually fall into her stomach.

The little girl was very happy.

After eating the cake, Lu Zhiqiao and her daughter sat down to play with the computer. The original notebook was used for five years and there was nothing wrong with it. She just wanted to buy a new spare. I saw the last one a long time ago, because I was not in a hurry to use it, so I didn't buy it. I didn't expect my daughter to buy it for her now.

The price of a computer is a little over ten thousand yuan. For a daughter who does not yet have a source of income, a lot of blood can be calculated. When she saw the computer at first glance, she almost had to blame, but she held back. After all, the surprise was more than worrying.

Receiving a gift from her daughter is what makes her most happy today.

"Mom, there will be a piano competition next year, and I will participate." Lu Wei put his arm around his mother and rubbed her in his arms. He had forgotten what he said last time after the two quarreled.

She is an easy-to-satisfy older child.

Lu Zhiqiao adjusted the initial settings of the computer, turned off the computer, raised his hand to hold the person in his arms, smiled in response, and said: "I participate in the competition for fun, exercise my ability to play on stage, not stage fright, and won't win prizes. It doesn't matter, mom just hopes you can enjoy it."

"Of course~"

The mother and daughter sat on the sofa and chatted for a while. Lu Wei consciously went to the bath and brushed his teeth. He planned to recite a few words before going to bed, and went back to the room obediently.

As the night got deeper, the wall clock pointed to ten thirty.

Half an hour ago, Qi Yan said to go to the door to sort things out, but never came back. Lu Zhiqiao stared at the wall clock, a little unable to sit still, and wanted to get up and take a look. She paused, stunned, and then turned around and went to the bedroom, thinking about taking a shower first, and if the person didn't come back later, she would pull it over and go to sleep directly.

The drops of water splashed on the ground and crackled for a while. Twenty minutes passed.

The living room is still empty.

Lu Zhiqiao frowned slightly, flicked on the slippers outside the door, pushed the door out, walked through the wide corridor, and knocked on the opposite door.

"Words--"

After knocking for a long time, the door opened, and a ray of light leaked out of the room. At that moment, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly felt that she had come to knock on the door of 902 when the two were unfamiliar. It was also the scene before her.

Before she could speak, she was pulled in by a hand.

--boom

The door was pushed hard by the wind.

Standing in front of him, Qi Yan wore a white shirt that was just over his hips. The long sleeves looked like pajamas, but they didn't look like they were loose and slumped on his body.

Only the bottom two buttons were buttoned. The top was open, and the scene faintly revealed. Only the thin white neck|child and straight collar|bones were seen, and there was a slight hazy feeling under the light. The corners of her mouth were smiling and winking. Tick ​​lightly, like a fake and serious bird|beast, stubborn and tempted.

Lu Zhiqiao's brain buzzed, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

Qi Yan slowly unbuttoned the button, took off his white shirt, turned his back to her, turned his head, and smiled cutely: "I am your gift tonight..."

After deciding to hold the wedding, the young couple began to prepare, and the top priority was naturally the wedding dress.

Ordinary people get married by renting wedding dresses, and there is no time for temporary selection, but Qi Yan wants a sense of ritual and needs to be exclusive and eternal from head to toe, so he planned to buy it from the beginning. If a set is not enough, he needs to buy more. Several sets.

Went around several big brands, came and went to pick up dazzling, overall are satisfied, only the two people feel helpless is that the only match with the wedding dress is a suit, different wedding dress styles are different, they want to wear a couple style but did not Have to choose.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't want to be too troublesome, so he thought about it, as long as they both wear wedding dresses. But Qi Yan cares about this. With so many dresses in the plan, two of them will always be couple models. They can't be bought off-the-shelf, so they can simply go for high-end models that are unique in the world.

The production cycle of couture wedding dresses is long, so the wedding will not be scheduled for at least six months.

Even if Qi Yan is anxious, for the perfect wedding, he can only be patient and contact the couture designer. Lu Zhiqiao was not very familiar with this aspect and had no contacts, so he left it all to Qi Yan to work, and he was still busy at work.

When Qi Yan was picking and choosing, she followed the team to Italy to shoot a same-sex-themed dress show, which is Jiangyu's new lapella season. The models took turns showing them on the catwalk, and the more they looked at them, the more they had the taste of couples, she was fascinated by it.

When I asked Jiang Yu, I learned that the brand has long had "women's customization" styles, specifically for lesbians.

"Really, why didn't you say it earlier."

After returning to China, the two of them sat in the office, and Qi Yan took a look at the brand's past customization cases, and patted his thighs with joy.

Jiang Yu leaned on the sofa, with a cigarette between her slender fingers, the sparks were burning, and she lazily said, "You didn't ask me again."

She took a mouthful of her cigarette, exhaling a faint white mist, her eyes turned to the young girl who was sitting behind her desk and writing something, her eyes showed a pampering look, and the corners of her lips were raised unconsciously.

"Ji Lao still knows Ji Lao best." Qi Yan sighed lightly, his smile on the corners of his mouth deepened, and finally moved his gaze away from the album and raised his head.

Just about to talk, I saw Jiang Yu staring at the girl and smiling, like looking at a prey or a pet.

I don't know how many times I met.

She glanced at the girl quickly, pretending not to see it, and said solemnly: "When will your designer friend come over?"

"Next month." Jiang Yu retracted his gaze, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were calm and in an official tone, "He is very busy. He will only have time to come over at the end of next month. You have to stay for about five days. advance booking."

"Can you say hello to him for me?"

"Can."

"Thanks." Qi Yan smiled indifferently, and stood up holding the album, "I'll take this back and take a look."

Jiang Yu nodded, did not speak, and glanced at the young girl again.

Stepping out of the office, Qi Yan was in a very good mood, and somehow felt more relaxed than before. Perhaps she understood something because of seeing the girl.

Very young girl, full of collagen, looks at most in her early twenties, maybe even under the age of twenties. The fresh and tender little sister is obviously the opposite type of her-well-behaved, introverted, innocent, just like human and animal harmless. White Rabbit.

She was very happy, no matter whether Jiang Yu treated the girl sincerely, at least she had gotten rid of her shadow.

The fate between the two is over, and now each has its own love, and she also hopes that she can be happy.

When he walked to the elevator, Qi Yan stretched out his hand to press a button. He remembered that he had forgotten to tell Jiang Yu about something at work. He turned back and approached the office door, but he heard a low noise coming from the private toilet next door.

"Sister...Don't..."

"Hey, take your hands away."

"Well."

Qi Yan suddenly numbs his scalp and feels embarrassed. Without a second word, he changed his pace. He said to Assistant Feng on the phone and asked him to convey it on his behalf.

......

In the blink of an eye into December, the temperature dropped sharply, and it was getting colder and colder outside.

It was fine on the weekend, and Qi Yan took Lu Zhiqiao to see the costume dress. A friend she knew from the photography circle opened a photo studio and took the high-end route. The film must be high-quality, and the costumes and props were also of high quality. Usually they are not rented out to outsiders, let alone sold, but they can be rented to friends. Qi Yan.

The strong Chinese-style room is antique, and it is filled with rows of thick and gorgeous ancient dresses, mostly in majestic red, gold, and black colors, which is quite classical.

Because friends were busy and couldn't receive them personally, they sent an assistant to lead them to choose.

From the Han Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, there were all kinds of styles. Lu Zhiqiao was dazzled. He didn't know which one to choose. He felt nervous for no reason. He always held Qi Yan's hand tightly.

"Which one do you think is good?" she asked, turning her head.

Qi Yan stopped, paused, and walked back to the Tang Dynasty sub-district, staring at the dress named "Wu Zetian", thinking in his mind, without a moment a flash of inspiration.

Empress's favorite queen?

"This set, I..."

After speaking, the door of the changing room next door was pushed open from both sides, and a woman in a Han Dynasty dress came out. Her black and shiny hair fell from her waist, loosely tied, wearing a gorgeous and heavy golden crown, her makeup was thick and she was tall, and the combination of red and black became more solemn and solemn.

The two looked over subconsciously, and Lu Zhiqiao opened his eyes slightly and sighed, "It's so beautiful..."

Although the voice was small, the people around him could hear clearly. Qi Yan raised his eyelids and caught a glimpse of unconcealable surprise in her eyes. He was startled and his face suddenly sank.

A man who also wore a Han dynasty dress came out from behind.

Obviously couples or couples came to take pictures of costumes.

Qi Yan's eyes darkened, and an inexplicable sourness surged in his heart, pretending to be indifferent: "Is the dress good-looking or the person good-looking?"

"The dress." Lu Zhiqiao still didn't look away, "but people look better."

I have never seen such a beautiful woman in ancient costumes, almost catching up with the actors in the costume TV series, that figure, that temperament, a smile...

Qi Yan didn't speak, he lowered his head and continued to choose.

......

After ordering the dress style, Qi Yan said hello to his friend, and the two left the photo studio.

Because Lu Zhiqiao was going to the office to pick up things temporarily, the car drove to the company. Qi Yan didn't speak all the way, focusing on driving, his chaotic eyes flashed with dark and unclear emotions.

After a while, the car stopped in front of the company building. Lu Zhiqiao picked up the bag and opened the door. "Yes, I will get down soon. You will just wait here to avoid running."

Qi Yan ignored her, got out of the car, closed the lock, and followed behind her.

On weekends, the building was sparsely populated and looked empty.

As the elevator went up all the way, Qi Yan didn't say a word in the narrow and confined space, and his face became more ugly. Lu Zhiqiao finally noticed something was wrong and gently grabbed her hand, "What's the matter?"

"Other people's wives are pretty." Qi Yan couldn't help but said sourly.

I didn't want to care about it, but how long has it been since I had a cold face, this person has only discovered now, how can she lose her temper? So he didn't restrain himself for a while, whispered and curled his lips.

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned and suddenly realized that he was a little bit dumbfounded for a while, and was about to explain, when the floor arrived, the elevator door opened.

Her half of her lips tightened again, pulling her out.

Although it was the weekend, there were a small number of employees working overtime. Lu Zhiqiao let go when he got out of the elevator, speeded up his pace and walked towards the office, reached the door, reached into his bag and took out the key.

As soon as she opened the door and entered, she was pushed down suddenly, and she almost staggered, with a strong arm like a chain wrapped around her waist.

When the world turned around, she was pushed against the wall.

"Words?"

In panic, Lu Zhiqiao met Qi Yan's sour gaze, his heartbeat suddenly missed, "You...what are you going to do?"

Qi Yan tilted his head to look at the office, a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and lowered his voice: "Do you want to come here once?"

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