There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

After speaking, everyone at the dinner table except Lu Zhiqiao paused. Qi Yan felt the sight cast by his side. He raised his head and stared at Lu Zhiqiao in a daze. He was melted into that affectionate and gentle gaze. The red face became even more red.

"I......"

She didn't know what to say for a while.

I thought that only her parents could see her most embarrassed, not to dislike her all, and tolerate everything about her. After meeting Lu Zhiqiao, there was another person in the world who treated her this way. After a long time in the window, he almost forgot what love was like.

She is obsessed with cleanliness and never touches the leftovers of others. Even if Jojo is not "others", the psychological effect makes her unacceptable.

So very guilty.

Qiao Qiao can eat her leftovers, but she can't eat Qiao Qiao's leftovers-it is just a simple "leftovers", and suddenly feels infinitely sad.

Obviously he is not a person who thinks too much, but at the moment he is a little sentimental.

Of course, Lu Zhiqiao's words pulled her out of melancholy.

His wife spoils her like that!

She was so happy.

For a moment, Qi Yan's mouth turned up slowly, and he sent a kiss in the air, looked at Ms. Lin triumphantly, and said in a joking tone: "Have you seen, Mom, my wife loves me very much, I've been her Spoiled, alas."

"You kid—"

Ms. Lin had a dumbfounding expression on her face, blinked, turned her head and looked at her husband for a few seconds, and the two of them made a "tsk tusk" sound at the same time.

"Qiao Qiao spoils you, then you are blessed, and you have to fix the wasteful problems, you know?"

"Hey, you know, don't let anyone down at the dinner table."

"Tsk tusk tusk—"

Qi Yan stuck his tongue out, then turned to look at Lu Zhiqiao. The two looked at each other and smiled, passing warmth with their eyes at the dinner table.

The two old men said that they didn't have a look, but didn't mention how happy they were. The two children love each other, love each other, and support each other, which is the best. As a parent, I am satisfied when my children are happy and peaceful, and their lives are going well.

Only Lu Wei was the most calm.

The little girl ate the food for herself, her mouth full of oil, and she said in a non-salty way: "Grandma, they are like this every day at home. It's no surprise to me that you and grandpa will get used to it in the future."

Everyone was taken aback again, and suddenly laughter broke out at the dinner table.

"Hahahahahaha..."

After eating, the family went for a walk to digest.

It was quiet outside, there was no wind, the sky was dark, and there was no moon rising. The first month is the coldest time, especially at night. The cold air penetrates the clothes and burrows into the bones. After a while, the hands and feet are cold and stiff.

The street lights in the community are bright, and although it is quiet, the nearby houses are brightly lit, and there is a festive atmosphere.

Lu Zhiqiao originally planned to drop by to see Shu Minxi, but remembered that the person said that he would return to his hometown during the Spring Festival this year, guessing that there might be no one in the house at the moment, so he gave up the idea.

Because of the cold, the family only walked two laps along the nearby path, chatting about the wedding, and talking about the wedding gifts for them, counting that it was almost eight o'clock, the two old men wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala, so they went back to the house together.

Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao didn't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala, so they slipped upstairs when they returned. The living room was full of laughter and laughter from the grandparents and grandchildren. It was very lively.

"Wife~"

Closing the bedroom door, Qi Yan hooked Lu Zhiqiao's neck, and called her in a coquettish voice, and then changed his words: "Sister..."

The weak boneless body hangs like a soft snake.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Zhiqiao grabbed her waist, leaned in and kissed the corner of her mouth, his heart melted.

This man is a fairy.

Qi Yan blinked: "What did my sister say?"

"I'm a little tired today, so I won't do it, okay tomorrow? You can do whatever you want." Lu Zhiqiao coaxed softly, but his lips were restless, and he slowly moved from the corner of her mouth to her ear, as she used to tease herself. People who have to kiss or not will breathe.

The end of the year was the busiest time. Lu Zhiqiao had been working overtime for a month, and he still went home after nine o'clock in the evening yesterday. On the first day of the holiday today, I still feel a little bit slow and need to adjust.

I only did it three times a month.

But Qi Yan is in high demand, and it feels uncomfortable if he doesn't do it for three days. When pursuing her, he can barely rely on small toys to survive. After being together, there is such a delicious lover by his side, where is the place for small toys.

One can imagine how hard she held back.

Compared to desire|hope, she loves her lover more deeply, and it's okay to forbearance. She tilted her head and pressed her ears to Lu Zhiqiao's lips, trembling deliberately, and whispered: "Then tomorrow I want to see my sister wear a pig's tail."

"..."

"Um?"

"good."

Lu Zhiqiao kissed her ear again, returned, and didn't tease her anymore, so as not to make him feel tired.

The two of them hugged them for a while, turned on the air conditioner, took a shower one after another, and sat on the bed again. It is rare for Lu Zhiqiao to rest and relax, picking up the tablet to watch the drama, but Qi Yan has nothing to do, just wanting to pester her, so he makes trouble by the side.

For a while, he stretched out his hand to block the screen, and then dangled in front of her eyes.

Lu Zhiqiao was a little helpless, but not angry. He grabbed the naughty hand to his lips and kissed him, put down the tablet, turned sideways and hugged Qi Yan.

"Joe—"

"Well, I'm here, troublemaker."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Qi Yan grinned, burying his face on her shoulders, his fingertips slowly combed her five fingers, and clasped them in, "Don't eat my leftovers anymore, I won't waste food."

"Why do you still remember?"

"Because I am going to be spoiled."

The head on his shoulders rubbed, it was furry, like the hairy touch on toffee back, Lu Zhiqiao's heart warmed, and his other hand gently pinched her ears and rubbed them, "I used to teach her that she was wasteful when she eats. She is much better now and knows how much she can eat. Eating leftovers is just a normal thing. I said, I want to get used to you."

"Educate me too."

"Huh? How to educate?"

Qi Yan straightened his back, raised his hand and patted the bed vigorously, coughed slightly, and said solemnly, "Tomorrow, please educate me, my wife."

For a long while, the people around him didn't respond.

"You look|the embryo."

Poke her forehead with a finger.

"Ah, I'm dead." She fell down on the bedding and rolled, pretending to be dead.

Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback, feeling angry and funny, rushed over to suppress the person, sighed in his hand, and scratched her. Qi Yan was awakened by scratching, giggling, and scratching her backhand while protecting himself.

The two joked and rolled into a ball.

On the first day of the first lunar month the following day, the custom is not to visit on this day, the streets are also deserted, shops are closed, there is no fun place other than home.

The family karaoke in the house, making homemade barbecue, lively from morning to night. Lu Zhiqiao had not experienced such a harmonious and warm family atmosphere for a long time, and always felt that she was dreaming, but the laughter and warmth of the people around her were so real that moved her.

She can feel that she is accepted, she has integrated in, and become a part of the family.

That night, the two were tossing about in the room.

From half past eight to more than ten o'clock...

The room was full of mess, three empty boxes, small toys for fun, used finger cots, and white paper balls, thrown everywhere, the bedside carpet was soaked in large pieces, and the fluff was glued into strands, which seemed to be scattered. With a tempting taste.

"I'm not coming, my hands are sore."

"I'm sore too."

"There is no other place besides hands...Oh-" Qi Yan got a thump on his forehead, shut up quickly, and kissed the face of the person next to him coquettishly.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't use his hands much, blushing and glared at her, helping her rub her forehead.

The air conditioner sent out warm air leisurely, and the room was a little dry. Two unhanging people embraced and leaned on the sofa, low and short breathing sounds one after another, and a trace of warmth flowed silently.

"Joe—"

"Um?"

Qi Yan held her hand, rubbed it gently, closed his eyes, as if muttering to himself: "In the beginning I really didn't think we could be together."

"..."

"At that time, I really thought about what I like about you. Maybe I just coveted your hue, or maybe I want to challenge something. The harder I get, the more I have to catch it. In short, I just don't have real feelings. "

"Later I discovered that these are not entirely."

She opened her eyes.

The deep pupils gleamed like a glass of intoxicating amber wine.

Lu Zhiqiao became nervous inexplicably, his fingers gradually gathered and clenched.

The warm palm wrapped her hand.

She bowed her head and was sucked into the whirlpool in her eyes.

"At that time, I thought you were very good. You took your children while you were still studying, raising your children by yourself, working, climbing up, and tidying yourself up. All of these require a lot of energy. And volitional. You are in my heart, first of all, the strong woman, the kind of strong woman I like most."

"You said that this world was built from a male perspective. That's right, so I find it very difficult for someone like you to exist. On the contrary, I just...well, although I didn't ask my parents to help me in my career , But I have no face to say that I don’t rely on home."

"My parents struggled when they were young and started from scratch. I respect them very much. It feels like I am missing something. Alas, I can't tell, I just saw it in you."

"But I didn't expect..." Qi Yan paused, turned a corner, and deliberately lengthened the tail.

Lu Zhiqiao's heart hit his throat, and he blurted out, "I didn't expect anything?"

A burst of laughter rippled away.

"Unexpectedly, the strong woman is so cute in private, she feels soft when she kisses, she feels ashamed when she touches it, tsk~" Qi Yan let go, and clung to her shoulders, her thin|soft lips held her earlobes.

Lu Zhiqiao trembled, but the tension in his heart relaxed, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Then are you disappointed?"

Contrary to Qi Yan's mindset, she felt that this person was a bit frivolous, like a female gangster. She thought that she had to bear it because of her status as a "daughter teacher". In fact, looking back, she didn't hate Qi Yan at that time.

If I don't hate it, I will continue to contact, with all opportunities and possibilities.

"No, I'm so happy."

"Um?"

Qi Yan teased the small earlobe, made a second time with both hands, and said in a charming voice: "You are like this, you just pierced my heart."

There are many strong women, and she has seen a lot of them. She only sees the surface but never goes deep, so she can't raise much interest. She just keeps simple and pure appreciation. And Lu Zhiqiao...probably because of the special identity relationship between the two and the door-to-door distance advantage, she has more opportunities to understand her, so that the relationship deepens and unknowingly falls.

"Who made you my first love?" Lu Zhiqiao whispered.

Qi Yan stiffened, held up her face, stared for a long time, and muttered: "Actually, I guessed a little bit that night at the bar..."

"what?"

"You...very tight. One finger is okay, two fingers..." Qi Yan didn't go any further.

She only guessed that Lu Zhiqiao might not have x experience, but she had not thought about the direction of first love. In her subconscious, she still felt that it is impossible for a woman in her early thirties to have no emotional experience.

The two blushed at the same time.

Lu Zhiqiao covered her mouth and groaned: "Don't say it."

"Hmm."

There was a gurgling sound in my stomach.

Barbecue at noon was a bit supportive. In the evening, both of them only drank porridge and were not full. It was so exhausting, and after a long time toss, they felt hungry.

"I'm a little hungry, I'll go to the kitchen to see what to eat." She gently pushed Qi Yan away, got up, and picked up the cotton nightgown that fell on the floor.

Qi Yan groaned behind his back: "I want to eat too."

"good."

Lu Zhiqiao put on his nightgown and left the room like a gust of wind. The central air conditioner was turned off and the temperature outside was slightly lower. She went downstairs to the kitchen and looked around. There was no leftovers to eat. Then she opened the refrigerator in a familiar way and saw quick-frozen wontons, dumplings, glutinous rice balls, and custard buns in the freezer.

After thinking about it, she took out a packet of dumplings.

There was the sound of footsteps outside, coming here, Lu Zhiqiao closed the refrigerator, turned around and saw Ms. Lin coming in, he was taken aback: "Mom?"

"Eh. Jojo, are you hungry too?"

"......Um."

She pressed her lips and smiled embarrassedly.

Ms. Lin also laughed, her eyes look like she was looking at her relatives, kind and spoiled, "I happen to be too, let me cook, you go back to the room, it's cold outside, and I will serve it upstairs when it's cooked." Gently patted her shoulder, took the dumpling, turned and put it on the stove.

Lu Zhiqiao opened her mouth and wanted to say that she should come by herself, but Ms. Lin had cleanly washed the pot and filled it with water, unpacked the dumplings, and swallowed it again.

She only started to change her name recently, and she didn't fully adapt for a while. Although she no longer regarded Qi Yan's parents as "Ms. Qi", she still couldn't relax at will in her subconscious mind.

Even in the past, when her parents were alive, she dared not do what she said at home. She thinks that to get along with her elders is to be cautious, but to be humble and restrained...

"Joe, why don't you go upstairs? Beware of catching a cold, hurry up."

The gentle voice pulled back Lu Zhiqiao's thoughts, she stared at Ms. Lin blankly, and suddenly remembered that when her mother was there, even if she cared about her, her tone was very bad, as if she had never spoken well. I couldn't help but compare, and felt more sorrow and grief.

"I..." She squirmed her lips and smiled, "It's okay, Mom, I'm here to accompany you. The dumplings are cooked quickly, so you don't need to serve them alone."

Ms. Lin's eyes folded up with thin folds, as if she could see through her concerns, took her hand, and sighed: "Silly boy, you are too sensible. Be casual at home and learn to speak. She is used to it. Just like her, you will do what you have. If you have her, you will have yours. Both are my daughters."

Lu Zhiqiao's eyes were slightly hot, something seemed to be clear in his heart, and he whispered, "Okay."

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