There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

Breathing close at hand, Qi Yan felt his face touched by something soft, and then the person in his arms moved, hugged her tightly, and never answered. The heat rushed to the side of her neck, itchy, she lost the mind to ask for a while.

The quilt was sultry in the nest, and the fingers could not be seen. The two were close to the unavoidable heart|Ape Yima, Qi Yan pinched Lu Zhiqiao's earlobe, arched his lips, and followed the memory to kiss her moles of tears.

Lu Zhiqiao's body stiffened, and his throat muffled hum|hmph, sultry without knowing it.

"Qiao Qiao." Qi Yan's voice was dumb with the fire, "I think--"

After working hard for more than half a year, relying on small toys and movies to live her life, she couldn't help Lu Zhiqiao's teasing, but this person was unconscious, as if she didn't dare to touch her, she wanted to be arrogant. At this moment, the atmosphere is strong and the mood is in place. If she does not handle Lu Zhiqiao, she writes her name upside down.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't move, nor said a word.

Thinking this was a tacit consent, Qi Yan's courage became a lot fatter, and the painful hand that had just been bitten suddenly reverberated. Who would have thought that he touched his hair and was caught upright.

"Sleep." Lu Zhiqiao muttered and took off her hand.

Qi Yan suffocated the fire, but was hit in the head, unwilling to give up, and coaxed: "Qiao Qiao~ I'm very gentle."

"No sound~"

"Soon~"

No matter how she coaxed, Lu Zhiqiao just stayed unmoved and pressed her hand.

Regarding the power gap, Qi Yan is far better than Lu Zhiqiao. If she really wants to use strong, this fragrant and awkward little woman is her opponent, and she can't move when she turns over, only to be obediently stubborn. But to this point, Lu Zhiqiao is still unwilling, and she will not be **** it.

It's not that you love me, xx, dull and tasteless.

Her name is destined to be written backwards.

Qi Yan's anger gradually subsided, and he relaxed, and said softly: "Okay, go to sleep."

After she finished speaking, she propped up half of her body and wanted to go back. Before she lifted the quilt, Lu Zhiqiao wrapped her around and hugged her again. She let her fall to lie down, but did not speak, only hugged.

"Jojo—"

Grind to death!

"Niu Niu will find out tomorrow."

Lu Zhiqiao didn't move, his head arched in the human hair.

Qi Yan was helpless and funny, sweet and greasy in his heart. There is no way to take her, but to rely on it.

She also wanted to sleep with Qiao Qiao, but this was a triple room with one single bed for each person, and it was impossible for them to squeeze a single bed. Niuniu got up and saw it tomorrow morning, but I don't know how to explain it yet.

In the second half of the night, sleepiness swept across.

A cool breeze blew in from the window, dissipating the warmth in the house. Qi Yan drooped her eyelids, half awake in dreams, and the person in her arms moved. She woke up for a moment, listening to Lu Zhiqiao's even and gentle breathing, quietly pushing the person back flat and slipping back to her bed.

...

The next day, all three of them slept three rods in the sun.

Originally, Qi Yan planned to go to Wenhua Town to see other scenic spots, but yesterday's dangerous situation left her and Lu Zhiqiao with lingering fears, and they didn't want to play, so she only took Niuniu to buy some special food, and checked out early and returned to Jiangcheng.

Lu Zhiqiao later realized that Qi Yan might have been injured. Although she was not unusual yesterday, she was not relieved and had to take her to the hospital. The two took their daughter home first, and then went to the hospital for examination together.

There was no internal injury, except that Qi Yan's **** hurts. Yesterday he took a bath and looked in the mirror and saw a bruise, so he was embarrassed to say.

"My **** is strong, resistant to falling, and the pit is full of dirt. After applying some medicine, it will be fine after two days." Sitting in the car, Qi Yan rushed to hug Lu Zhiqiao and kissed and kissed her tearful mole.

Lu Zhiqiao subconsciously said: "I will wipe it for you."

"Um?"

"..."

"Are you sure?" Qi Yan raised his eyebrows.

Lu Zhiqiao paused, seeing the ambiguous smile in her eyes, he suddenly reacted and blushed: "No...no, you can wipe it yourself."

"I don't care, what you just said."

"Don't make trouble."

"Then give me a kiss." Qi Yan pursed his mouth and closed his eyes.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at her full lips, sliding his throat, closed his eyes and slowly moved over, pecked, quickly backed away, and turned his gaze out of the window.

Qi Yan knew that he would take it up when he saw it, and he would not make a fuss. He bent over to fasten her seat belt and drove home.

At the gate of the community, Lu Zhiqiao wanted to take the courier, and Qi Yan wanted to wait for her to go up with her, but was strongly rejected and had no choice but to go to the basement alone. On the ninth floor, her cell phone rang, it was Assistant Feng's number.

"Hey?"

"Hello, Miss Qi, are you free next Saturday?" A woman's polite voice came from over there.

Qi Yan paused, opened the door and entered the room, subconsciously answering that he was free.

Closing the door, she suddenly thought that next Saturday is the seventh, her birthday.

Assistant Feng said that the company is preparing for the new season's fashion magazine. Considering her personal time is not good, she has completed most of the planning first. All she needs to do is to hold an online meeting with the later staff to finalize the final content and style, and then Saturday I started shooting directly in the past.

The online meeting time is well arranged, but on the 7th...

Qi Yan hesitated.

It was a birthday when I was young. In the morning, my parents couldn't help cooking longevity noodles for her, and then they gave her hidden gifts. It was a surprise every year. During the rest of the time, she can invite friends out to play at will. Friends who can be there will help her celebrate, and those who can’t be there will send gifts early to give them a gift.

Before work, she likes to be lively for her birthday, but after work, she just wants to be quiet.

I don't want to make noise this year, and Lu Zhiqiao doesn't know her birthday, and she didn't plan to tell the other party that she has been so busy recently that she doesn't have to be distracted by her birthday. Birthdays can be celebrated every year, not bad this year.

In the morning, I went back to my parents’ house for noodles, accompanied Ms. Lin, went to film in the afternoon, and went home to have dinner with Qiao Qiao and his daughter in the evening.

Perfect plan.

Qi Yan thought about it for a moment and gave Assistant Feng a reply.

On the evening of the 6th, Qi Yan accompanies the mother and daughter to dinner, and honestly confessed to Lu Zhiqiao about the filming tomorrow, promising to come back before dinner. She thought that Lu Zhiqiao was very concerned, but the other party didn't even frown, and smiled to make her work at ease.

That night, Qi Yan planned to go back to his parents' house, and had already drove to the door of the house, but found that only the servant was there. Upon asking, she knew that her dear parents were still outside on vacation and had not come back.

I am afraid that I forgot to celebrate my daughter's birthday tomorrow.

She went home.

The next morning, Qi Yan cooked a bowl of noodles for herself, took a photo and sent it to Ms. Lin:

[Mom, don’t you think you forgot something? 】

Ms. Lin, who had a time difference of twelve hours, returned in seconds.

[Oh! 】

[Happy birthday my baby! One step closer to thirty years old! 】

Then a voice came out: "Yanyan, what gift do you want? We will go back in two days and bring it to you."

"No need, no need, I don't need anything, you and my dad have fun." Qi Yan replied with his mouth curled up.

The older you are, the less you like birthdays. Recently, she has received many gifts from friends. If it weren't for these gifts to remind her that she was almost twenty-eight, she couldn't even remember that she had a birthday.

She is not lacking everything, on the contrary, the things she lacks most, what she wants most, cannot be obtained on this special day.

In this way, today is just an ordinary day.

Qi Yan chatted with Ms. Lin for a while, but was interrupted by his old father in the middle of the conversation. After eating breakfast, staying at home until ten o'clock, she put on the newly bought clothes, put on delicate and elegant makeup, and went out for an appointment with a friend.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, she arrived at Sienamodel on time.

The models have changed their clothes and put on makeup, and all members of the team are already in place, waiting for Qi Yan. Holding the camera, she stepped into the studio at a leisurely pace, glanced around, and stopped when she saw Jiang Yu sitting in the corner.

The two met, and Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow at her.

"..."

Jiang Yu wore black all over today, a pair of suspenders, one-piece wide-leg pants, a thick buckle belt with a palm width between the waist, and a pair of stiletto open-toe sandals under his feet. She sat there, her skinny face was cold, her eyes were slightly pointed, and she had a sharp sense of distance. Even in the corner, she was very eye-catching, like the focus of the audience.

Qi Yan nodded indifferently, didn't dwell on her too much, and went straight to the models.

"You follow me to the backstage in turn, in order." After speaking, he opened the door on the side of the studio and went in.

She has a habit of shooting people. Before shooting, she must communicate with the model fully. Time is uncertain, but this link is indispensable. Today was originally a rest day, and the team deliberately adjusted the schedule in order to wait for her, hoping to be neat and not procrastinated, so her move caused an uproar.

It takes at least 20 minutes to shoot one person, for a total of eight people, so the time can't be delayed.

"Where is it from?"

"K city."

"Are there any habit in ordinary? In life."

"I think about it..."

The third model.

Qi Yan sat on the chair in front of the dressing table with Erlang's legs on his feet, his expression was faint, and his brown eyes were silent. Contrary to Jiang Yu, she wore a white dress today, but it was also in the style of a sling. It was cold and cold, giving people the feeling of being inaccessible.

The models are all professionally trained, speak generously, confidently and calmly, and communicate smoothly.

She didn't know, it was agitated outside at the moment.

Some people say that she is deliberately procrastinating, some people say that she is big, and some people whisper about why Jiang Yu is looking for such a "willful" photographer.

Regardless of what others said, Jiang Yu remained unmoved. She sat quietly in the corner, playing with a ruby ​​ring in her hand, her eyes cold.

When the fifth model went in, I didn't see it.

Jiang Yu finally stood up, walked to the door in the eyes of everyone, raised his hand and knocked, and opened the door to enter.

The model inside was about to come out, and when he saw Jiang Yu, he smiled and nodded at her and went out. Jiang Yu closed the door, looked at Qi Yan who was holding Erlang's legs, and curled his mouth: "Does it really take that long?"

She smiled brightly, she was a bit less fierce and more charming.

"Why, someone is impatient?" Qi Yan stretched out his five fingers and looked at his hand carefully. All nails are neatly trimmed.

"Um."

"That's no way, I'm like this. You know I'm used to it."

"Of course." Jiang Yu walked around behind her, supported the back of the chair with both hands, suddenly leaned over to her ear, exhaled like blue, "I know all your habits."

Qi Yan's body became stiff, his face changed, and he immediately got up and retreated three steps away, looking at Jiang Yu coldly.

Her eyes fell on Jiang Yu's hand inadvertently, she saw a ruby ​​ring on her ring finger, her eyes sank, and her face aside: "Jiang Yu, please keep me at least two steps away from now on, not necessary, no comminicate."

"Oh?"

"The contract can't hold me down."

"..."

Jiang Yu lowered his eyelids, the loss in his eyes flashed, and he didn't speak.

The sixth model knocked on the door.

She raised her eyes and looked at Qi Yan still grinning, but she was a little more cautious in her smile, and said in a negotiating tone: "Try to be as fast as you can, everyone's time is precious."

"Can."

Qi Yan eats soft but not hard, and she also scores targets. Even though her face is expressionless at the moment and her eyes are suddenly cold, she has already softened her attitude.

Each step back, enough to stop.

Today, she wants to impress everyone and leave her own style and characteristics. As for everyone’s grievances and complaints, she has absolute self-confidence. Complain and hold back.

Jiang Yu glanced at her deeply, without saying anything, opened the door and went out.

...

Because Qi Yan spent too much time communicating with the model, the progress was somewhat delayed, and it was already half past six when all the shots were finished. The sky was getting dark outside, and the people inside were groaning.

Qi Yan agreed to Lu Zhiqiao going back before dinner. It was already a bit late, so he was in a hurry. She handed the finished film to the post-master, and the process of selecting pictures, which can also be completed online. Now that she does not have anything to do, she can go home.

But Jiang Yu wants to keep people.

Today is so late, she is planning to invite everyone in the team to dinner, how can she miss Qi Yan. But when she saw Qi Yan's anxious look, she understood that she couldn't keep people from eating.

As soon as he left the studio, Jiang Yu confessed to his assistant in a low voice, and got up to chase after him.

"Qi Yan!"

The high heels stepped on eagerly, but very steady.

Qi Yan, who was almost into the elevator, stopped and turned around, and saw Jiang Yu stopped two steps away from her, smiling at her: "Is it convenient to choose a picture now? Wang Ye has too many films in his hand. Pick some out, and I will take them back to the headquarters next week, maybe there will be no time in half a month."

The meaning is obvious, asking her to "work overtime."

Qi Yan frowned, but before he could speak, Jiang Yu spoke again.

"If it’s inconvenient for you, it’s okay. If it’s not, I can ask other photographers to help. It’s just that it will be different from what you expected, and you may even change your original film and retake it. After all, every photographer Teachers have different aesthetics..."

Jiang Yu was beautiful when he smiled from the bottom of his heart, but aside from coldness and sharpness, he was kind and kind.

She knows Qi Yan too well, knowing that Qi Yan has to make a film in one go, and she doesn't like the results of others touching her. Involving other photographers is tantamount to telling Qi Yan directly that her things have been changed and no longer belong to her.

With this person's temperament, no one is willing.

really.

Qi Yan tightened his lips, and put his hand on the camera.

The night is quiet, and thousands of lights in the community.

Lights are on in the living room of 902, and the ceiling is covered with meteor beads. The TV background wall is covered by a thin veil. The golden inflatable English font "happybirthday" is embedded on it. The corners of the wall are filled with pink and purple balloons. , The lights are warm and bright, intertwined with piano notes of flowing water.

On the coffee table is a large three-tiered cake with two digital candles inserted on the top, one "28" and one "13".

They are waiting to be ignited.

Today is my daughter's birthday, and it is also Qi Yan's birthday. Lu Zhiqiao prepared a gift a few days in advance, ordered a cake, and wanted to surprise Qi Yan.

Does that person think she doesn't know?

She prepared two gifts for Qi Yan, one was the headset that the person wanted to change, and the other was herself.

The earphones were wrapped in an exquisite gift box and placed next to the cake, and she washed herself clean, put on the **** underwear that she had finally made up her mind to buy, and only put on a long nightgown outside.

Tonight will be an unforgettable night.

"Mom, I want to eat cake~" Lu Wei stared at the cake, his eyes glistening and saliva flowed out.

Lu Zhiqiao smiled and stroked her daughter's hair, and said warmly: "Wait a second, Teacher Qi will be back soon."

Half an hour ago, Qi Yan sent a message to her that they were busy over there and would not come back for dinner, and let them eat by themselves.

Although she is lost, eating is not the most important thing tonight after all. No matter how late, Qi Yan always has to go home. She just waits in the house and turns off the lights when she hears the sound of the elevator opening.

"Well, all right."

The little girl swallowed and sat on the sofa holding the doll.

Deng Ying was hazy, Lu Zhiqiao had long hair with dangling shoulders, and her paper-white calves were exposed under the loose nightgown. Her brows and eyes were lightly bent, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, showing a kind of gentle and demure.

Time goes by every minute...

seven thirty.

Eight o'clock.

"Ms. Qi isn't coming back?" Lu Wei stared at the cake gluttonously.

"How can it be."

"Didn't she tell you what time to come back?"

Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback, met his daughter's surprised gaze, and shook his head.

The little girl screamed, and her head wore the paper crown tilted: "She should have told you."

"Why?" Lu Zhiqiao was puzzled.

Recalling carefully, she didn't seem to have paid attention to this before, as long as Qi Yan reported to her, she would not care. It's just a relief.

Lu Wei spread his hands together: "Aren't you in a relationship?"

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