There Are Always Teachers Who Want To Ask Out Parents

Chapter 105: I Just Want To Spoil You

The wall was icy cold, and a chill ran through Lu Zhiqiao's scalp. She trembled slightly, understanding the implication behind the words. She suddenly felt embarrassed and hot-faced, scolding, "What are you thinking?! You're never serious."

After saying that, she struggled to push the person away.

Qi Yan cooperatively let go of her hand, concealing the mischievous smile in her eyes. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Heh, I have improper thoughts in my mind, while you have thoughts about someone else's wife, which is considered proper."

A hand pinched her shoulder.

"You're jealous just because I complimented someone?" Lu Zhiqiao scolded with a smile, not exerting much force.

Qi Yan curled her lips and said nothing.

Since being together, this person had become more and more like a child. However, it was only on the surface that she seemed childish. In her heart, Lu Zhiqiao couldn't help but suspect that she had ulterior motives. She had become well aware of Qi Yan's tricks, having fallen victim to them numerous times. It had become a sort of amusement between them.

To keep the balance after all, it is necessary to coax.

She grabbed Qi Yan's hand and squeezed it firmly in her palm. "You're the most beautiful in my heart." 

Qi Yan's lips immediately curled up, looking like she had been successfully pacified. Lu Zhiqiao smiled and had her mind set on retrieving something. Her gaze glanced past her and landed on the desk behind, unaware of the subtle emotions in her eyes. She then released her hand and walked over.

She circumvented the desk, opened the innermost drawer, and took out a thick folder. Flipping through it, she folded a piece of paper and placed it in her bag, then put the folder back.

Qi Yan leaned against the door, secretly observing her, her gaze flickering.

The desk, the chair, the sofa, the window...

Today was the weekend, and Lu Zhiqiao was dressed casually. She wore a smoke-blue V-neck sweater paired with a plaid wool skirt. The exposed part of her ankles was wrapped in short boots, exuding a gentle and wifely aura. Even though she wasn't wearing formal attire, in this office environment, one could still imagine her cold and dignified appearance.

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Qi Yan's eyes dimmed for a moment as her fingers reached the doorknob, locking it, and then she approached and embraced her.

Her soft lips lightly touched her cheek, and Qi Yan's arms tightened around her like iron clamps. Lu Zhiqiao's heart skipped a beat as she tried to push this person's hands away, but unexpectedly, she found her own hand being held tightly.

"Yan Yan…"

"Shh-"

Qi Yan pressed her against the office desk, her eyes showing a tumultuous affection. She cautiously leaned closer to her ear, lightly sniffing, as if wanting to kiss but holding back. Her breath came in waves, causing Lu Zhiqiao's earlobe to gradually turn red.

Sensing her trembling, Qi Yan timely backed off a bit, not pressing too tightly, just adjusting their positions to face each other. Her lips traced along the contours of Lu Zhiqiao's face, lingering and exploring.

In a teasing tone, Qi Yan softly coaxed, "I've locked the door, and it's the weekend, no one will disturb you." Her voice was full of seduction.

Lu Zhiqiao tried to turn her head to avoid, but this person anticipated her reaction. One hand held the back of her head, while the defenseless gates of her lips were surreptitiously breached.

The teasing continued relentlessly.

She gradually grew weaker.

Her heart raced faster and faster, perhaps due to the environment, and she inexplicably felt a sense of excitement. Even though Qi Yan's hands were already starting to wander, she couldn't bring herself to firmly put a stop to it. She felt like she was in a half-hearted state, unable to fully resist.

But if she were to let Qi Yan have her way, she couldn't let go of her dignity.

Inside the room, silence prevailed as a raging fire ignited, while outside, the sky was gloomy and a cold wind blew.

"Yan Yan, we can't—" Lu Zhiqiao's hands braced against the desk, her head tilted slightly back, and her voice strained out from her throat, carrying a suggestive undertone.

Qi Yan's desire burned intensely, unwilling to listen to Lu Zhiqiao's feeble words. She perceived it as resistance mixed with acceptance and paid no attention.

"Whatever you want to do when we get back, just do it, but not here..."

"Isn't it exciting here?"

As she spoke, her actions became more unrestrained.

After a short while, Lu Zhiqiao's breath became rapid, her cheeks blossomed with a vibrant flush, yet she continued to resist, gritting her teeth.

"Qiao—" Qi Yan lowered her head and pecked at her ear. "I love seeing you desperately wanting but refusing to let go of your reserve, that alluring and restrained appearance."

Her thoughts were pierced by those words, and she lost all her composure. Lu Zhiqiao immediately felt embarrassed and pulled her hand back, ready to slap Qi Yan. But to her surprise, she was caught again. This time, Qi Yan exerted enough force to keep her from moving, while also freeing one hand to retrieve a finger glove from her bag.

It was a perfect opportunity today. It was the weekend, and there weren't many people in the company. They wouldn't be disturbed, and she was determined to experience the thrill of being in the office.

Seeing the finger glove, Lu Zhiqiao was startled. "You carry it with you?"

Had Qi Yan planned this in advance?

Indeed, she had been waiting for her here. The jealousy was all a facade, and she had fallen into her trap once again.

She really couldn't resist this person.

"Who made you delicious?" Qi Yan kissed her once, swiftly tearing open the packaging with one hand, displaying a level of proficiency.

Lu Zhiqiao's face flushed, and was speechless for a while. She felt embarrassed yet delighted. In the end, she gave up resistance and let Qi Yan have her way.

The office desk, the chair, the sofa...

Finally, it was in front of the window.

From inside the room, the view outside was crystal clear, with tall buildings and bustling traffic. Although Lu Zhiqiao understood that the reflection made it difficult to see inside from the outside, the psychological effect still made her feel both excited and ashamed. Moreover, the person behind her kept calling her "Boss Lu," adding to her sense of panic and excitement.

Qi Yan felt regretful. If only Lu Zhiqiao had worn a suit today, it would have been even more thrilling.

.…

They took a break, and Lu Zhiqiao slumped onto the sofa, closing her eyes. The spot that had been wet was now dry, but there were still some remnants of moisture on the desk, reflecting in the light.

Qi Yan tidied up the mess, wiping away the water from the desk, and sat with her for a while.

No one spoke, yet there was no sense of awkwardness. Instead, there was a comforting warmth in the air. When they had rested enough, Qi Yan helped Lu Zhiqiao up, and both of them left with a sense of contentment.

At the end of the month, a Jiang Yu's designer friend came to Jiangcheng, taking half a day to meet with Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao. Creating a high-end wedding dress required thorough communication between both parties, paying attention to even the smallest details. After finalizing all the specifics, they only had to wait.

A set of couple wedding dresses, two pieces in total, would take approximately half a year to be made.

The two of them decided to hold their wedding in the summer of the following year.

Time flew by quickly, and they were busy with their daily lives, taking care of household chores and enjoying the sweet moments together. The family of three was happy and harmonious.

In the blink of an eye, the Lunar New Year arrived.

In the past, they would go on vacations during the New Year, but this year, the mother and daughter returned to Lu Zhiqiao's parents' home to celebrate together. Being with the whole family was livelier, and it also allowed Lu Zhiqiao to rest peacefully for a few days.

The house was adorned with festive decorations, creating an atmosphere of joy and celebration. The only regret was that fireworks and firecrackers were prohibited in Jiangcheng, so there was no lively New Year atmosphere in the surroundings.

Since Qi Yan had informed her parents about Lu Zhiqiao's family situation, she had completely lost her position in the family. Now, Lu Zhiqiao had become the most favored daughter in the house, while she was left on the side. Ms. Lin, who had always been fond of Niu Niu, now showed even more sympathy and affection. She would frequently check up on Lu Zhiqiao and occasionally neglect her own daughter.

Occasionally, Qi Yan would jokingly "protest" and claim to be the biological daughter, but Ms. Lin would playfully respond, "Stop arguing. Both of you are my daughters now."

Initially, Lu Zhiqiao worried that Ms. Lin's apparent favoritism towards her would make Yan Yan uncomfortable. However, over time, she realized that Yan Yan was carefree and unaffected by it. In fact, Yan Yan was happy and would often hold her, saying, "In the future, we'll have our own family, and everyone will be a part of it."

If life requires one to endure hardships before experiencing sweetness, then all the hardships she endured in the past were worthwhile.

Some people are born fortunate, leading a smooth and privileged life without experiencing any bitterness. In comparison, she considered herself unfortunate. However, many others have only known suffering without ever tasting sweetness. In that regard, she considered herself lucky. She no longer had any reason to lament her misfortunes.

Ultimately, everyone knows their own joys and sorrows.

On New Year's Eve, the house was bustling with activity.

As the household helpers had gone home for the Lunar New Year, there was no one to cook except for Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao. They busily prepared a sumptuous feast for the family. Both of them were skilled in the kitchen, and their parents praised the delicious dishes. Ms. Lin, for once, didn't sideline her own daughter.

"Little Niu Niu, eat more. You're still growing."

Dad Qi filled his own bowl with vegetables but didn't have time to eat. Instead, he kept picking dishes for Lu Wei, wanting to serve her everything.

"Grandpa, I'm a big girl now. Don't call me that way..." the little girl laughed helplessly.

He paused for a moment, then smiled and coaxed, "Alright, alright, big girl, Niu Niu, is not a child anymore."

“Mm."

Perhaps it was due to their old age, but the elderly couple enjoyed talking to Niu Niu at home. Subconsciously, they found children to be innocent and easy to please, making communication with them effortless and a rare source of relaxation.

As her daughter had grown up without much interaction with the elderly, Lu Zhiqiao initially thought that they would find her bothersome, she realized that her daughter seemed to enjoy being doted on by the elderly and was able to relax in their company, dispelling her concerns.

Tonight, Qi Yan was hungry and ate a lot. As she continued eating, she started to feel a bit full. She put down her chopsticks and leaned back, saying, "Ah, I can't eat anymore. I'm so stuffed."

There was still half a bowl of rice, a chicken wing, and a pile of shrimp, most likely to be thrown away.

"Give it to me, don't waste it," Lu Zhiqiao glanced over and without saying a word, took her plate and placed it in front of herself.

The rice was stained with sauce from the chicken wing, and there were fragments of chili leaves on the edge of the bowl. Without even blinking, Lu Zhiqiao ate directly, with a calm and ordinary expression. She finished the rice in just a few mouthfuls, then proceeded to nibble on the chicken wing and patiently peel the shrimp.

Qi Yan was stunned, unable to react for a while.

"Wife, that's my leftover food..." she murmured softly, disregarding the fact that they were at the dining table.

There are two concepts regarding leftover food. The first is when you haven't finished a meal and you save it for the next meal, all clean and proper. Qi Yan has no issue with that. The second is the situation before her, where it's someone else's leftover food. No matter what, she would never eat it.

Throughout her life, only her parents have eaten her leftover food, and she has never eaten anyone else's leftovers.

But Qiao Qiao is not just anyone.

Lu Zhiqiao, fully focused on peeling the shrimp, looked up in confusion and stared at her. "Is it that strange? I often eat Niu Niu’s leftover food..."

Both parents were taken aback.

Ms. Lin felt something was not right, but also found the two children adorable, reminiscent of herself and her husband when they were young. She smiled and said, “Qiao Qiao, Yan Yan has been pampered since childhood. It's a waste to have so much leftover food. Just pour it out next time. Don't let her get used to it.”Then she looked at her daughter and scolded, 'You should only serve what you can eat. What's the matter with your wasteful habit, letting Qiao Qiao eat your leftovers?'

Qi Yan cleared her throat a few times, her face slightly flushed, whether from being scolded by her own mother or from embarrassment because Lu Zhiqiao ate her leftovers.

"Mom, please don't say that."

Lu Zhiqiao smiled softly, her gentle eyes filled with doting as she looked at Qi Yan. "I like to spoil her, no matter what."