There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

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Breathing together, the two embraced, kissed hard to separate, and moved all the way into the bathroom.

The light was dim, and there were two shadows swaying on the glass door, changing different shapes, and then there was the sound of running water, ripples, and a ray of light leaked out of the gap, leaking the small pieces.

Time passed by, the bathroom steamed, and the shower took a long time.

The balcony door was ajar, a gust of hot wind came in, and the curtains moved slightly. The goose-white moonlight fell on the ground, pouring like water, the leaves of the potted plants were lined up with reflective light, and the surroundings were quiet, and the faint crickets could be heard in the grass.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Lu Zhiqiao came out wearing a bathrobe, her steps were a little vacant, she planted, held on to the wall, and went to the socket with a hairdryer.

The wet hair was dripping with water and twisted into strands.

The dressing gown was loose and loose, and the lace was knotted at will, so that it could not fall off, it vaguely revealed two curved arcs, and the scenery was fragrant.

The hair dryer buzzed.

The aroma is blown away.

After a while, his hair was half dry, Lu Zhiqiao turned off the hair dryer, put it down, turned his head and glanced at the bathroom, "Yan Yan, are you wearing it?"

"All right."

She walked over and saw Qi Yan come out from inside wearing a bath towel, empty, her breathing was stagnant, she moved her eyes, "You come out first, and blow your hair."

"Huh? Are you going to the bathroom?" Qi Yan leaned on his waist, looking at her unclearly.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't answer, he pushed her with a smile, picked up the sponge mop placed by the wall, bent over and mopped the floor, sucking up the water on the tiled floor. Then he pulled a piece of paper towel and pinched it in his hand, picked up the hair sticking to the ground, and threw it into the trash can.

Qi Yan was stunned outside the door, forgetting to stop it for a while, and then said for a while: "Let the servant come and clean it."

"No, it's already clean." Lu Zhiqiao washed his hands, dried them, and turned on the bathroom fan. "Why don't you blow your hair?"

"..."

Qi Yan's eyes darkened suddenly and didn't move.

The two of them were cheering in the bathroom. At the moment of tenderness, she joked and said that there was another piece of hair in the bathroom, looking annoyed-since childhood, there are always hairs on the floor, which cannot be avoided.

It's not a big deal, it's just casual.

But Lu Zhiqiao remembered and cleaned up his hair in silence. It's just casual.

"Do you want me to blow for you?" Lu Zhiqiao wrapped her thin waist, smiled and pressed it, rubbing her face with the tip of his nose.

Qi Yan tilted his head and took the initiative to put her lips together, his dark brown eyes lit up again, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Thinking."

She grabbed her hand, held it, and went to the table.

Lu Zhiqiao used to wipe her hair before blowing it. Seeing Qi Yan's hair dripping, he lifted up the towel draped on her shoulders to wrap it up, but forgot that this person was |

"I'll get my pajamas."

"Don't—" Qi Yan held her hand and raised his eyebrows, "That's it, cool."

"Where is the air conditioner remote control?" Lu Zhiqiao pretended not to understand her thoughts, put the towels together, and turned his head to look around.

The room is very large, with a full set of sofas, tables and chairs, thick carpets around it, two magazines on the coffee table, decorative vases, and nothing on the bedside table.

Qi Yan exhaled heavily, held her face, and broke it over, "Is it deliberately? It's a fake and serious."

Lu Zhiqiao pressed the corners of his mouth tightly and tried to squeeze a smile. Unexpectedly, this person shrugged and dropped the bath towel. Her face was slightly hot, and she couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Stop making trouble, blow your hair, or catch a cold and catch a cold. ."

She patted the hand on her cheek, bent down, picked up the bath towel and put it on Qi Yan, and smiled helplessly.

Don't wear it if you don't wear it.

The hair dryer buzzed, and Lu Zhiqiao lifted Qi Yan's hair with one hand, and passed her fingertips through the hair, slightly wet and cool, her movements were meticulous and gentle. Qi Yan closed his eyes, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and a touch of comfort appeared on the smooth eyebrows, enjoying her "service" at the moment.

After blowing his hair, Qi Yan still refused to wear his pajamas, took off the bath towel, and lay down in the quilt like that.

Lu Zhiqiao turned off the light and lay down. After a while, he started to fight with his eyelids and was sleepy.

"Joe—"

With a soft call, she woke up again and opened her eyes.

"Um?"

Waist|wrapped an arm quickly, and the people around me leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Do you feel any uncomfortable getting along with my parents?"

There was silence in the dark, and my fingers could not be seen, and the voice seemed chaotic and abrupt.

Lu Zhiqiao was startled, thinking for a moment, gently grasping the hand, and hesitating: "No discomfort. But it's strange. Auntie doesn't seem to be willing to talk..."

"Ah, she usually looks like that, she doesn't like to talk, she likes to observe in secret, hahaha."

"Meaning she was observing me in secret?"

Lu Zhiqiao felt a cold scalp inexplicably.

Although Yanyan's mother had a few conversations with her, she always felt that the other party had scruples in her heart. Perhaps she was sensitive to something that most people couldn't detect, she could think about it for a long time.

Judging from her countless experience in reading people, Yanyan's mom is a typical person who doesn't embarrass people in terms of face, but has a lot of worries in her heart. Emotions are well hidden and comfortable, not necessarily malicious, but it may be inconvenient to speak in person.

But what is it?

She couldn't figure it out.

Nervousness can be contagious, Qi Yan seems to be aware of it, and kisses the corner of her mouth next to her, softly soothing: "It should not be there tonight, she will just feed Niuniu to eat."

Lu Zhiqiao subconsciously tilted his head back and kissed, lying on his side, thinking of his daughter, a subtle thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and his original thoughts were interrupted. She asked: "By the way, have your parents mentioned to you that they want you to have a biological child?"

"No." Qi Yan pressed her forehead affectionately, "Why, my sister wants our children, eh?"

The two face each other, the skin is rolling|hot, the exhaled breath melts together, and it itches on each other's face.

"Do you want to have your own baby."

"In no mood."

"Um?"

"It's a crime to have a child," Qi Yan murmured, raising his hand to stroke her face. Thinking of the stretch marks on Chi Nian's abdomen, and the side-cutting that day, her heart felt cold.

"Niuniu is enough."

Moonlight spilled into the bedroom and fell on the ground. The contours of each other's faces were faintly visible in the dimness. The night was silent, and the breathing sound was amplified to be exceptionally abrupt, undulating, long and steady.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at her face, feeling melancholy inexplicably, and sighed, "But Niuniu is not related to you after all, this... it's hard for the elders not to mind, right?"

I regretted it after I said it.

She thought too much and too far, she didn't even have any worries about her words, but she worries first, which is really funny.

"Even if you mind, it's their business. It has nothing to do with me. Niuniu is her own in my heart." Qi Yan touched the black and found the end of her eyes, and licked the mole of tears. He was anxious for a while and made a tut.

The faint sound is particularly obscure in the quiet, vaguely sultry.

Lu Zhiqiao closed his eyes and pressed the back of Qi Yan's head with one hand, and couldn't help but cater to it.

The next day, Qi Yan woke up early and got up first.

She got dressed, kissed Lu Zhiqiao's face while she was asleep, and took the door to the door lightly. The door of the daughter's room opposite was closed, and Xu didn't get up. The whole house was quiet, only the crisp bird song outside could be heard.

Going down to the first floor, the door of the living room was open. Qi Yan leaned forward and took a look. He saw Ms. Lin playing with flowers in the yard and shouting: "Mom."

"Hey—" Ms. Lin was startled and turned around, "Yanyan, why do you wake up so early?"

"Get up when you wake up." Qi Yan smiled, put on his slippers and went out, hugging her affectionately, "You're up early too, where's my dad?"

"Sleep like a pig."

"puff--"

The mother and daughter laughed as they talked.

"Where is Xiao Lu? Aren't you going to accompany your girlfriend?"

"Let her sleep more."

Ms. Lin was startled, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the red mark on her neck, and coughed slightly: "Oh, I know it hurts."

Qi Yan squinted and smiled, acting like a child.

"Mom, let me ask you a question."

"Um?"

"What do you think of my girlfriend?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at her mother hopefully.

The chirping birds on the tree outside the courtyard, two sparrows flew up with flapping wings, flew over the telephone poles, and fell on the opposite roof in the morning breeze, motionless.

Ms. Lin was silent for a moment, smiled, and said: "I heard your dad praise Xiao Lu early. I saw it with my own eyes. It was really nice, beautiful and temperament. She seemed to have suffered hardships and seen the world. My daughter has a good vision. "She looked serious, and she didn't look like she was lying or perfunctory.

"You patronized Niuniu yesterday and didn't pay much attention to Qiao Qiao, which made people nervous all night." Qi Yan exaggerated.

"what?"

"that is."

Ms. Lin's face changed and her smile was a little unnatural. She looked at her daughter, she wanted to say something but stopped, the crease at the end of her eyes gradually disappeared, and finally she sighed: "Actually, I am worried... You just say, in a situation like Xiao Lu, you must figure out her past marital relationship status, make sure that she has no contact with her ex-husband at all, her ex-husband will not entangle him at any time, and her orientation will not waver. "

"This is what makes me worry the most. After all, she and her ex-husband have children. The child is the best excuse. In case she wants to remarry someday, or if the child wants a father, she can go very simply. What do you do?"

"It would be great if there were no such problems..."

She frowned and sighed again, "I really like Xiao Niuniu, but I have to think about this. Your dad said I think too much, and I don't bother to care about him. He just digs out Xiaolu with his own mind and loses his head. "

Parents always prefer their children. The couple struggled hard when they were young and started from scratch. With only such a baby girl, emotionally, they don’t want their daughter to suffer a loss, but intellectually, all future property will belong to the daughter. People fooled and filled the bottomless pit stupidly. This half of the life's hard work has been lost.

Qi Yan froze.

Every sentence was like a sharp arrow, stabbing her heart fiercely, and then tore a crack in her heart, blood oozing out, and pains meticulously.

She thought that by taking Lu Zhiqiao home, her parents would naturally treat each other as their second daughter, but she was naive. After all, her parents loved their children more. As a daughter, she should have been happy, but she felt endless sadness.

Qiao Qiao has no father and no mother. She wants Qiao Qiao to feel the warmth of the family. What has been lost can make up for it in the future...

Mother's idea is not wrong.

She was just very disappointed, very distressed, her nose was a bit sore, and her eyes were astringent.

Suddenly, I thought that I could tell my parents when I was wronged, but Lu Zhiqiao had nowhere to say when I was wronged. So she must love her more, be her harbor, and prevent her from being wronged.

"mom......"

"Hey?"

"There are some things that I can't tell you on my own for the time being, but I can guarantee that those problems you mentioned don't exist." Qi Yan looked at her seriously, and said word by word.

It is rare to see such a serious and firm expression on her daughter’s face. Ms. Lin pursed her lips, speechless for a while, and a thin smile line appeared at the end of her eyes, "Is she out of the closet? If it is convenient, we would like to meet her parents another day. ."

"Her parents died."

"..."

The two sparrows that fell on the eaves flapped their wings and flew, one after the other, not knowing where to fly.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the National Day will be another week later, and Qi Yan suddenly becomes busy again.

She followed the company team to Xinjiang for location shooting. She stayed for five days and four nights. When she came back, she ran into Jiangyu at the company. The person looked like a spring breeze, and she was in a very good mood. She didn't ask too much, just nodded as a greeting.

"You also save a copy of the original film."

"Row."

"Next Tuesday, I'm free, come over at that time."

"okay."

After explaining the work, Qi Yan took the camera and walked to the elevator, passing by Jiangyu's office, the door was hidden, and there was a light, low, and intermittent voice from inside.

"When will you go back to school?"

"Six o'clock."

"No, it's too early, accompany me to dinner before going, I'll see you off."

"Well, good."

"Hey, don't move."

"Sister...Don't kiss there, you will be seen by your roommate..."

Qi Yan paused, didn't stop, turned left to the corridor and waited for the elevator.

Catch up with the evening peak, the road was a little blocked, and I didn't get home until half an hour later.

As the saying goes, Xiaobie is better than a newly married woman. She hasn't seen his wife or daughter for five days. She has a tight heart and can't wait to shout: "I'm back."

The sky was still bright, and plenty of light came in, and the room was quiet, as if there was no one.

Wife and daughter's shoes are on the floor mats.

"Jojo?"

"Little girl?"

The door of the second bedroom opened, and Lu Wei poked his head out, took a careful look at the door, and then looked at the master bedroom with the door closed. He rushed over and hugged her, "Mom...you finally come back." NS."

"Yeah, I want to kill you all." Qi Yan smiled and held his daughter with one hand, put the suitcase next to him in the other hand, and closed the door to change shoes. "Where is my mother? I saw her shoes. She is at home?"

"In the room." Lu Wei whispered, drooping his eyelids and pouting, with an awkward and angry expression on his face.

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

Lu Wei pursed his mouth, lowered his head, his eyes gradually turned red, and the transparent liquid rolled down.

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry--" Qi Yan panicked, and hurriedly sat on the sofa with his arms around people, and drew a tissue to wipe her tears. "What happened? Tell my mom."

The little girl plunged into her arms.

"I just came back from school and my mother said to help me wash my schoolbag, so I took out all the books and gave her the schoolbag, and then she found out the little note that I don't know who stuffed my bag..."

"Then what?"

"She thought I was in love, so she asked me, but I don't know. She still thinks I'm lying and doesn't believe me at all! I quarreled with her! Mom, I don't want to care about her... .."

Lu Wei sniffed, whimpered and said, staring in the direction of the master bedroom as he said, and snorted bitterly.

She hooked Qi Yan's neck with both hands, and complained coquettishly in the arms of others.

Qi Yan stared at the master bedroom, blinked, and his mind was a little confused at that moment.

The wife and daughter quarreled.

Should she coax the little ones first, or the big ones first?

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