There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

25.

Qi Yan is slightly taller than Lu Zhiqiao, hugs her from behind, and can kiss her ears when he tilts his head. The soft ear pinna is delicate and white, reddened by gentle touch|touch, and even the whole person can't restraint shaking|trembling, how sensitive|feeling there is, only she knows.

"It hurts to get angry."

"Angry grows wrinkles."

The warm breath | The breath lingered, swirling in the ear sockets, Lu Zhiqiao gritted his teeth and confronted his instinctive reaction, his feet were soft, half of his body weight was leaning against Qi Yan's arms, but he just didn't speak.

Qi Yan had already seen through her, pretending to not know, pecked her earlobe, and said, "I will tell you a joke."

"I raised a mouse and got sick. I gave it rat poison and hope it will get better tomorrow."

"..."

"One day I was riding a bicycle to the street. When I passed the intersection, I let go of the handlebars, and the traffic|police saw it and shouted:'The palm is good!', I rushed to the traffic|police happily and said:'You have worked hard, comrades!' "After Qi Yan finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Lu Zhiqiao asked subconsciously: "What then?"

"Then—" Qi Yan paused, "I fell into the pit."

Lu Zhiqiao frowned, tried his best to restrain his emotions, then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally couldn't hold back, he let out a chuckle.

"I am so funny in the pit?" Qi Yan pretended to be unhappy.

"Um ha ha ha."

The first time I saw her laughing, she was in her early thirties, she had no wrinkles on her face, like a blooming flower, her eyes filled with stars. Qi Yan moved, tilted his head to stare at her, and burned her smile deeply into his mind. At that moment, he hoped that he would have time magic and stop this moment forever.

Lu Zhiqiao laughed for a while, noticing the scorching gaze around him, reducing his smile, and sighed, "I'm not angry."

"Smile more." Qi Yan reached out and pinned the broken hair that fell from her forehead to behind her ears, and drew up to kiss her, "You look very beautiful when you smile."

"Laughing more wrinkles."

"Don't laugh at ten years old."

"..."

Qi Yan touched her face with the tip of her nose, turned her back against the wall, and said with her throat: "You always treat me as a child's teacher. Of course, you feel uncomfortable in your heart, but the teacher is also a human being. A job is enough to do your own business and keep the bottom line. In private, I am Qi Yan, not Teacher Qi."

The cedar-scented shampoo is light and good-smelling, lingering for a long time.

Lu Zhiqiao sniffed lightly, his eyelids half drooping, following the fragrance of Qi Yan's hair, his neck stretched forward slightly, just a few steps away from the corner of the other's lips.

Without paying attention, he almost kissed.

"Okay." She hurried back and replied in a low voice.

Qi Yan picked up a strand of her own hair, and the tip of her tail lightly brushed her lips, and scratched her badly: "Do you like it?"

Carefully maintained hair, the hair quality is very good, the hair is bright and smooth with less split ends, and the hair volume is rich and thick, like the rare and expensive fine silk thread. Lu Zhiqiao couldn't help but touched it, his fingertips were slippery, so he nodded.

"Come as often as you like."

She did not answer and blushed.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom. Lu Zhiqiao put the ironing board and iron back into the study, collected the clothes that were dried on the balcony, and sat on the sofa to slowly fold it.

My daughter has a lot of clothes, long-sleeved shirts, thin sweaters, **** with pig tails, school uniforms... She looked at the short pig tails on her panties, slowed down, and suddenly thought that she was growing at this age, but she hadn't yet. I have paid attention to my daughter's situation. For example, is it time to buy a vest for the child?

Time flies, and infinite emotion is born at this moment.

The baby who could not walk in her hands was twelve years old in the blink of an eye, but she didn't know exactly how tall and weight she was.

How to be a mother?

Lu Zhiqiao fell into self-blame, his mind was confused, and he didn't even know when the sound of the bathroom water stopped.

"mother…"

There was a very weak cry from behind, she woke up, turned her head, her daughter was standing there in Pikachu pajamas, looking at her timidly, but she didn't dare to think about it. She raised a smile and waved at the child: "Niu Niu, come."

The little girl stepped forward obediently, Lu Zhiqiao couldn't wait to stretch out her hand, and took her to sit next to him: "It was my mom just now, so I shouldn't be angry with you..." while talking, he kissed the child's face.

Just after taking a shower, my face was flushed, smooth and tender.

Lu Wei bit her lip and didn't say a word. She was wronged from before dinner until now, thinking that her mother thought she was ignorant, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Now she was finally relieved, so she took the initiative to climb onto her mother's lap and sit, and put her arms around her neck|child.

"Ah, girl, you are so heavy—" Lu Zhiqiao wailed, but he held the child in his hand.

"Humph."

"Mom is crushed to death."

"I won't come down." The little girl pouted.

Lu Zhiqiao touched his daughter's head and smiled, "Is there a height and weight measurement in school physical education?" This time last year, I measured it once, and it was 1.47 meters and 75 kilograms. It should have grown a lot in a year.

"I've measured it, I'm one meter, fifty-three."

"weight?"

Lu Wei suddenly whispered: "Eight-two catties...Mom, I have gained a lot."

"Fool." Lu Zhiqiao gave her a kiss. "You are growing up now. It is normal for you to gain weight because you have grown taller."

"But it's too fat to look good. There is a girl in our class who is 100 jin, fat, and the boys always laugh at her and say she is a fat winter melon."

"..."

Lu Zhiqiao's face changed slightly, he coughed slightly, and said, "Niuniu, I don't care about others, but you can't laugh at fat classmates. That's rude, you know?"

"I didn't, I just thought she was so miserable, the boys were too much."

"So you can't learn boys."

The little girl nodded.

Lu Zhiqiao's eyes fell in front of her daughter, and the outline of the big Pikachu pattern was faintly shown. She stared for a few seconds, her pajamas were loose, and she couldn't see anything, so she pinched the corner to grab it.

"Well, mom, what are you doing..." Lu Wei quickly grabbed his eyes and quickly turned over.

"Let mom take a look." She said anxiously, "x does it usually hurt? Is there—" She was speechless for a while, and she couldn't say it.

Lu Wei flushed immediately and was embarrassed. He hummed twice, protecting Pikachu with both hands, but refused to let her look.

"Good, good, don't watch."

Shyness is human nature, and children will also. It is said that mother and daughter should be intimate, probably because she usually neglects company, but her daughter is also so shy in front of her, she does not subconsciously regard her as a trustworthy person.

Lu Zhiqiao felt a little frustrated, sighed helplessly, and changed the subject: "When will the party start tomorrow?"

"Two o'clock." Lu Wei whispered, "Mom, will you go?"

"go."

The next day was cloudy and the sky was overcast and sunny. Lu Zhiqiao left work early at noon, ate a casual meal in the company cafeteria, and then assigned the work of the afternoon to the assistant and drove to school.

Half an hour has passed since school is over, and there are only a few students in school uniforms at the school gate. She parked the car, registered with the guard, and entered the campus. The junior high school of the attached high school covers a large area, which is larger than that of the high school. The last time the parent meeting came, she walked around and almost got lost.

Find the classroom, there is no one in it.

Lu Zhiqiao took out his mobile phone and was about to call his daughter. There was a voice on the other side of the stairs. She looked up and saw Qi Yan and the two female teachers coming out of the office, talking and laughing.

"Ms. Qi."

The three of them looked over at the same time. Qi Yan wore a long smoggy sweater. His figure was slender and tall, which seemed quite eye-catching at first glance. Seeing she whispered something, the other two nodded and walked away, she stepped forward towards this side with her long legs.

The sleek black hair was wavy and flowing.

"Come so early." The man came to the front, raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Do you miss me?"

Although there was no one everywhere, but after all, it was at school. Qi Yanxiao was not too close to her, standing upright, but with a ridiculous smile in his eyes, glamorous, charming and not serious.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at her hair, and said back to God for a moment: "Niuniu is not in the classroom."

"Their last class is English." Qi Yan looked at the classroom in Class 2 of the first grade, and then looked at his mobile phone. "This point should be for dinner. Did you call her?"

"Not yet, I'm afraid she will be seen with her classmates."

Qi Yan raised his hand and brushed his hair, and smiled: "It doesn't matter, her classmates all have mobile phones. These children make appointments for games in private. I handed them over to the parents, and the parents changed hands and gave them back. It hurts."

"..."

Thinking of the last time that his daughter's mobile phone was handed over, Lu Zhiqiao pursed his lips and didn't say a word, but he wanted to laugh in his heart.

Usually, when I see Qi Yan, it's nothing more than 901 or 902. She can see exactly what this person looks like in private, but that's all. Now in school, where Qi Yan works, this person naturally took another look. He just walked towards her, even the pace was windy, half familiar and half strange, which drew her to inquire and couldn’t move her eyes. Kind of indescribable feeling.

Maybe it's fresh, maybe it's curious.

Without thinking about it, Lu Zhiqiao lowered his head and opened the phone address book and dialed his daughter's number.

It passed quickly.

"Niu Niu, where are you? Mom is at school."

"Okay, no hurry, you eat slowly, and my mother is waiting for you in the classroom."

"OK Bye Bye."

really.

The junior high school of the affiliated high school is not boarding, there is no student dormitory, but there is a cafeteria, which is convenient for students who cannot go home at noon to eat at the school. Since this semester, except for the few days when she was sick, her daughter has been eating lunch at school.

She talked to the child, soft and indulgent, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, Qi Yan was watching, her heart seemed to be soaked in lemon juice, sour bubbles bursting.

"Have you eaten?" she asked.

"Ate."

Qi Yan opened his mouth and wanted Lu Zhiqiao to accompany him to eat out, but if someone was seen, it would inevitably lead to gossip. It might not be possible to say that she was accepting gifts and bribes. It would be hard to get rid of if she really jumped into the Yellow River.

Sometimes, the identity of a teacher is an invisible bondage.

She swallowed her words and smiled, her eyes flashed with dark and unclear emotions: "Niuniu's seat is in the middle of the fourth row of the corridor window. You can sit inside and wait, I'm going to eat."

"good."

Qi Yan turned around and walked towards the stairs. Lu Zhiqiao stared at her back, her waist-length hair swaying slightly. The pace seemed to be a little slower than when she came, but no matter how slow, the road is only that long, very long. Kuairen disappeared around the corner.

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