Chapter 20
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The two women lying on the sofa are a teacher and a mom. They are close and embracing, as if they are very intimate. The teacher grabbed mom's hand and pressed her so that she couldn't move, and mom's face was very red, and she looked a little shy and constricted.
What Lu Wei's eyes saw was such a scene.
Kids don't understand same-sex love yet, they just find it strange, they seem to have seen it before, but not quite the same, and they can't explain it.
What is the difference?
She forgot what to say and concentrated on thinking about it.
Hearing her daughter's voice, Lu Zhiqiao trembled all over, and pushed Qi Yan away reflexively. At that moment, amazing strength erupted from her limp arm. Before Qi Yan could react, she fell off the sofa unexpectedly.
——Dong
Her butt hit the tile floor heavily, numb for a while, and the dull pain gradually spread, she frowned: "Hiss..."
"Teacher Qi!" The little girl exclaimed, and rushed to help her up. "Are you okay?"
Qi Yan patted her buttocks and smiled awkwardly: "I'm okay."
Lu Zhiqiao sat up in a hurry, stroked her hair, slightly parted her thin lips and gasp lowly, the color of peach blossoms on her face became more and more delicate. She closed her eyes, changed into a cold and reserved face for a moment, took her daughter's hand over, and asked pretending to be innocent: "Niuniu, what did you just say?"
"Hmm"
Lu Wei bit her lower lip, then remembered what she wanted to say, and put the unanswered questions behind her, hugged her neck and acted like a spoiled child: "Mom, I don't want to take the subway tomorrow, can you take me to school?~"
"I'll drive you." Qi Yan picked up the topic.
"No, we are going to school together."
Lu Zhiqiao refused straight away: "No need." With a slightly cold tone, she didn't look at her with half-closed eyelids, but raised her eyes and smiled at her daughter, "Then get up earlier tomorrow."
"Okay~" The little girl kissed her, bouncing around back to the room.
Seeing the door of the second bedroom close slowly, Lu Zhiqiao breathed a sigh of relief. Her back was wet with sweat just now, but now she was in a panic. She lowered her head and glanced at Qi Yan from the corner of her eyes, with a slightly complaining expression, and a hint of restrained shame.
"Are you angry?" Qi Yan smiled and walked towards her, wanting to grab her hand.
But this time Lu Zhiqiao didn't allow her, she raised her hand to block it, moved to the side, turned her face away without saying a word, leaving half of the back of her head and red ears to Qi Yan.
Her daughter is only twelve years old, and she has never been exposed to this kind of stuff since she was a child. How could she understand it? When she ran into it today, it was inevitable that she would ask whenever she thought of it. How should she explain it to her child? Although she is not angry, she is somewhat annoyed. It is not because of Qi Yan but herself. She is a failed mother and a shameless woman. She cannot control the desire in her heart, and she has given the child bad guidance and education.
Her sexual orientation is a secret, and if one day her daughter learns that she had an "improper relationship" with a teacher, what will she think of her?
Just thinking about it is suffocating.
Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, clenched her hands on her knees into fists, pinched her palms tightly, and suddenly she heard Qi Yan's heavy and low voice come from her ear: "I'm sorry."
She was stunned .
"It's my fault. I'll be more careful in the future."
Lu Zhiqiao opened her eyes and turned around slowly, meeting Qi Yan's sincere and serious gaze for a moment, vaguely glimpsing the flickering disappointment in the depths, her face changed slightly, her chest suddenly blocked up, and she couldn't say what she had brewed.
After all, she is her daughter's teacher, so she can't show her face, let alone get really angry.
"Are... are you okay just now?" She glanced at Qi Yan's butt, the fall sounded with a heavy thud, she hoped she didn't hurt her bones.
Qi Yan lowered her eyelids, looked up at her again, and suddenly smiled and said, "It hurts, why don't you rub it for me?"
"..."
This person was dignified and serious one second, and started to act like a beast and hooligan the next second. Her cold and deep eyebrows contained electrified hooks, seductive and charming. Lu Zhiqiao became annoyed again, simply ignored her, and continued to deal with finishing her work.
"I'm just kidding." Qi Yan said back to normal.
Lu Zhiqiao watched the computer typing without turning her head.
Qi Yan smiled, Zhiqiao didn't make any noise, and didn't plan to leave. She was working, and she was watching her from the side.
The computer screen is densely packed with English, and this person is as effortless as reading her native language. Then she clicked another window. Qi Yan glanced roughly, and couldn't help but said: "Letter of Credit?"
Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback, turned her head, and looked at her with a little surprise: "Aren't you a Chinese teacher?"
"The Chinese teacher can't speak English?"
"..."
Before Niuniu praised how powerful Qi Yan was, she thought it was a child's exaggeration and didn't care about what she said. Now that she suddenly remembered, the look in Qi Yan's eyes became more intriguing.
"Why?" Qi Yan smiled, and moved a little closer, "Falling in love with me?"
Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened, and she turned back.
The night was silent, the full moon quietly climbed up the treetops, a cold wind blew in from the half-opened window of the balcony, mixed with the sound of arguing from someone, intermittent, but extremely clear. Qi Yan listened unintentionally, felt bored, got up and closed the window, and returned to the sofa without sitting down, and saw a cooperation agreement next to the computer, with the logos of the two companies printed on it.
"You work in Xinbei Group?" She asked knowingly.
Lu Zhiqiao hummed without raising her head.
When asked before, she didn't say anything, she resisted talking about things, but now she is open and unabashed, and the line dividing the two has blurred a little unknowingly…
Qi Yan stared at the agreement thoughtfully, wanting to open it to see if it was signed, but held back, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly raised her head: "Why aren't you sleeping?"
Chasing her away.
"Keeping you company, isn't it okay"
"..."
"Since you don't welcome me, I'd better go." Qi Yan said calmly, bending down to pick up the crab doll on the floor and put it on the sofa, her long, dark, soft hair sliding down with her movements, scattering a fragrance of shampoo.
Lu Zhiqiao frowned, and said softly, "That's not what I meant."
"I know."
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but her eyes didn't look aside, her face suddenly became hot, and she made a slight sucking sound, and then turning around, Qi Yan was already standing at the door putting on her shoes, and opened the door: "Good night."
Before Lu Zhiqiao could reply, the person had already gone out and closed the door.
She don't know who is arguing, the sound is getting louder and louder, and things are being thrown, which is especially obvious in the quiet night at this moment, and the doors and windows can be heard even when the doors and windows are closed. Feeling restless, she hastily typed the last line of letters, saved it, and turned off the computer.
Qi Yan kept her word and promised to be careful in the future, so she didn't drop by to the opposite door again. She knew that hot tofu couldn't be eaten in a hurry, and it would be better if it was stretched and relaxed like a spring, so she didn't even send WeChat, went out early every day, stayed at home at night, and did her own things.
Apart from being able to see Lu Wei at school, she deliberately avoided the mother and daughter during the rest of the time. After two or three days of being so calm, Lu Zhiqiao remained silent and ignored her.
…
Saturday, sunny.
After waiting for half a month for the paint to arrive, Qi Yan drove to the factory to wait for repairs. She waited from morning to afternoon until the sun was mobileabout to set before returning. As she approached the gate of the complex, she slowed down and a black sports car appeared in sight through the windshield...
The body shape was cool and extremely eye-catching, it was the McLaren she had seen last time. The door of its passenger seat was raised high, obviously waiting for someone.
Qi Yan lightly stepped on the brakes, stopped by the green belt, and then saw Lu Zhiqiao coming out from the side door of the complex. She was wearing a soot blue low-necked sweater, white narrow-cut trousers, long hair hanging down to shoulder length and slightly curly, with a smile on her face. After getting into the sports car, the door was closed skillfully and neatly.
You can tell at a glance that she often sit there.
The car didn't stay for half a second, and sped away.
Qi Yan squinted her eyes, picked up her phone and dialed Lu Zhiqiao's number. The other party answered quickly, with doubts in her voice. She frowned, her eyes darkened slightly, but she said in a brisk tone: "Are you free tonight? I'll treat you to dinner."
After a pause for a few seconds, she replied: "...I can't, I have to work overtime."
"In the company? "
"Yeah."
Qi Yan's face darkened, she pursed her thin lips, and hung up the phone without making a sound.
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The two women lying on the sofa are a teacher and a mom. They are close and embracing, as if they are very intimate. The teacher grabbed mom's hand and pressed her so that she couldn't move, and mom's face was very red, and she looked a little shy and constricted.
What Lu Wei's eyes saw was such a scene.
Kids don't understand same-sex love yet, they just find it strange, they seem to have seen it before, but not quite the same, and they can't explain it.
What is the difference?
She forgot what to say and concentrated on thinking about it.
Hearing her daughter's voice, Lu Zhiqiao trembled all over, and pushed Qi Yan away reflexively. At that moment, amazing strength erupted from her limp arm. Before Qi Yan could react, she fell off the sofa unexpectedly.
——Dong
Her butt hit the tile floor heavily, numb for a while, and the dull pain gradually spread, she frowned: "Hiss..."
"Teacher Qi!" The little girl exclaimed, and rushed to help her up. "Are you okay?"
Qi Yan patted her buttocks and smiled awkwardly: "I'm okay."
Lu Zhiqiao sat up in a hurry, stroked her hair, slightly parted her thin lips and gasp lowly, the color of peach blossoms on her face became more and more delicate. She closed her eyes, changed into a cold and reserved face for a moment, took her daughter's hand over, and asked pretending to be innocent: "Niuniu, what did you just say?"
"Hmm"
Lu Wei bit her lower lip, then remembered what she wanted to say, and put the unanswered questions behind her, hugged her neck and acted like a spoiled child: "Mom, I don't want to take the subway tomorrow, can you take me to school?~"
"I'll drive you." Qi Yan picked up the topic.
"No, we are going to school together."
Lu Zhiqiao refused straight away: "No need." With a slightly cold tone, she didn't look at her with half-closed eyelids, but raised her eyes and smiled at her daughter, "Then get up earlier tomorrow."
"Okay~" The little girl kissed her, bouncing around back to the room.
Seeing the door of the second bedroom close slowly, Lu Zhiqiao breathed a sigh of relief. Her back was wet with sweat just now, but now she was in a panic. She lowered her head and glanced at Qi Yan from the corner of her eyes, with a slightly complaining expression, and a hint of restrained shame.
"Are you angry?" Qi Yan smiled and walked towards her, wanting to grab her hand.
But this time Lu Zhiqiao didn't allow her, she raised her hand to block it, moved to the side, turned her face away without saying a word, leaving half of the back of her head and red ears to Qi Yan.
Her daughter is only twelve years old, and she has never been exposed to this kind of stuff since she was a child. How could she understand it? When she ran into it today, it was inevitable that she would ask whenever she thought of it. How should she explain it to her child? Although she is not angry, she is somewhat annoyed. It is not because of Qi Yan but herself. She is a failed mother and a shameless woman. She cannot control the desire in her heart, and she has given the child bad guidance and education.
Her sexual orientation is a secret, and if one day her daughter learns that she had an "improper relationship" with a teacher, what will she think of her?
Just thinking about it is suffocating.
Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, clenched her hands on her knees into fists, pinched her palms tightly, and suddenly she heard Qi Yan's heavy and low voice come from her ear: "I'm sorry."
She was stunned .
"It's my fault. I'll be more careful in the future."
Lu Zhiqiao opened her eyes and turned around slowly, meeting Qi Yan's sincere and serious gaze for a moment, vaguely glimpsing the flickering disappointment in the depths, her face changed slightly, her chest suddenly blocked up, and she couldn't say what she had brewed.
After all, she is her daughter's teacher, so she can't show her face, let alone get really angry.
"Are... are you okay just now?" She glanced at Qi Yan's butt, the fall sounded with a heavy thud, she hoped she didn't hurt her bones.
Qi Yan lowered her eyelids, looked up at her again, and suddenly smiled and said, "It hurts, why don't you rub it for me?"
"..."
This person was dignified and serious one second, and started to act like a beast and hooligan the next second. Her cold and deep eyebrows contained electrified hooks, seductive and charming. Lu Zhiqiao became annoyed again, simply ignored her, and continued to deal with finishing her work.
"I'm just kidding." Qi Yan said back to normal.
Lu Zhiqiao watched the computer typing without turning her head.
Qi Yan smiled, Zhiqiao didn't make any noise, and didn't plan to leave. She was working, and she was watching her from the side.
The computer screen is densely packed with English, and this person is as effortless as reading her native language. Then she clicked another window. Qi Yan glanced roughly, and couldn't help but said: "Letter of Credit?"
Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback, turned her head, and looked at her with a little surprise: "Aren't you a Chinese teacher?"
"The Chinese teacher can't speak English?"
"..."
Before Niuniu praised how powerful Qi Yan was, she thought it was a child's exaggeration and didn't care about what she said. Now that she suddenly remembered, the look in Qi Yan's eyes became more intriguing.
"Why?" Qi Yan smiled, and moved a little closer, "Falling in love with me?"
Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened, and she turned back.
The night was silent, the full moon quietly climbed up the treetops, a cold wind blew in from the half-opened window of the balcony, mixed with the sound of arguing from someone, intermittent, but extremely clear. Qi Yan listened unintentionally, felt bored, got up and closed the window, and returned to the sofa without sitting down, and saw a cooperation agreement next to the computer, with the logos of the two companies printed on it.
"You work in Xinbei Group?" She asked knowingly.
Lu Zhiqiao hummed without raising her head.
When asked before, she didn't say anything, she resisted talking about things, but now she is open and unabashed, and the line dividing the two has blurred a little unknowingly…
Qi Yan stared at the agreement thoughtfully, wanting to open it to see if it was signed, but held back, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly raised her head: "Why aren't you sleeping?"
Chasing her away.
"Keeping you company, isn't it okay"
"..."
"Since you don't welcome me, I'd better go." Qi Yan said calmly, bending down to pick up the crab doll on the floor and put it on the sofa, her long, dark, soft hair sliding down with her movements, scattering a fragrance of shampoo.
Lu Zhiqiao frowned, and said softly, "That's not what I meant."
"I know."
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but her eyes didn't look aside, her face suddenly became hot, and she made a slight sucking sound, and then turning around, Qi Yan was already standing at the door putting on her shoes, and opened the door: "Good night."
Before Lu Zhiqiao could reply, the person had already gone out and closed the door.
She don't know who is arguing, the sound is getting louder and louder, and things are being thrown, which is especially obvious in the quiet night at this moment, and the doors and windows can be heard even when the doors and windows are closed. Feeling restless, she hastily typed the last line of letters, saved it, and turned off the computer.
Qi Yan kept her word and promised to be careful in the future, so she didn't drop by to the opposite door again. She knew that hot tofu couldn't be eaten in a hurry, and it would be better if it was stretched and relaxed like a spring, so she didn't even send WeChat, went out early every day, stayed at home at night, and did her own things.
Apart from being able to see Lu Wei at school, she deliberately avoided the mother and daughter during the rest of the time. After two or three days of being so calm, Lu Zhiqiao remained silent and ignored her.
…
Saturday, sunny.
After waiting for half a month for the paint to arrive, Qi Yan drove to the factory to wait for repairs. She waited from morning to afternoon until the sun was mobileabout to set before returning. As she approached the gate of the complex, she slowed down and a black sports car appeared in sight through the windshield...
The body shape was cool and extremely eye-catching, it was the McLaren she had seen last time. The door of its passenger seat was raised high, obviously waiting for someone.
Qi Yan lightly stepped on the brakes, stopped by the green belt, and then saw Lu Zhiqiao coming out from the side door of the complex. She was wearing a soot blue low-necked sweater, white narrow-cut trousers, long hair hanging down to shoulder length and slightly curly, with a smile on her face. After getting into the sports car, the door was closed skillfully and neatly.
You can tell at a glance that she often sit there.
The car didn't stay for half a second, and sped away.
Qi Yan squinted her eyes, picked up her phone and dialed Lu Zhiqiao's number. The other party answered quickly, with doubts in her voice. She frowned, her eyes darkened slightly, but she said in a brisk tone: "Are you free tonight? I'll treat you to dinner."
After a pause for a few seconds, she replied: "...I can't, I have to work overtime."
"In the company? "
"Yeah."
Qi Yan's face darkened, she pursed her thin lips, and hung up the phone without making a sound.
The two women lying on the sofa are a teacher and a mom. They are close and embracing, as if they are very intimate. The teacher grabbed mom's hand and pressed her so that she couldn't move, and mom's face was very red, and she looked a little shy and constricted.What Lu Wei's eyes saw was such a scene.Kids don't understand same-sex love yet, they just find it strange, they seem to have seen it before, but not quite the same, and they can't explain it.What is the difference?She forgot what to say and concentrated on thinking about it.Hearing her daughter's voice, Lu Zhiqiao trembled all over, and pushed Qi Yan away reflexively. At that moment, amazing strength erupted from her limp arm. Before Qi Yan could react, she fell off the sofa unexpectedly.DongHer butt hit the tile floor heavily, numb for a while, and the dull pain gradually spread, she frowned: "Hiss...""Teacher Qi!" The little girl exclaimed, and rushed to help her up. "Are you okay?"Qi Yan patted her buttocks and smiled awkwardly: "I'm okay."Lu Zhiqiao sat up in a hurry, stroked her hair, slightly parted her thin lips and gasp lowly, the color of peach blossoms on her face became more and more delicate. She closed her eyes, changed into a cold and reserved face for a moment, took her daughter's hand over, and asked pretending to be innocent: "Niuniu, what did you just say?""Hmm"Lu Wei bit her lower lip, then remembered what she wanted to say, and put the unanswered questions behind her, hugged her neck and acted like a spoiled child: "Mom, I don't want to take the subway tomorrow,can you take me to school?~""I'll drive you." Qi Yan picked up the topic."No, we are going to school together."Lu Zhiqiao refused straight away: "No need." With a slightly cold tone, she didn't look at her with half-closed eyelids, but raised her eyes and smiled at her daughter, "Then get up earlier tomorrow.""Okay~" The little girl kissed her, bouncing around back to the room.Seeing the door of the second bedroom close slowly, Lu Zhiqiao breathed a sigh of relief. Her back was wet with sweat just now, but now she was in a panic. She lowered her head and glanced at Qi Yan from the corner of her eyes, with a slightly complaining expression, and a hint of restrained shame."Are you angry?" Qi Yan smiled and walked towards her, wanting to grab her hand.But this time Lu Zhiqiao didn't allow her, she raised her hand to block it, moved to the side, turned her face away without saying a word, leaving half of the back of her head and red ears to Qi Yan.Her daughter is only twelve years old, and she has never been exposed to this kind of stuff since she was a child. How could she understand it? When she ran into it today, it was inevitable that she would ask whenever she thought of it. How should she explain it to her child? Although she is not angry, she is somewhat annoyed. It is not because of Qi Yan but herself. She is a failed mother and a shameless woman. She cannot control the desire in her heart, and she has given the child bad guidance and education.Her sexual orientation is a secret, and if one day her daughter learns that she had an "improper relationship" with a teacher, what will she think of her?Just thinking about it is suffocating.Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, clenched her hands on her knees into fists, pinched her palms tightly, and suddenly she heard Qi Yan's heavy and low voice come from her ear: "I'm sorry."She was stunned ."It's my fault. I'll be more careful in the future."Lu Zhiqiao opened her eyes and turned around slowly, meeting Qi Yan's sincere and serious gaze for a moment, vaguely glimpsing the flickering disappointment in the depths, her face changed slightly, her chest suddenly blocked up, and she couldn't say what she had brewed.After all, she is her daughter's teacher, so she can't show her face, let alone get really angry."Are... are you okay just now?" She glanced at Qi Yan's butt, the fall sounded with a heavy thud, she hoped she didn't hurt her bones.Qi Yan lowered her eyelids, looked up at her again, and suddenly smiled and said, "It hurts, why don't you rub it for me?""..."This person was dignified and serious one second, and started to act like a beast and hooligan the next second. Her cold and deep eyebrows contained electrified hooks, seductive and charming. Lu Zhiqiao became annoyed again, simply ignored her, and continued to deal with finishing her work."I'm just kidding." Qi Yan said back to normal.Lu Zhiqiao watched the computer typing without turning her head.Qi Yan smiled, Zhiqiao didn't make any noise, and didn't plan to leave. She was working, and she was watching her from the side.The computer screen is densely packed with English, and this person is as effortless as reading her native language. Then she clicked another window. Qi Yan glanced roughly, and couldn't help but said: "Letter of Credit?"Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback, turned her head, and looked at her with a little surprise: "Aren't you a Chinese teacher?""The Chinese teacher can't speak English?""..."Before Niuniu praised how powerful Qi Yan was, she thought it was a child's exaggeration and didn't care about what she said. Now that she suddenly remembered, the look in Qi Yan's eyes became more intriguing."Why?" Qi Yan smiled, and moved a little closer, "Falling in love with me?"Lu Zhiqiao's face darkened, and she turned back.The night was silent, the full moon quietly climbed up the treetops, a cold wind blew in from the half-opened window of the balcony, mixed with the sound of arguing from someone, intermittent, but extremely clear. Qi Yan listened unintentionally, felt bored, got up and closed the window, and returned to the sofa without sitting down, and saw a cooperation agreement next to the computer, with the logos of the two companies printed on it."You work in Xinbei Group?" She asked knowingly.Lu Zhiqiao hummed without raising her head.When asked before, she didn't say anything, she resisted talking about things, but now she is open and unabashed, and the line dividing the two has blurred a little unknowinglyQi Yan stared at the agreement thoughtfully, wanting to open it to see if it was signed, but held back, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly raised her head: "Why aren't you sleeping?"Chasing her away."Keeping you company, isn't it okay""...""Since you don't welcome me, I'd better go." Qi Yan said calmly, bending down to pick up the crab doll on the floor and put it on the sofa, her long, dark, soft hair sliding down with her movements, scattering a fragrance of shampoo.Lu Zhiqiao frowned, and said softly, "That's not what I meant.""I know."She opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but her eyes didn't look aside, her face suddenly became hot, and she made a slight sucking sound, and then turning around, Qi Yan was already standing at the door putting on her shoes, and opened the door: "Good night."Before Lu Zhiqiao could reply, the person had already gone out and closed the door.She don't know who is arguing, the sound is getting louder and louder, and things are being thrown, which is especially obvious in the quiet night at this moment, and the doors and windows can be heard even when the doors and windows are closed. Feeling restless, she hastily typed the last line of letters, saved it, and turned off the computer.Qi Yan kept her word and promised to be careful in the future, so she didn't drop by to the opposite door again. She knew that hot tofu couldn't be eaten in a hurry, and it would be better if it was stretched and relaxed like a spring, so she didn't even send WeChat, went out early every day, stayed at home at night, and did her own things.Apart from being able to see Lu Wei at school, she deliberately avoided the mother and daughter during the rest of the time. After two or three days of being so calm, Lu Zhiqiao remained silent and ignored her.Saturday, sunny.After waiting for half a month for the paint to arrive, Qi Yan drove to the factory to wait for repairs. She waited from morning to afternoon until the sun was mobileabout to set before returning. As she approached the gate of the complex, she slowed down and a black sports car appeared in sight through the windshield...The body shape was cool and extremely eye-catching, it was the McLaren she had seen last time. The door of its passenger seat was raised high, obviously waiting for someone.Qi Yan lightly stepped on the brakes, stopped by the green belt, and then saw Lu Zhiqiao coming out from the side door of the complex. She was wearing a soot blue low-necked sweater, white narrow-cut trousers, long hair hanging down to shoulder length and slightly curly, with a smile on her face. After getting into the sports car, the door was closed skillfully and neatly.You can tell at a glance that she often sit there.The car didn't stay for half a second, and sped away.Qi Yan squinted her eyes, picked up her phone and dialed Lu Zhiqiao's number. The other party answered quickly, with doubts in her voice. She frowned, her eyes darkened slightly, but she said in a brisk tone: "Are you free tonight? I'll treat you to dinner."After a pause for a few seconds, she replied: "...I can't, I have to work overtime.""In the company? ""Yeah."Qi Yan's face darkened, she pursed her thin lips, and hung up the phone without making a sound.
