Chapter 92
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cly121215-19 minutes 28.05.2023
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
The warm breath sprinkled on her nape, and the scent diffused, first it was cold citrus, fresh and light, and then slowly transitioned to heavy sandalwood, rich and refreshing.
This person used to be introverted and conservative, and her way of speaking is always reserved and even her confession has to be detoured.
Qi Yan grabbed her hand across her waist, her heart racing like a wild horse, joyful and fierce. Her joy was not enough to describe her current mood. She felt like she had fallen into a vortex, stirred to a dizzy state, and was about to explode like fireworks by the next second.
Qiao Qiao has changed.
She even took the initiative to confess to her.
But somewhat still the same.
Still so reserved.
"Huh?" Qi Yan turned around, raised her eyebrows, pretending not to know, "Why is it 'Little' Mom?"
She deliberately bit the word "little".
With this turn, Lu Zhiqiao was forced to leave her fragrant soft hair and lift her face, but for a moment, she didn't react and asked in a daze, "Do you want to be the big mom?"
"..."
Qi Yan couldn't help but laugh and her gaze shifted downwards, falling in front of her, as if talking to herself: "For the sake of you being older than me, it's better for you to be the 'big' mom."
Lu Zhiqiao lowered her head, looked at herself, then at Qi Yan, her face became hot, she frowned in embarrassment, and stretched out her hand to pinch her.
She cooperated with an "ouch".
"Then you agree?"
"Agree on what?" Qi Yan raised her brows.
Seeing that she was playing tricks on purpose, Lu Zhiqiao was not annoyed, she hugged her waist with both hands, and said seriously: "Be my family." After speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled, and added: "My girlfriend."
Family...
Qi Yan's heart trembled slightly, and her nose suddenly felt sore.
Like being wrapped in a warm torrent, rolling her into the long river of memories. When she thought of that argument, wasn't the reason why she was sad was because Lu Zhiqiao never regarded her as a family? When she left 901 that day, all she could think about was that her heart made the wrong bet, and she was sour, hurt, and angry. But all the emotions added up can't match this passionate love.
She loves Lu Zhiqiao and misses Lu Zhiqiao's kindness. She doesn't want to deny all her past experiences just because of one argument.
So she calmed down quickly, thought for a long time, and wrote that letter to Lu Zhiqiao. With tentative hope.
May you find your beloved for the rest of your life.
If Lu Zhiqiao gave up, the beloved could be someone else, if Lu Zhiqiao didn't give up, the beloved could be her.
Going around, they finally returned to each other. Becoming a family member and accompanying each other for the rest of their lives is the most profound and affectionate promise she has ever received.
Qi Yan looked at Lu Zhiqiao with wet eyes, and nodded slightly.
"Girlfriend..." She didn't want to cry, so she blinked and said in a teasing tone, "Shouldn't I be called Auntie? How did I become a little mom?"
She should be 'Auntie' if they're dating, and 'Mom' when they're married. She knows the difference between the two names, she won't get fooled.
Lu Zhiqiao was at a loss.
Tsk.
Forget it.
Qi Yan thought to herself, and coughed lightly: "Don't tell me you want to marry first and then date?"
Lu Zhiqiao suddenly realized, and her face turned redder, "It's not impossible."
"That won't work."
"?"
The sunset shone through the window, and Lu Zhiqiao's ink-like eyes were dyed deep brown. When she saw Qi Yan tilt her head and raise her eyebrows, she thought she was unwilling. The luster in her eyes instantly faded, and even the tear stains lost their luster.
Qi Yan sighed, shook her head helplessly, and reached out to pinch her ear, "I have long regarded Niu Niu as my own daughter, you wouldn't even let me be stubborn again. I haven't even turned thirty yet and you already want me to be a mom." The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.
Qiao Qiao, who has no experience in love, is like a blank sheet of paper.
Holding a pen, she taught her little by little how to draw lines, draft, refine, fill in colors, and draw whatever she wanted.
The more clumsy she is, the more she wants to teach her what love is and how to love, and then she can also be happy, because of Lu Zhiqiao's happiness.
Lu Zhiqiao stared at her for two seconds, burst out laughing, and leaned over to bury her face on her shoulder, "Okay, Auntie Yan."
The room was silent, the two were close together, they could clearly hear each other's breathing, smell the sweat on each other's body, feel the heartbeat and body temperature, even if they were silent, there was still warmth flowing.
Qi Yan closed her eyes, raised her hand to stroke Lu Zhiqiao's hair, twirled the silky and curly strands with her fingertips, and stroked gently.
"Qiao Qiao..."
"Hmm?"
"I'm sorry." She murmured softly, "I let you bear a lot by yourself."
The person in her arms moved.
"I used to be too confident, no, it was arrogance, I felt that I was omnipotent and could solve everything, but in fact this kind of thinking was reckless, naive and irresponsible. Now I accept my cowardice and my inadequacy, no matter what the future holds, I want to be with you, only when I am by your side and see you that I will be happy...The three of us make a family."
She took a light breath and put her face against Lu Zhiqiao's hair.
Lu Zhiqiao was startled, pecked her shoulder reassuringly, raised her head, stared at her for a while, and said with a smile: "There is no such thing as a perfect person, in fact... what you said that day made me breathe a sigh of relief. I suddenly found that you also have negative emotions, I am not alone anymore, I think we are the same. I am closer to you, see you more truthfully which makes me feel at ease."
As she spoke, her eyes gradually turned red.
Qi Yan hastily moved over and gently kissed the tear mole, "Don't cry."
Lu Zhiqiao's eyelashes trembled and she smiled.
"You said you want me to find my beloved for the rest of my life, but have you never thought that my beloved can only be you?"
"I thought about it."
"Then you still—"
"Hush."
Qi Yan raised her index finger to her lips, making shushing gesture, and after a moment of silence, she held her face with both hands, "Lu Zhiqiao, I love you."
Her thin soft lips slowly approached, hovered, but did not kiss immediately, then gently touched against her lips for a while, and then moved little by little, ignoring the gorgeous lipstick on them, following that creamy chocolate aroma.
She is sweet, slightly sour and astringent. The first taste is full of surprises, and the aftertaste is endless. The more she explores, the more attractive she will be.
Qi Yan pinched Lu Zhiqiao's chin with one hand, and supported the back of her head with the other. When she is emotional, she becomes agitated and ruthless, but she restrains herself carefully, for fear that the other party would feel the slightest discomfort.
Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes and endured it passively, her hands and feet were limp. She wanted to respond occasionally, but she lost all control and melted into a puddle of water.
The air in the lungs was exhausted, the heartbeat became faster and faster, finally knowing how to stop.
Both of them got lipstick all over their mouths.
Lu Zhiqiao leaned against Qi Yan's ear and gasped for breath. She felt her heart burning hard, and she didn't want to leave for a moment, so she asked, "I'll be back the day after tomorrow, you...will you come with me?"
She knew that Qi Yan was here on a tourist trip, and she reckoned that there were still many places she hadn't visited, but they met by chance in one place. If Qi Yan wanted to continue going north, she would have to go back to the country alone, and would have to wait a few days before they could be reunited at home. In her heart, she hoped that the two of them could go back together.
Missing her a lot these days, there are traces of Qi Yan everywhere in the house, she doesn't know if Qi Yan will laugh at her when she sees them when she goes back.
It's embarrassing to think about it.
"There are still a few countries that I haven't visited..." Qi Yan subconsciously said, heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that she was still unsatisfied, and turned her head to find her earlobe, grinding and sucking.
Lu Zhiqiao was immediately discouraged, loss flashed in her eyes, but she was teased and made to tremble, "Be careful when traveling alone, remember to send me the location when you go to the place." As she spoke, her throat felt stuffy, "I'll wait for you to go home..."
"Hahaha."
Qi Yan chased after her dodging ears, and suddenly laughed, "Why are you like my mother?"
In the next second, there was a slight stabbing pain in her shoulder.
Bitten.
Lu Zhiqiao habitually wanted to pull her hair, her fingers grabbed a handful of air behind her back, and suddenly remembered that her waist-length hair like a waterfall had been cut off.
"Yan Yan."
"Um?"
"Grow your hair up."
Qi Yan was startled, and hugged her tightly: "Okay."
Lu Zhiqiao rubbed against Qi Yan intimately, and kissed her hair with her lips covered in lipstick, sticking her mouth full.
"I'm not going." Qi Yan said suddenly, "I'm coming home with you."
"Why?"
"We'll go together when you're on vacation."
Lu Zhiqiao trembled again, and her breathing became more urgent, "You can go if you want, and you don't have to accommodate me."
"No." Qi Yan tilted her head and kissed her ear, seeing her unable to escape and could only groan, her heart softened, and her voice couldn't help but be hoarse, "I want to see the beautiful scenery with you."
Lu Zhiqiao parted her lips, and before she could speak, she was blocked by a strong breath.
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This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
After dinner, the sky gradually darkened. Lu Zhiqiao and Qi Yan went for a walk near the apartment building and looked around.
The heat during the day has not completely subsided, and it is still very hot outside. There are not many people on the street, most of them are blacks and Asians. Blacks can’t be seen clearly from a distance. Wearing dark clothes is equivalent to invisibility. It's hard to see them at night, so one have to be extra careful when walking and driving.
The Asians are basically Chinese, in twos and threes, and there are other Chinese-funded enterprises nearby aside from Xinbei Group, most of whom are employees. When passing by, hearing them speak their mother tongue, it is inevitable to have an illusion of being in China.
The two held hands leisurely and passing by a handicraft store selling wood carvings, Lu Zhiqiao stopped to take a look.
The owner of the shop is a local black, who introduced it in English with a strong accent. Lu Zhiqiao saw a wood carving in the shape of a puppy and thought it was very cute. It happened that her daughter was born in the year of the dog, so she bought it.
"You can buy this too, it's very good." The shopkeeper picked up a wood carving of an elephant and handed it to her.
Lu Zhiqiao shook her head, declined politely, and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper picked up two or three large wooden carvings, chased them to stop them, and stuffed them in front of her desperately, muttering about asking her to buy them.
"Back up!" Qi Yan shouted angrily.
The shopkeeper was startled, and ran back in despair.
Lu Zhiqiao held Qi Yan's arm tightly, and the two left quickly. They went downstairs to the apartment building and bought some mangoes. There are no rare specialties here, only the fruits are big, sweet and cheap.
Back in the room, the two showered and dried their hair one after another.
Lu Zhiqiao washed the mango, peeled and cut it into pieces, put it in a small plate, tied a toothpick, and put it on the table, "Yan Yan, eat the mango yourself, and I will hold a video conference."
After speaking, her face became hot.
Qi Yan put her arms around her and kissed her, and stuffed a piece of mango into her mouth, "Take the first bite."
After feeding three in a row, Lu Zhiqiao chewed with puffed cheeks, pursed her lips and smiled, and had to break free from her arms, and sat down at the table with the laptop in her hands.
It’s afternoon in North America, and during working hours, Lu Zhiqiao wants to have a short meeting with the management of the North American branch. The original plan was to go back to China, but she doesn’t like procrastination. If she can solve it as soon as possible, she has other things to be busy with.
She turned on the laptop, put on the headphones, and put on a long-sleeved thin coat.
Qi Yan was eating mango beside her, not disturbing her, and quietly accompanied her.
At work, Lu Zhiqiao had no distractions and was able to get into the mood soon. She stared at the laptop screen, her soft side face showed a bit of coldness, her brows and eyes were calm, saying a few words from time to time.
But Qi Yan knows that once she leaves the workplace, Lu Zhiqiao immediately softens into a puddle of water in front of her, blushing and getting shy after being teased with a few words, joyful but restrained, like a piece of sweet soft cotton candy.
She loves her both ways.
The more she looks at her, the more she thinks of that crazy night, the imprisoned hands, the forbearing voice, making her heart more ticklish…
The meeting was not long and ended in about half an hour. Lu Zhiqiao turned off the camera, took off her headphones, and sat in front of the laptop for a while. Suddenly, she felt the hot gaze beside her. Turning her head, she saw Qi Yan's gaze staring at her with burning eyes.
She forgot how many times her heart skipped a beat.
"What are you looking at?" She blushed.
Qi Yan propped her face, slipped her throat, got up and hugged her, teasingly said: "Do your subordinates know how soft you are in private?"
This woman started to be unreasonable again.
Lu Zhiqiao glared at her, slapped her hands off her shoulders, "Go brush your teeth."
"Oh."
Qi Yan went into the bathroom obediently, brushed her teeth, and when she came out, she saw Lu Zhiqiao sitting on the bed with her mobile phone in her hands. She had already taken off her thin long sleeves, revealing the halter nightgown inside. The dark purple was hooked with black lace, charming and sexy.
Her heart turned hot and a little dry, she pretended to hold the camera and sat next to her, "Let me show you the photos I took."
Lu Zhiqiao put down her phone, leaned over curiously, and involuntarily wrapped her arms around her, sticking close to her.
There are hundreds of photos in the camera, recording the scenery on the road from South Africa to Gabon, grasslands, mountains, woods, animals, waterfalls... a few of them are scenes on the streets of cities in various countries, each of which is unique. They can be used as a wallpaper, connected together like a static documentary, showing the style of the African continent.
Lu Zhiqiao stared at the camera screen, stared straight away, a hint of amazement appeared in her dark pupils, and sighed: "I think you can hold a photography exhibition, or publish a photography collection."
She was a little envious of Qi Yan.
She can go wherever she wants, and can arrange her time freely.
On the other hand, she is busy with work, and has to wait for the holiday if she wants to go out and play.
"Mm, I plan to publish a photobook." Qi Yan smiled, stretching her arms around her shoulders, "You can help me think of a name when the time comes."
"Sure."
Lu Zhiqiao snuggled into Qi Yan's arms, shrank more and more into the quilt, her arms squeezed the "career line" in front of her, making it more seductive, pink and white, like cotton candy.
The scent of shower gel lingers on the tip of the nose, which smells faintly and cleanly, faintly urging some kind of emotion.
Qi Yan's heart felt hot and dry. Her eyes wandered around Lu Zhiqiao's face, only to feel the nerves in her temples jumping. She could not help but bow her head and kiss Lu Zhiqiao's face. Her voice was hoarse: "Qiao Qiao..."
"Mm?"
Seemingly sensing a difference in the atmosphere, Lu Zhiqiao felt inexplicably nervous.
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cly121215-19 minutes 28.05.2023
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
The warm breath sprinkled on her nape, and the scent diffused, first it was cold citrus, fresh and light, and then slowly transitioned to heavy sandalwood, rich and refreshing.
This person used to be introverted and conservative, and her way of speaking is always reserved and even her confession has to be detoured.
Qi Yan grabbed her hand across her waist, her heart racing like a wild horse, joyful and fierce. Her joy was not enough to describe her current mood. She felt like she had fallen into a vortex, stirred to a dizzy state, and was about to explode like fireworks by the next second.
Qiao Qiao has changed.
She even took the initiative to confess to her.
But somewhat still the same.
Still so reserved.
"Huh?" Qi Yan turned around, raised her eyebrows, pretending not to know, "Why is it 'Little' Mom?"
She deliberately bit the word "little".
With this turn, Lu Zhiqiao was forced to leave her fragrant soft hair and lift her face, but for a moment, she didn't react and asked in a daze, "Do you want to be the big mom?"
"..."
Qi Yan couldn't help but laugh and her gaze shifted downwards, falling in front of her, as if talking to herself: "For the sake of you being older than me, it's better for you to be the 'big' mom."
Lu Zhiqiao lowered her head, looked at herself, then at Qi Yan, her face became hot, she frowned in embarrassment, and stretched out her hand to pinch her.
She cooperated with an "ouch".
"Then you agree?"
"Agree on what?" Qi Yan raised her brows.
Seeing that she was playing tricks on purpose, Lu Zhiqiao was not annoyed, she hugged her waist with both hands, and said seriously: "Be my family." After speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled, and added: "My girlfriend."
Family...
Qi Yan's heart trembled slightly, and her nose suddenly felt sore.
Like being wrapped in a warm torrent, rolling her into the long river of memories. When she thought of that argument, wasn't the reason why she was sad was because Lu Zhiqiao never regarded her as a family? When she left 901 that day, all she could think about was that her heart made the wrong bet, and she was sour, hurt, and angry. But all the emotions added up can't match this passionate love.
She loves Lu Zhiqiao and misses Lu Zhiqiao's kindness. She doesn't want to deny all her past experiences just because of one argument.
So she calmed down quickly, thought for a long time, and wrote that letter to Lu Zhiqiao. With tentative hope.
May you find your beloved for the rest of your life.
If Lu Zhiqiao gave up, the beloved could be someone else, if Lu Zhiqiao didn't give up, the beloved could be her.
Going around, they finally returned to each other. Becoming a family member and accompanying each other for the rest of their lives is the most profound and affectionate promise she has ever received.
Qi Yan looked at Lu Zhiqiao with wet eyes, and nodded slightly.
"Girlfriend..." She didn't want to cry, so she blinked and said in a teasing tone, "Shouldn't I be called Auntie? How did I become a little mom?"
She should be 'Auntie' if they're dating, and 'Mom' when they're married. She knows the difference between the two names, she won't get fooled.
Lu Zhiqiao was at a loss.
Tsk.
Forget it.
Qi Yan thought to herself, and coughed lightly: "Don't tell me you want to marry first and then date?"
Lu Zhiqiao suddenly realized, and her face turned redder, "It's not impossible."
"That won't work."
"?"
The sunset shone through the window, and Lu Zhiqiao's ink-like eyes were dyed deep brown. When she saw Qi Yan tilt her head and raise her eyebrows, she thought she was unwilling. The luster in her eyes instantly faded, and even the tear stains lost their luster.
Qi Yan sighed, shook her head helplessly, and reached out to pinch her ear, "I have long regarded Niu Niu as my own daughter, you wouldn't even let me be stubborn again. I haven't even turned thirty yet and you already want me to be a mom." The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.
Qiao Qiao, who has no experience in love, is like a blank sheet of paper.
Holding a pen, she taught her little by little how to draw lines, draft, refine, fill in colors, and draw whatever she wanted.
The more clumsy she is, the more she wants to teach her what love is and how to love, and then she can also be happy, because of Lu Zhiqiao's happiness.
Lu Zhiqiao stared at her for two seconds, burst out laughing, and leaned over to bury her face on her shoulder, "Okay, Auntie Yan."
The room was silent, the two were close together, they could clearly hear each other's breathing, smell the sweat on each other's body, feel the heartbeat and body temperature, even if they were silent, there was still warmth flowing.
Qi Yan closed her eyes, raised her hand to stroke Lu Zhiqiao's hair, twirled the silky and curly strands with her fingertips, and stroked gently.
"Qiao Qiao..."
"Hmm?"
"I'm sorry." She murmured softly, "I let you bear a lot by yourself."
The person in her arms moved.
"I used to be too confident, no, it was arrogance, I felt that I was omnipotent and could solve everything, but in fact this kind of thinking was reckless, naive and irresponsible. Now I accept my cowardice and my inadequacy, no matter what the future holds, I want to be with you, only when I am by your side and see you that I will be happy...The three of us make a family."
She took a light breath and put her face against Lu Zhiqiao's hair.
Lu Zhiqiao was startled, pecked her shoulder reassuringly, raised her head, stared at her for a while, and said with a smile: "There is no such thing as a perfect person, in fact... what you said that day made me breathe a sigh of relief. I suddenly found that you also have negative emotions, I am not alone anymore, I think we are the same. I am closer to you, see you more truthfully which makes me feel at ease."
As she spoke, her eyes gradually turned red.
Qi Yan hastily moved over and gently kissed the tear mole, "Don't cry."
Lu Zhiqiao's eyelashes trembled and she smiled.
"You said you want me to find my beloved for the rest of my life, but have you never thought that my beloved can only be you?"
"I thought about it."
"Then you still—"
"Hush."
Qi Yan raised her index finger to her lips, making shushing gesture, and after a moment of silence, she held her face with both hands, "Lu Zhiqiao, I love you."
Her thin soft lips slowly approached, hovered, but did not kiss immediately, then gently touched against her lips for a while, and then moved little by little, ignoring the gorgeous lipstick on them, following that creamy chocolate aroma.
She is sweet, slightly sour and astringent. The first taste is full of surprises, and the aftertaste is endless. The more she explores, the more attractive she will be.
Qi Yan pinched Lu Zhiqiao's chin with one hand, and supported the back of her head with the other. When she is emotional, she becomes agitated and ruthless, but she restrains herself carefully, for fear that the other party would feel the slightest discomfort.
Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes and endured it passively, her hands and feet were limp. She wanted to respond occasionally, but she lost all control and melted into a puddle of water.
The air in the lungs was exhausted, the heartbeat became faster and faster, finally knowing how to stop.
Both of them got lipstick all over their mouths.
Lu Zhiqiao leaned against Qi Yan's ear and gasped for breath. She felt her heart burning hard, and she didn't want to leave for a moment, so she asked, "I'll be back the day after tomorrow, you...will you come with me?"
She knew that Qi Yan was here on a tourist trip, and she reckoned that there were still many places she hadn't visited, but they met by chance in one place. If Qi Yan wanted to continue going north, she would have to go back to the country alone, and would have to wait a few days before they could be reunited at home. In her heart, she hoped that the two of them could go back together.
Missing her a lot these days, there are traces of Qi Yan everywhere in the house, she doesn't know if Qi Yan will laugh at her when she sees them when she goes back.
It's embarrassing to think about it.
"There are still a few countries that I haven't visited..." Qi Yan subconsciously said, heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that she was still unsatisfied, and turned her head to find her earlobe, grinding and sucking.
Lu Zhiqiao was immediately discouraged, loss flashed in her eyes, but she was teased and made to tremble, "Be careful when traveling alone, remember to send me the location when you go to the place." As she spoke, her throat felt stuffy, "I'll wait for you to go home..."
"Hahaha."
Qi Yan chased after her dodging ears, and suddenly laughed, "Why are you like my mother?"
In the next second, there was a slight stabbing pain in her shoulder.
Bitten.
Lu Zhiqiao habitually wanted to pull her hair, her fingers grabbed a handful of air behind her back, and suddenly remembered that her waist-length hair like a waterfall had been cut off.
"Yan Yan."
"Um?"
"Grow your hair up."
Qi Yan was startled, and hugged her tightly: "Okay."
Lu Zhiqiao rubbed against Qi Yan intimately, and kissed her hair with her lips covered in lipstick, sticking her mouth full.
"I'm not going." Qi Yan said suddenly, "I'm coming home with you."
"Why?"
"We'll go together when you're on vacation."
Lu Zhiqiao trembled again, and her breathing became more urgent, "You can go if you want, and you don't have to accommodate me."
"No." Qi Yan tilted her head and kissed her ear, seeing her unable to escape and could only groan, her heart softened, and her voice couldn't help but be hoarse, "I want to see the beautiful scenery with you."
Lu Zhiqiao parted her lips, and before she could speak, she was blocked by a strong breath.
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255
This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.
After dinner, the sky gradually darkened. Lu Zhiqiao and Qi Yan went for a walk near the apartment building and looked around.
The heat during the day has not completely subsided, and it is still very hot outside. There are not many people on the street, most of them are blacks and Asians. Blacks can’t be seen clearly from a distance. Wearing dark clothes is equivalent to invisibility. It's hard to see them at night, so one have to be extra careful when walking and driving.
The Asians are basically Chinese, in twos and threes, and there are other Chinese-funded enterprises nearby aside from Xinbei Group, most of whom are employees. When passing by, hearing them speak their mother tongue, it is inevitable to have an illusion of being in China.
The two held hands leisurely and passing by a handicraft store selling wood carvings, Lu Zhiqiao stopped to take a look.
The owner of the shop is a local black, who introduced it in English with a strong accent. Lu Zhiqiao saw a wood carving in the shape of a puppy and thought it was very cute. It happened that her daughter was born in the year of the dog, so she bought it.
"You can buy this too, it's very good." The shopkeeper picked up a wood carving of an elephant and handed it to her.
Lu Zhiqiao shook her head, declined politely, and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper picked up two or three large wooden carvings, chased them to stop them, and stuffed them in front of her desperately, muttering about asking her to buy them.
"Back up!" Qi Yan shouted angrily.
The shopkeeper was startled, and ran back in despair.
Lu Zhiqiao held Qi Yan's arm tightly, and the two left quickly. They went downstairs to the apartment building and bought some mangoes. There are no rare specialties here, only the fruits are big, sweet and cheap.
Back in the room, the two showered and dried their hair one after another.
Lu Zhiqiao washed the mango, peeled and cut it into pieces, put it in a small plate, tied a toothpick, and put it on the table, "Yan Yan, eat the mango yourself, and I will hold a video conference."
After speaking, her face became hot.
Qi Yan put her arms around her and kissed her, and stuffed a piece of mango into her mouth, "Take the first bite."
After feeding three in a row, Lu Zhiqiao chewed with puffed cheeks, pursed her lips and smiled, and had to break free from her arms, and sat down at the table with the laptop in her hands.
It’s afternoon in North America, and during working hours, Lu Zhiqiao wants to have a short meeting with the management of the North American branch. The original plan was to go back to China, but she doesn’t like procrastination. If she can solve it as soon as possible, she has other things to be busy with.
She turned on the laptop, put on the headphones, and put on a long-sleeved thin coat.
Qi Yan was eating mango beside her, not disturbing her, and quietly accompanied her.
At work, Lu Zhiqiao had no distractions and was able to get into the mood soon. She stared at the laptop screen, her soft side face showed a bit of coldness, her brows and eyes were calm, saying a few words from time to time.
But Qi Yan knows that once she leaves the workplace, Lu Zhiqiao immediately softens into a puddle of water in front of her, blushing and getting shy after being teased with a few words, joyful but restrained, like a piece of sweet soft cotton candy.
She loves her both ways.
The more she looks at her, the more she thinks of that crazy night, the imprisoned hands, the forbearing voice, making her heart more ticklish…
The meeting was not long and ended in about half an hour. Lu Zhiqiao turned off the camera, took off her headphones, and sat in front of the laptop for a while. Suddenly, she felt the hot gaze beside her. Turning her head, she saw Qi Yan's gaze staring at her with burning eyes.
She forgot how many times her heart skipped a beat.
"What are you looking at?" She blushed.
Qi Yan propped her face, slipped her throat, got up and hugged her, teasingly said: "Do your subordinates know how soft you are in private?"
This woman started to be unreasonable again.
Lu Zhiqiao glared at her, slapped her hands off her shoulders, "Go brush your teeth."
"Oh."
Qi Yan went into the bathroom obediently, brushed her teeth, and when she came out, she saw Lu Zhiqiao sitting on the bed with her mobile phone in her hands. She had already taken off her thin long sleeves, revealing the halter nightgown inside. The dark purple was hooked with black lace, charming and sexy.
Her heart turned hot and a little dry, she pretended to hold the camera and sat next to her, "Let me show you the photos I took."
Lu Zhiqiao put down her phone, leaned over curiously, and involuntarily wrapped her arms around her, sticking close to her.
There are hundreds of photos in the camera, recording the scenery on the road from South Africa to Gabon, grasslands, mountains, woods, animals, waterfalls... a few of them are scenes on the streets of cities in various countries, each of which is unique. They can be used as a wallpaper, connected together like a static documentary, showing the style of the African continent.
Lu Zhiqiao stared at the camera screen, stared straight away, a hint of amazement appeared in her dark pupils, and sighed: "I think you can hold a photography exhibition, or publish a photography collection."
She was a little envious of Qi Yan.
She can go wherever she wants, and can arrange her time freely.
On the other hand, she is busy with work, and has to wait for the holiday if she wants to go out and play.
"Mm, I plan to publish a photobook." Qi Yan smiled, stretching her arms around her shoulders, "You can help me think of a name when the time comes."
"Sure."
Lu Zhiqiao snuggled into Qi Yan's arms, shrank more and more into the quilt, her arms squeezed the "career line" in front of her, making it more seductive, pink and white, like cotton candy.
The scent of shower gel lingers on the tip of the nose, which smells faintly and cleanly, faintly urging some kind of emotion.
Qi Yan's heart felt hot and dry. Her eyes wandered around Lu Zhiqiao's face, only to feel the nerves in her temples jumping. She could not help but bow her head and kiss Lu Zhiqiao's face. Her voice was hoarse: "Qiao Qiao..."
"Mm?"
Seemingly sensing a difference in the atmosphere, Lu Zhiqiao felt inexplicably nervous.
cly121215-19 minutes28.05.2023Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.The warm breath sprinkled on her nape, and the scent diffused, first it was cold citrus, fresh and light, and then slowly transitioned to heavy sandalwood, rich and refreshing.This person used to be introverted and conservative, and her way of speaking is always reserved and even her confession has to be detoured.Qi Yan grabbed her hand across her waist, her heart racing like a wild horse, joyful and fierce. Her joy was not enough to describe her current mood. She felt like she had fallen into a vortex, stirred to a dizzy state, and was about to explode like fireworks by the next second.Qiao Qiao has changed.She even took the initiative to confess to her.But somewhat still the same.Still so reserved."Huh?" Qi Yan turned around, raised her eyebrows, pretending not to know, "Why is it 'Little' Mom?"She deliberately bit the word "little".With this turn, Lu Zhiqiao was forced to leave her fragrant soft hair and lift her face, but for a moment, she didn't react and asked in a daze, "Do you want to be the big mom?""..."Qi Yan couldn't help but laugh and her gaze shifted downwards, falling in front of her, as if talking to herself: "For the sake of you being older than me, it's better for you to be the 'big' mom."Lu Zhiqiao lowered her head, looked at herself, then at Qi Yan, her face became hot, she frowned in embarrassment, and stretched out her hand to pinch her.She cooperated with an "ouch"."Then you agree?""Agree on what?" Qi Yan raised her brows.Seeing that she was playing tricks on purpose, Lu Zhiqiao was not annoyed, she hugged her waist with both hands, and said seriously: "Be my family." After speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled, and added: "My girlfriend."Family...Qi Yan's heart trembled slightly, and her nose suddenly felt sore.Like being wrapped in a warm torrent, rolling her into the long river of memories. When she thought of that argument, wasn't the reason why she was sad was because Lu Zhiqiao never regarded her as a family? When she left 901 that day, all she could think about was that her heart made the wrong bet, and she was sour, hurt, and angry. But all the emotions added up can't match this passionate love.She loves Lu Zhiqiao and misses Lu Zhiqiao's kindness. She doesn't want to deny all her past experiences just because of one argument.So she calmed down quickly, thought for a long time, and wrote that letter to Lu Zhiqiao. With tentative hope.May you find your beloved for the rest of your life.If Lu Zhiqiao gave up, the beloved could be someone else, if Lu Zhiqiao didn't give up, the beloved could be her.Going around, they finally returned to each other. Becoming a family member and accompanying each other for the rest of their lives is the most profound and affectionate promise she has ever received.Qi Yan looked at Lu Zhiqiao with wet eyes, and nodded slightly."Girlfriend..." She didn't want to cry, so she blinked and said in a teasing tone, "Shouldn't I be called Auntie? How did I become a little mom?"She should be 'Auntie' if they're dating, and 'Mom' when they're married. She knows the difference between the two names, she won't get fooled.Lu Zhiqiao was at a loss.Tsk.Forget it.Qi Yan thought to herself, and coughed lightly: "Don't tell me you want to marry first and then date?"Lu Zhiqiao suddenly realized, and her face turned redder, "It's not impossible.""That won't work.""?"The sunset shone through the window, and Lu Zhiqiao's ink-like eyes were dyed deep brown. When she saw Qi Yan tilt her head and raise her eyebrows, she thought she was unwilling. The luster in her eyes instantly faded, and even the tear stains lost their luster.Qi Yan sighed, shook her head helplessly, and reached out to pinch her ear, "I have long regarded Niu Niu as my own daughter, you wouldn't even let me be stubborn again. I haven't even turned thirty yet and you already want me to be a mom." The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.Qiao Qiao, who has no experience in love, is like a blank sheet of paper.Holding a pen, she taught her little by little how to draw lines, draft, refine, fill in colors, and draw whatever she wanted.The more clumsy she is, the more she wants to teach her what love is and how to love, and then she can also be happy, because of Lu Zhiqiao's happiness.Lu Zhiqiao stared at her for two seconds, burst out laughing, and leaned over to bury her face on her shoulder, "Okay, Auntie Yan."The room was silent, the two were close together, they could clearly hear each other's breathing, smell the sweat on each other's body, feel the heartbeat and body temperature, even if they were silent, there was still warmth flowing.Qi Yan closed her eyes, raised her hand to stroke Lu Zhiqiao's hair, twirled the silky and curly strands with her fingertips, and stroked gently."Qiao Qiao...""Hmm?""I'm sorry." She murmured softly, "I let you bear a lot by yourself."The person in her arms moved."I used to be too confident, no, it was arrogance, I felt that I was omnipotent and could solve everything, but in fact this kind of thinking was reckless, naive and irresponsible. Now I accept my cowardice and my inadequacy, no matter what the future holds, I want to be with you, only when I am by your side and see you that I will be happy...The three of us make a family."She took a light breath and put her face against Lu Zhiqiao's hair.Lu Zhiqiao was startled, pecked her shoulder reassuringly, raised her head, stared at her for a while, and said with a smile: "There is no such thing as a perfect person, in fact... what you said that day made me breathe a sigh of relief. I suddenly found that you also have negative emotions, I am not alone anymore, I think we are the same. I am closer to you, see you more truthfully which makes me feel at ease."As she spoke, her eyes gradually turned red.Qi Yan hastily moved over and gently kissed the tear mole, "Don't cry."Lu Zhiqiao's eyelashes trembled and she smiled."You said you want me to find my beloved for the rest of my life, but have you never thought that my beloved can only be you?""I thought about it.""Then you still""Hush."Qi Yan raised her index finger to her lips, making shushing gesture, and after a moment of silence, she held her face with both hands, "Lu Zhiqiao, I love you."Her thin soft lips slowly approached, hovered, but did not kiss immediately, then gently touched against her lips for a while, and then moved little by little, ignoring the gorgeous lipstick on them, following that creamy chocolate aroma.She is sweet, slightly sour and astringent. The first taste is full of surprises, and the aftertaste is endless. The more she explores, the more attractive she will be.Qi Yan pinched Lu Zhiqiao's chin with one hand, and supported the back of her head with the other. When she is emotional, she becomes agitated and ruthless, but she restrains herself carefully, for fear that the other party would feel the slightest discomfort.Lu Zhiqiao closed her eyes and endured it passively, her hands and feet were limp. She wanted to respond occasionally, but she lost all control and melted into a puddle of water.The air in the lungs was exhausted, the heartbeat became faster and faster, finally knowing how to stop.Both of them got lipstick all over their mouths.Lu Zhiqiao leaned against Qi Yan's ear and gasped for breath. She felt her heart burning hard, and she didn't want to leave for a moment, so she asked, "I'll be back the day after tomorrow, you...will you come with me?"She knew that Qi Yan was here on a tourist trip, and she reckoned that there were still many places she hadn't visited, but they met by chance in one place. If Qi Yan wanted to continue going north, she would have to go back to the country alone, and would have to wait a few days before they could be reunited at home. In her heart, she hoped that the two of them could go back together.Missing her a lot these days, there are traces of Qi Yan everywhere in the house, she doesn't know if Qi Yan will laugh at her when she sees them when she goes back.It's embarrassing to think about it."There are still a few countries that I haven't visited..." Qi Yan subconsciously said, heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that she was still unsatisfied, and turned her head to find her earlobe, grinding and sucking.Lu Zhiqiao was immediately discouraged, loss flashed in her eyes, but she was teased and made to tremble, "Be careful when traveling alone, remember to send me the location when you go to the place." As she spoke, her throat felt stuffy, "I'll wait for you to go home...""Hahaha."Qi Yan chased after her dodging ears, and suddenly laughed, "Why are you like my mother?"In the next second, there was a slight stabbing pain in her shoulder.Bitten.Lu Zhiqiao habitually wanted to pull her hair, her fingers grabbed a handful of air behind her back, and suddenly remembered that her waist-length hair like a waterfall had been cut off."Yan Yan.""Um?""Grow your hair up."Qi Yan was startled, and hugged her tightly: "Okay."Lu Zhiqiao rubbed against Qi Yan intimately, and kissed her hair with her lips covered in lipstick, sticking her mouth full."I'm not going." Qi Yan said suddenly, "I'm coming home with you.""Why?""We'll go together when you're on vacation."Lu Zhiqiao trembled again, and her breathing became more urgent, "You can go if you want, and you don't have to accommodate me.""No." Qi Yan tilted her head and kissed her ear, seeing her unable to escape and could only groan, her heart softened, and her voice couldn't help but be hoarse, "I want to see the beautiful scenery with you."Lu Zhiqiao parted her lips, and before she could speak, she was blocked by a strong breath.Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255This translation is originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com please read it there. and check out other stories too.After dinner, the sky gradually darkened. Lu Zhiqiao and Qi Yan went for a walk near the apartment building and looked around.The heat during the day has not completely subsided, and it is still very hot outside. There are not many people on the street, most of them are blacks and Asians. Blacks can't be seen clearly from a distance. Wearing dark clothes is equivalent to invisibility. It's hard to see them at night, so one have to be extra careful when walking and driving.The Asians are basically Chinese, in twos and threes, and there are other Chinese-funded enterprises nearby aside from Xinbei Group, most of whom are employees. When passing by, hearing them speak their mother tongue, it is inevitable to have an illusion of being in China.The two held hands leisurely and passing by a handicraft store selling wood carvings, Lu Zhiqiao stopped to take a look.The owner of the shop is a local black, who introduced it in English with a strong accent. Lu Zhiqiao saw a wood carving in the shape of a puppy and thought it was very cute. It happened that her daughter was born in the year of the dog, so she bought it."You can buy this too, it's very good." The shopkeeper picked up a wood carving of an elephant and handed it to her.Lu Zhiqiao shook her head, declined politely, and turned to leave.Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper picked up two or three large wooden carvings, chased them to stop them, and stuffed them in front of her desperately, muttering about asking her to buy them."Back up!" Qi Yan shouted angrily.The shopkeeper was startled, and ran back in despair.Lu Zhiqiao held Qi Yan's arm tightly, and the two left quickly. They went downstairs to the apartment building and bought some mangoes. There are no rare specialties here, only the fruits are big, sweet and cheap.Back in the room, the two showered and dried their hair one after another.Lu Zhiqiao washed the mango, peeled and cut it into pieces, put it in a small plate, tied a toothpick, and put it on the table, "Yan Yan, eat the mango yourself, and I will hold a video conference."After speaking, her face became hot.Qi Yan put her arms around her and kissed her, and stuffed a piece of mango into her mouth, "Take the first bite."After feeding three in a row, Lu Zhiqiao chewed with puffed cheeks, pursed her lips and smiled, and had to break free from her arms, and sat down at the table with the laptop in her hands.It's afternoon in North America, and during working hours, Lu Zhiqiao wants to have a short meeting with the management of the North American branch. The original plan was to go back to China, but she doesn't like procrastination. If she can solve it as soon as possible, she has other things to be busy with.She turned on the laptop, put on the headphones, and put on a long-sleeved thin coat.Qi Yan was eating mango beside her, not disturbing her, and quietly accompanied her.At work, Lu Zhiqiao had no distractions and was able to get into the mood soon. She stared at the laptop screen, her soft side face showed a bit of coldness, her brows and eyes were calm, saying a few words from time to time.But Qi Yan knows that once she leaves the workplace, Lu Zhiqiao immediately softens into a puddle of water in front of her, blushing and getting shy after being teased with a few words, joyful but restrained, like a piece of sweet soft cotton candy.She loves her both ways.The more she looks at her, the more she thinks of that crazy night, the imprisoned hands, the forbearing voice, making her heart more ticklishThe meeting was not long and ended in about half an hour. Lu Zhiqiao turned off the camera, took off her headphones, and sat in front of the laptop for a while. Suddenly, she felt the hot gaze beside her. Turning her head, she saw Qi Yan's gaze staring at her with burning eyes.She forgot how many times her heart skipped a beat."What are you looking at?" She blushed.Qi Yan propped her face, slipped her throat, got up and hugged her, teasingly said: "Do your subordinates know how soft you are in private?"This woman started to be unreasonable again.Lu Zhiqiao glared at her, slapped her hands off her shoulders, "Go brush your teeth.""Oh."Qi Yan went into the bathroom obediently, brushed her teeth, and when she came out, she saw Lu Zhiqiao sitting on the bed with her mobile phone in her hands. She had already taken off her thin long sleeves, revealing the halter nightgown inside. The dark purple was hooked with black lace, charming and sexy.Her heart turned hot and a little dry, she pretended to hold the camera and sat next to her, "Let me show you the photos I took."Lu Zhiqiao put down her phone, leaned over curiously, and involuntarily wrapped her arms around her, sticking close to her.There are hundreds of photos in the camera, recording the scenery on the road from South Africa to Gabon, grasslands, mountains, woods, animals, waterfalls... a few of them are scenes on the streets of cities in various countries, each of which is unique. They can be used as a wallpaper, connected together like a static documentary, showing the style of the African continent.Lu Zhiqiao stared at the camera screen, stared straight away, a hint of amazement appeared in her dark pupils, and sighed: "I think you can hold a photography exhibition, or publish a photography collection."She was a little envious of Qi Yan.She can go wherever she wants, and can arrange her time freely.On the other hand, she is busy with work, and has to wait for the holiday if she wants to go out and play."Mm, I plan to publish a photobook." Qi Yan smiled, stretching her arms around her shoulders, "You can help me think of a name when the time comes.""Sure."Lu Zhiqiao snuggled into Qi Yan's arms, shrank more and more into the quilt, her arms squeezed the "career line" in front of her, making it more seductive, pink and white, like cotton candy.The scent of shower gel lingers on the tip of the nose, which smells faintly and cleanly, faintly urging some kind of emotion.Qi Yan's heart felt hot and dry. Her eyes wandered around Lu Zhiqiao's face, only to feel the nerves in her temples jumping. She could not help but bow her head and kiss Lu Zhiqiao's face. Her voice was hoarse: "Qiao Qiao...""Mm?"Seemingly sensing a difference in the atmosphere, Lu Zhiqiao felt inexplicably nervous.
