There are always teachers who want parents

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Qi Yan was startled, walked around behind her, lowered his head and tied the belt for her, hesitated for a while and said, "Actually, I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but...it's not too serious. I didn't think about how to tell you. Just happened to meet in a few days..."

A hand covered her mouth.

Lu Zhiqiao frowned, and lightly reprimanded, "Don't think about it."

With warm palms and thin|soft lips pressed together, Qi Yan subconsciously pouted and kissed secretly, Lu Zhiqiao immediately let go of her hand and gave her a sidelong glance.She grabbed that hand back and covered it again, and smiled obediently, "I didn't think so, I forgot."

"Is there something wrong with Niuniu at school?" Lu Zhiqiao turned her face away and arranged the ingredients with one hand.

Seeing that she was inconvenient, Qi Yan let go, "The last time you were on a business trip to Norway, I found that she was reading romance novels on her mobile phone, online articles and the like, and I wanted to tell you in time, because I was afraid that you would be distracted from work, so I wanted to wait Wait." He picked up the potatoes and peeled them.

"Then I found out that she also reads similar books, comics, etc..."

"Where did she come from?" Lu Zhiqiao frowned, "I never bought it for her."

In my impression, books that are not nutritious are the most likely to be addicted to and affect her studies. She absolutely does not let her daughter read them. For this reason, she often uses cleaning as an excuse to go to her daughter's room to look at them quietly.She was sure that there was none at home.

Qi Yan smiled helplessly, "Maybe I borrowed it from my classmates. It's normal for little girls to pass it around to each other. It was the same way when I was studying. I even wrote it in the notebook myself."

"Is she watching in class?"

"Not in my class, but in other classes... Occasionally I go on patrol, and I don't see her in class." Qi Yan recalled carefully, and while talking, he had already peeled the skins of two big potatoes.She took the chopping board and kitchen knife and shredded the potatoes.

Lu Zhiqiao's brows were not relaxed, her face was a little ugly, she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Qi Yan glanced at her sideways, knowing that she was impatient again, and hurriedly comforted, "A child of this age... hiss!"

A sharp stabbing pain came from her finger, she subconsciously dropped the kitchen knife, and with a bang, she looked down at her hand.Just now, he was anxious to speak, and he accidentally cut his index finger, and blood gushed out immediately, staining the unshredded potato slices, bright red spots.

At that moment, Qi Yan was stunned, the glaring scarlet smeared in front of her eyes, she was caught off guard and thought of a certain scene, but before she could see clearly, Lu Zhiqiao grabbed her wrist and moved closer to her, her eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

"..."

Her lips twitched, she didn't speak, she grabbed Qi Yan's hand and went out to the living room, and found normal saline and band-aids from the medicine cabinet.

Qi Yan stared at her frowning eyebrows, and the tension in her usually indifferent black eyes. For a moment, he forgot all his associations, and felt a warm current in his heart, feeling both funny and helpless.

Break the skin a little bit, it won't happen.

"Small injury, it's okay, I'll do it myself." Qi Yan stretched out his other hand to take a cotton swab.

Lu Zhiqiao patted her hand away, annoyed, "Don't move!" Then she picked up a cotton swab, gently wiped off the blood on her index finger, and the wound was exposed, not deep, but not shallow, the length almost crossed the fingertip, still Constantly bleeding.

Qi Yan didn't dare to move anymore, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up.

Jojo is so fierce.

But she likes to see her fierce.

After treating the wound, Lu Zhiqiao tore off a band-aid covering Qi Yan's index finger, and said softly, "Don't chop vegetables, leave the kitchen to me." Packed up the medicine box, put it in the cabinet, got up and went back to the kitchen.

How could Qi Yan be willing to listen? Even if she wasn't working, it would be good to be with her in the kitchen. She hurriedly followed, and before Lu Zhiqiao's brows frowned, she rushed over and hugged her, "I won't chop vegetables, I'll be with you."

He said so, but he still helped. He turned on the faucet with one hand, washed the vegetables, loaded the dishes, wiped the counter and so on.

When Lu Zhiqiao was cooking, Qi Yan hugged her from behind, her warm and soft warmth clung to her, and the two scents intertwined and lingered, but she kept pursing her lips, her brows and eyes were indifferent, Qi Yan couldn't figure it out for a while, and carefully pecked her. With sharp ears, she whispered "Jojo?"

"Ok?"

"Uh, what did you mean when you said you thought Niuniu was abnormal?" Qi Yan casually brought up a topic.

Facts have proved that this topic was chosen wrongly. Lu Zhiqiao's brows, which had finally been stretched, were twisted again, and the thin wrinkles were uncomfortable to look at.She said softly, "It's nothing, I just feel that she is not as clingy to me as before, and she didn't say a few words when I got home."

Her thoughts were interrupted by Qi Yan, and she lost interest.

Just now, the man accidentally cut her hand, and she bleed a little. Her mind buzzed for a few seconds, and she became very nervous. She suddenly remembered the scene of being bitten by a snake in the rainforest.It seemed that they switched positions and relationships, but their moods were exactly the same, but she knew that her nervousness was nothing compared to Qi Yan's that day.