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Feeling irritable, he secretly scolded Qi Yan for being so stupid that he could slice any vegetable.

"Why do I think..." Qi Yan smiled briskly, and comforted him, "At this age, self-awareness is relatively strong, it's normal, a little girl will grow into a big girl slowly."

Lu Zhiqiao hummed in a low voice, and put half a teaspoon of salt in the dish.

She was originally talking about her daughter, but now she lost her mind for some reason, her head was filled with secret thoughts, she was quite melancholy, but she couldn't think of a reason.

Does she also like Qi Yan?

As soon as the thought came to her, Lu Zhiqiao's arm shook, and the shovel hit the dish heavily, panicking.

Reliance and liking are two concepts, which are easy to confuse. If she regards her psychological dependence on Qi Yan as liking, wouldn't it be unfair to Qi Yan?That would hurt Qi Yan too.

Qi Yan was too kind to her, so good that sometimes she couldn't resist, so it turned into dependence, which was reasonable.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan held her arm.

"It's okay." Lu Zhiqiao smiled and changed the subject, "I'm going out this afternoon." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qi Yan to ask, he subconsciously added, "Go to the orphanage with Zilong and send some things. It will be around four or five o'clock." return."

Qi Yan's arms were stiff, and a figure of a man appeared in his mind. He raised his eyebrows and muttered, "It's so intimate..."

Just know.

Lu Zhiqiao thought that if he took the initiative to explain clearly, he would be able to avoid this person's wild thinking, and it would be a hurdle for anyone to call him.She had no choice but to explain, "It's because it's a familiar friend who calls it that way."

"Aren't we familiar?" Qi Yan snorted sourly, "You still call me by my first name."

"Then what should I call you?"

Call Teacher Qi, if you don’t like it, call it by name, if you don’t like it, just use a nickname.Lu Zhiqiao thought so.

A gust of hot air rushed to my ears, warm and seductive, and Qi Yan's soft and charming voice rang out, "It's called Yanyan."

Lu Zhiqiao trembled and froze for a moment, her back was straightened, and the spatula in her hand was pressed into the dish and stopped moving.The sudden silence, the sizzling sound in the frying pan, the humming sound of the range hood, was extremely chaotic.

"Quickly say something and I'll listen, huh?" Qi Yan kissed her ear and smiled.

"Don't make trouble."

"No trouble."

Lu Zhiqiao frowned slightly, turned away her face, and said in a low voice, "I think Qi Yan sounds nice..." After speaking, he casually stir-fried the dishes a few times, and when he saw that it was almost done, he turned off the fire and went to get a plate.

Lost, flashed from the eyes.

After all, their relationship has not reached that point, and these days, it's all my own illusion.

Qi Yan's smile froze slightly, but fortunately Lu Zhiqiao had her back to her and couldn't see her expression, so she quickly adjusted and pretended to be relaxed, "Hmph, whatever you want."

After a nap, Lu Zhiqiao went to "Angel Island" with Wen Zilong.Qi Yan escorted her all the way downstairs to the gate of the community, and as expected, she saw the McLaren waiting outside.

Wen Zilong took the initiative to say hello to Qi Yan, but she only responded politely, grabbed Lu Zhiqiao's hand and sent her to the car, then said a little loudly, "Come back early, I'll wait for you to eat at home."

Lu Zhiqiao "..."

The man glanced at Qi Yan, and then at Lu Zhiqiao, whose ears were a little red. He seemed to understand something, and his gaze was meaningful.

……

This time there were a lot of gifts, the two stayed in the orphanage for a while, and it was almost four o'clock when they came out.On a whim, Wen Zilong proposed to have afternoon tea together.

"My friend's new store, how about going to support it?" He has gentle eyes and a warm and steady voice.

Lu Zhiqiao was a little hesitant. Looking at the man's eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes, she suddenly felt confused. It was the strange feeling when she was cooking at noon, as if she was going around and looking for an exit.

"Okay, let me tell my friend." She nodded, subconsciously took out her phone, and opened WeChat.

"Teacher Qi?"

She paused with her fingertips, "Yeah."

Keep typing.

Make it clear where you are going, who you are going with, and why you are going, with a few sentences of explanation attached.This short text is the longest message she has ever sent to Qi Yan.

The moment she sent it, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly came back to her senses and froze.

Is it necessary for her to explain in such detail?

Before she could think carefully, Wen Zilong opened the car door and let her get in.She shook her head, put away her mobile phone, and sat in the co-pilot of the sports car...

The store is located on a noisy commercial street, surrounded by noisy surroundings, but the interior is very quiet. The decoration style is literary and retro. It is divided into two floors, and there are fewer people on the first floor.Wen Zilong made a phone call before going in. The two of them had just stepped through the door when they saw a man in his early thirties who looked like an artist with pigtails greet him warmly.It should be the store owner.