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There are thousands of lights outside the window, and the moon is not up.

After a while, the clothes were ironed. The black fabric was smooth and smooth, and it was still warm to the touch. Lu Zhiqiao picked up her shoulders and showed it to Qi Yan: "Are you satisfied with this?"

The man stood sculpturally and nodded.

"Hang it up on a hanger, let it dry for a while before putting it in the closet."

"Okay." Qi Yan did as he did.

Lu Zhiqiao poured out the water in the iron, folded up the ironing board, and put it by the door. She raised her eyes to see Qi Yan's back hanging clothes, sighed softly, and turned to put on her shoes.

Just as her hand touched the doorknob, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and she was suddenly hugged from behind.

"Are you not angry?"

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Qi Yan was slightly taller than Lu Zhiqiao, hugged her from behind, and could kiss her ear with just one tilt of his head.The soft | soft ear pinna is delicate and white, and it turns red with a gentle | touch, and even the whole body trembles uncontrollably. Only she knows how sensitive it is here.

"It hurts to be angry."

"Angry and wrinkled."

The warm breath|breath lingered and reverberated, swirling in the ear sockets, Lu Zhiqiao clenched her teeth to resist her instinctive reaction, her feet were limp, and half of her body weight leaned on Qi Yan's arms, but she just didn't speak.

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

"I have a mouse, it's sick, I gave it rat poison, hope it gets better tomorrow."

"..."

"One day when I was riding a bicycle on the street, when I passed the intersection, I let go of the handrails with both hands. The traffic | police saw it and shouted: 'Good palm!', I happily rushed to the traffic | police and waved: 'Comrades have worked hard!' " After Qi Yan finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Lu Zhiqiao subconsciously asked, "And then?"

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

Lu Zhiqiao frowned, trying to restrain his emotions, then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally couldn't hold back, he burst out laughing.

"It's so funny that I fell into the pit?" Qi Yan pretended not to be happy.

"Um ha ha ha."

It was the first time I saw her laughing. She was in her early thirties, without any wrinkles on her face, like a delicate flower in full bloom, with stars in her eyes.Qi Yan moved his feet, looked at her with his head tilted, and burned her smile deeply into his mind. At that moment, he wished that he could use time magic to stop this moment forever.

Lu Zhiqiao smiled for a while, noticed the burning eyes around her, restrained her smile, and sighed softly: "I'm not angry."

"Smile more." Qi Yan stretched out his hand to tuck the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears, and leaned over to kiss her, "You look so pretty when you smile."

"The more you laugh, the more you get wrinkles."

"Don't laugh at ten years old."

"..."

Qi Yan touched her face with the tip of his nose, turned her around and pressed her against the wall, and said in a low voice: "You always regard me as the child's teacher, of course you will feel awkward in your heart, but teachers are human beings, this is just It is enough to have a job, do your part well, and keep the bottom line. In private, I am Qi Yan, not Teacher Qi."

Cedar-scented shampoo, light and pleasant smell, lingering for a long time.

Lu Zhiqiao sniffed lightly, her eyelids half drooped, and followed the scent of Qi Yan's hair, her neck stretched forward slightly, only a few feet away from the corner of the other's lips.

When I didn't pay attention, I almost kissed her.

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

Qi Yan picked up a strand of his hair, and the end of the tail lightly brushed against her lips, and scratched it maliciously: "Do you like it?"

Well-maintained hair, the hair quality is very good, black and smooth, less split ends, rich and thick, like rare and expensive silk threads.Lu Zhiqiao couldn't help reaching out to touch it, her fingertips were slippery, so she nodded.

"Come often if you like."

She didn't answer, blushing.

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

My daughter has a lot of clothes, long-sleeved shirts, thin sweaters, trousers with pigtails, school uniforms... She looked at the short pigtails on the trousers, slowed down, and suddenly thought that she was developing at this age, but she was still I haven't paid attention to my daughter's situation. For example, is it time to buy a vest for the child?

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

The little baby who couldn't walk in her hands back then was 12 years old in the blink of an eye, but she didn't know the exact height and weight.

How the fuck?

Lu Zhiqiao fell into self-blame, her thoughts were in a mess, and she didn't even know when the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.