There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

The projection screen is very large, occupying half of the wall, but the room is very dark, only a crescent wall lamp is faintly lit, contrasting the figure on the screen is very clear. In the picture, two-inch | unhung women lying on the mat, teasing each other, very intimate.

Lu Zhiqiao's scalp numb, staring at the scene stiffly for a few seconds, and the sound of water stains surrounded by kisses around his ears, he suddenly felt hot on his cheeks, and breathing hard.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Qi Yan sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs on his feet, wiping a small long object in his hand with a white cloth. She was wearing a burgundy silk pajamas, her long black hair draped smoothly, her fingers were slender and white, she looked quite enchanting and **** under the dim light at first glance.

The woman on the screen faded sadly.

Lu Zhiqiao tightened his lips, his throat slid and his ears became hot.

After wiping the strip, Qi Yan put it aside, discarded the white cloth, took another one, picked up the small oval object next to him and continued to wipe it. There were all kinds of shapes scattered on the sofa. With the effort of raising her eyes, Yu Guang saw a shadow by the door and turned her head sharply.

The two eyes collided.

One was surprised, and the other was embarrassing.

Qi Yan's eyes were calm, obviously belonging to the former. She bends the corners of her lips, slowly put down the wet wipes and small oval ball in her hand, touched the computer next to her and clicked a pause, got up and walked over, her eyes gentle: "When will it come? of?"

"...Two or three minutes." Lu Zhiqiao was extremely embarrassed. At this moment, he regretted why he didn't knock on the door first, and hurriedly lowered his eyelids. Don't dare to look up.

Seeing her ashamed, Qi Yan suddenly felt funny, but he was quite relieved. He only gave the key yesterday, and this person used it today. He was not polite with her, indicating that those words were heard, and Accepted. Not as awkward as before.

very nice.

The fool will get the key back.

She tilted her head and smiled, her glamorous eyes were like peach blossoms. She took the key and confiscated it. Instead, she leaned over and opened the zipper of Lu Zhiqiao's bag, tucked it back, and then grabbed Lu Zhiqiao's hand and gathered it up. He kissed his lips: "I don't take back the things I gave out. You throw them away if you don't want them."

"If you are not afraid of thief in my house." After speaking, he turned on the headlight with a snap.

The light was dim just now, and I couldn't see the specific situation. At this moment, the lights in the room were bright, and Lu Zhiqiao's face was amazingly pink and peach, and the ear tips were red, charming and lovely. She was so ashamed that she couldn't avoid it, glanced at the projection screen quickly, and said, "What do you think of this kind of thing?"

Qi Yan was startled, thinking she was shy, so he smiled: "Because she looks good, I like it."

"I don't know how to be ashamed."

"what?"

"This kind of film is meaningless, it's ashamed that it can't be on the stage." Lu Zhiqiao glanced again, his face reddened, his eyebrows curled, and his eyes showed contempt and repulsion.

The guilt hidden in her heart broke through, and Xu Shi's shock was too sudden. She was flustered and felt extremely embarrassed for a while, and she didn't know how to face her heart directly. She remembered some hazy memories, and the fragmented images flashed through her mind, mostly in middle school, when her love first started, there was only shame in her impression.

As if being spied on by someone in secret, she felt ashamed and uncomfortable as a knife cut her heart. She turned around and was about to leave immediately.

Qi Yan grabbed her hand and exerted a little force, pulling the person into his arms at once.

"release…"

Lu Zhiqiao struggled violently, breathing slightly, as if he was choked by his neck and out of breath.

She reacted so strongly, Qi Yan was surprised at first, and then felt that things might not be easy, so he hugged her tightly and softly comforted: "Okay, I won't look at it, so calm down first."

After coaxing for a while, Lu Zhiqiao's breathing gradually calmed down, and he nestled in Qi Yan's arms and stopped moving.

Fortunately, it was Qi Yan. She bumped into this person when she was next to her. She will never talk to each other again, but the reason is not with others, but with herself. She can always associate those things with guilt and shame, and she can't help thinking that in order not to immerse herself in the guilt, she can only avoid it far.

But also because it was Qi Yan, her heart's reaction seemed weaker, and she would soon calm down.

She understands that the person with the problem is herself.

"Come in." Feeling the emotional stability of the person in his arms, Qi Yan patted her on the back and moved the pair of exclusive slippers by the floor mat with his feet. "I'll turn off the projection."

Lu Zhiqiao nodded, got out of Qi Yan's embrace slightly, lowered his head to change his shoes, lowered his head and walked to the sofa to sit down-for fear that he could see what he shouldn't look at when he lifted up a little angle. But when she sat down, she realized that the thing that Qi Yan wiped off turned out to be a small toy...

The long, oval, and soft|thorny ones are placed on the sofa as close as possible.

She hurriedly looked away, staring at her knees, motionless.

But I was a little curious...

So does Qi Yan also use it?

As he walked, a glass of water appeared in front of him. Lu Zhiqiao raised his head and saw Qi Yan squinting and smiling. The projection screen behind him had been closed, revealing the original TV set and the background wall. She breathed a sigh of relief, took the water and drank it all.

"Is it better?" Qi Yan sat down and reached out to hug her from the side.

She put down the cup and nodded.

"Jojo."

"…Um?"

I don't know when Qi Yan called her so, she would respond. There was no buffering process, and she would adapt directly, soon.

Hand, grabbed this man's arm involuntarily.

The corners of Qi Yan's mouth deepened, and he hugged him tighter, and said softly: "Desire|Hope is not ashamed."

"..."

"You are a human, an advanced mammal. You need to eat, drink, sleep, and exercise every day, just like the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, day and night, these are all things that naturally exist."

"Desire|hope is the same."

The voice in the ear was gentle and soft, and the tone was calm, even slightly inattentive, as if they were just talking about what to eat at night and what clothes to wear tomorrow.

Lu Zhiqiao trembled, pursed his lips, turned his head to meet the gaze on his side.

The soft light in those eyes, like a deep whirlpool, sucked her in little by little, stirring her to pieces.

"Acknowledge its existence first, then face it, face it, and eventually you will overcome it and start enjoying it." Qi Yan said quietly, with a gentle smile on his lips, but his heart Trembling.

She thought, she understood.

In Lu Zhiqiao's world, "x" is sinful, shameful, and unable to look directly at it, so he rejects and despises. Although Qi Yan is not clear about the specific reasons, it is certain that this is inseparable from the growth environment. Looking at the country, most women have grown up in an environment of shame and suppression. Lu Zhiqiao is like the epitome of millions of women. It's similar to them in respect.

It is cruel to suppress instinct and put on spiritual shackles.

In addition, Lu Zhiqiao once said to her that her parents believe in percussive education, which is even more traceable.

The night she met in the bar, she tied her hands, the night she borrowed the bathroom, she saw the little toy, and the night she slept with her, she felt her reaction.

Because reason cannot compete with instinct.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan suddenly felt sad. When he grew up, he had never seen anyone like Lu Zhiqiao who suppressed himself so hard that it turned into a small lump.

She guessed that there was a bigger knot behind the little lump, and the reaction to "that thing" was just a projection of her inner face.

The person she likes is supposed to be a blooming delicate flower, but now it is about to wither. If she is indifferent and sits idly by, all she can wait is wither.

Lu Zhiqiao looked at Qi Yan's eyes silently, indulged in the whirlpool, his eyelashes trembled, and muttered, "Enjoy it?"

"Um."

Qi Yan turned around and picked up a small oval toy, pinched it with his slender fingers, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I like this better, it's precious, but the experience is great, I think it's worth it."

This thing suddenly appeared in front of him, Lu Zhiqiao shrank, suddenly remembering the embarrassment of borrowing the bathroom, closed his eyes with shame, and squatted: "You...if you like it, you like it, show me what to do..."

"Share with you."

"..."

"It's just an ordinary daily necessities. It's a must for singles. It's better to be self-reliant and make appointments outside, right?" Qi Yan tried to guide her in a brisk tone, completely forgetting how many appointments he had made before meeting Lu Zhiqiao.

Contrary to Lu Zhiqiao, Qi Yan must let go if he has an idea, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable. But she never makes random appointments. The bottom line is not to touch underage and married women, and only appointments older than herself. She is extremely picky every time.

Originally, small toys were only used as occasional adjustments, but since meeting Lu Zhiqiao, they have become her daily necessities.

Her eyes and her heart were firmly tied by this person, and she went out into the wild without her mind. After careful calculation, she hadn't tasted the fishy in half a year, so she resolved it all by herself.

There is more important than that.

So she is not in a hurry.

"It looks so cute and so sweet, it's just my little baby~"

"Are you sure you don't take a look, huh?"

Hearing the three words "little baby", Lu Zhiqiao's breathing was stagnant, and his throat was inexplicably blocked, as if someone really existed and was treated as a treasure by Qi Yan. She opened her eyes uncontrollably, looked at the red oval in front of her, and blurted out: "Really easy to use?"

"I lend you a try."

Lu Zhiqiao choked, hesitated.

Should she tell Qi Yan that she has a toy?

Qi Yan smiled and grabbed her hand, combed his palm, and put the little toy in it, "This is new, I just opened it today. I wiped it with a disinfectant wipe just now. The old one has been used for too long to throw away. You Let’s play with it first, and I’ll buy another one."

"..."

This person spoke openly, not half embarrassed and blushing, his hot eyes were sincere and open, full of tenderness. Lu Zhiqiao looked at her eyes, his heart moved slightly, dimly, as if something had been punctured, itchy, he was like a light feather, floating in the wind.

"Actually... I have one." Lu Zhiqiao whispered, looking at Qi Yan nervously.

Maybe Qi Yan didn't see it that time, or maybe he just didn't say it when he saw it, but it doesn't matter anymore. Qi Yan is willing to be honest with each other, and she is also willing.

Qi Yan can't laugh at her, this person uses it himself. Lu Zhiqiao comforted himself.

The pale peach blossoms on her face became more and more gorgeous, she brushed her hair, her eyes flashed with shame, she mustered up the courage to raise her eyes and look at Qi Yan. Through those bright eyes, she only saw Calm and relieved.

Finally, he was relieved.

…

When I got home, it was almost ten o'clock.

Lu Zhiqiao clutched the small toys and finger cots that Qi Yan had given him in his bag, and quickly returned to the room, opened the closet drawer, hid the things in the corner, and closed it.

She asks herself that she can’t enjoy it yet, but she can take it slowly. In her heart, she still thinks about it after all, and Qi Yan can always give her the courage to put her ideas into action with peace of mind. Nor can it take the first step of "recognition".

Just as Qi Yan said, admit its existence and face it.

It felt as if I had unloaded another big rock, very relaxed. Lu Zhiqiao was sitting in front of the dressing table and removing her makeup. In the mirror, her mouth was smiling, her eyes shimmering, and she suddenly looked like a few years younger.

"mother…"

There was a soft call from behind, Lu Zhiqiao turned his head and saw his daughter standing by the door wringing her hands. She wanted to come in but didn't dare to come in, wondering: "Little girl, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I want to tell you something."

"Um?"

"I was reading a comic book in class yesterday... I was handed over by Teacher Qi, and she wants you to get it..." The little girl walked slowly to her, her head drooping, and after she finished talking, she was afraid that she would be angry. You scolded me, I won't watch it again in class, I promise."

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, and suddenly remembered the five screenshots Qi Yan had sent him.

There is an additional message.

[Niu Niu will take the initiative to confess to you]

Going to 902 tonight was originally meant to talk about the children, but I accidentally ran into Oolong and forgot it for a while. Lu Zhiqiao regretted, seeing her daughter cautiously and frightened, his heart softened and helpless, but he had to make a straight face: "Did you ask Teacher Qi to help conceal it?"

"Yes." The little girl answered timidly, her hands behind her back.

"Lu Wei."

"..."

It's over.

Shout the full name, mom is going to hit someone.

Teacher Qi said that if her mother beat her, she would run to the opposite door.

Lu Zhiqiao wiped the oil from his hands with a tissue, grabbed his daughter’s wrist, and said solemnly: "I have told you to keep a distance from Teacher Qi at school. If you have anything in the future, Teacher Qi will tell me. , You are not allowed to play coquettishly in front of her, and you are not allowed to embarrass her, she is not your teacher alone, do you understand?"

"Um, I understand." Lu Wei nodded like garlic.

call.

I thought my mother was going to beat her.

Lu Zhiqiao's eyebrows were slightly loosened, but his face was still cold. Thinking of Qi Yan's soft temper, even if he is not spoiled at school, she must be spoiled at home. In this way, she should be more strict so as not to both spoil the child and spoil the child.

"Where did the comic book come from?"

"Classmates borrowed it."

"Which classmate?"

"Wang Zheyi." The little girl was frightened and sold the person in a panic.

"..."

Qi Yan said that Niuniu watched pornography, with a little unhealthy content, and was pirated. Seeing the screenshot at the time, Lu Zhiqiao was both angry and anxious. He didn't expect her daughter to come into contact with same-sex works at such a young age. She was a little caught off guard, afraid of what the child would discover. Fortunately, the words written by Qi Yan gave her some ideas, and she was not impulsive.

From another perspective, this is a good opportunity to communicate with children.

It's just that she hasn't figured out how to communicate.

About homosexuality.

Lu Zhi Qiaolue felt a headache, and decided to temporarily put this thorny issue aside. She patted her daughter's hand, her face lightened a little: "Don't borrow from your classmates in the future, as long as you listen to the lectures in class and do your homework carefully at home. If your grades don’t drop, be good, mom will buy you comic books, the original ones, and the better quality."

Lu Wei's eyes suddenly beamed: "Really?"

"When does mother speak?"

"Hey~"

Children are children after all, and the world is small and easy to satisfy.

But just as Qi Yan said, a little girl will grow up to be a big girl one day. At that time, the sky will be high and the birds will fly, and the sea will be leaps and bounds. She is a mother who wants to control but can't control it.

The cold current gradually subsided, and the temperature slowly rose day by day. At the end of March, all kinds of flowers planted in the community began to bloom.

There is also more rain and heavy moisture.

Qi Yan hates rainy days the most, his clothes are difficult to dry, and he tends to get a bad mood. He has limited outdoor activities and can only be bored at home. To her despair, the weather forecast said it would still be rainy for the next two weeks, which lasted until mid-April, when the sun only showed up for a few days, and then it rained again.

Tuesday, moderate rain.

Thick dark clouds covered the sky, and the rain fell into a fine bead curtain covering the entire city.

There was no class in the afternoon, and Qi Yan stayed at home extremely bored.

A scene of two women hugging and kissing is shown on the projection screen. She is half lying on the sofa, playing with small toys and thinking of landing Zhi Qiao in her mind, which is very comfortable. When it was enough to play, she turned over and lay on her stomach, picked up the phone and looked at the time, at half past four.

Suddenly a WeChat message popped up.

It was made by Chi Nian.

She clicked in and took a look, and was stunned for a moment.

[I resigned]

[Thanks to Director Lu, I finally got rid of her]

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