There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

There is light in Qi Yan's eyes and fire in the light, which is obviously a subconscious reaction of a person.

It's not pretended.

She is looking at Jiang Yu and Lu Zhiqiao is looking at her.

As if to confirm the previous conjecture, Jiang Yu is so good and outstanding, and there are so many styles, who can't like it. But it is the first love again, unforgettable, one day reunion, it will inevitably evoke the past feelings, it is easy to resurrect.

Have loved each other, know each other and understand each other.

These are enough to suffocate.

The confidence that Lu Zhiqiao had built for herself collapsed, and her whole person was shattered. Her eyes were a little sour, and her eyes were blurred for a moment, and then she restrained her hands.

The stage lighting is brilliant, the hazy purple implies an ambiguous atmosphere, and the music drums become more and more cheerful.

In the second half of the show, Lu Zhiqiao watched absent-mindedly. Every model who walked past her looked like Jiang Yu. Her gaze did not dare to move with the model's pace, for fear that when she moved to the end, she would see Qi Yan talking to others. The bright smile revealed.

She thought again, why can't Qi Yan laugh at others? Do you manage too much? Where does the position and qualifications come from?

Within a few seconds, she was beaten back to her previous state of suffering from gains and losses.

At half past nine, the show ended, and the audience left the show one after another.

Jiang Yu changed his clothes and came out and walked here with two designer friends and partners. Lu Zhiqiao looked like a clockwork machine, the gears turned, immediately discarded all emotions, took out the state of work, and greeted generously.

Three party greetings, send away the media first.

The scene is in order, and all personnel are finishing work. Because there will be a dress show tomorrow, the equipment does not need to be moved in a large area, and you can go back to rest with some simple finishing touches.

Qi Yan stood in front of a tripod and fiddled with the camera to check if there were any missing shots. Every time she looked at one, the smile on her face deepened, and her eyes were full of obsessiveness.

Lu Zhiqiao walked by and couldn't help but glanced, but he caught a glimpse of her face with a smirk, and his heart sank.

"Tomorrow morning for our second rehearsal, Mr. Lu can turn around on the island. The scenery here is pretty good." Jiang Yu said as he walked beside her, his eyes passed Qi Yan's side inadvertently, and he quickly turned back with an air. calm.

The two slowly walked out of the field.

Lu Zhiqiao smiled and was about to speak, when a "boom" suddenly came from behind, as if something had been hit, she was startled and turned around subconsciously.

Before seeing the tripod, Qi Yan arched his waist, tightened his eyebrows, and touched his back with his backhand, his expression a little bit painful. Behind her, three people stood there carrying a metal cylinder, bewildered.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yu reacted extremely quickly, and dashed to support Qi Yan, "Where did he hit?"

She stepped on high heels, one head higher than Qi Yan, and her long arms wrapped her arms around her. The posture was like holding a person in her arms, intimate, close to her, and full of protection.

Qi Yan subconsciously supported her arm, his back hurt a little, lost his strength, half of his body was leaning against her.

More and more ambiguous.

Lu Zhiqiao looked at him, his mind buzzed, his legs stopped moving like lead.

"hiss......"

Qi Yan twisted his eyebrows, rubbed himself, and whispered, "It's okay."

She was checking the film when she slammed her back and almost jumped to the ground with a camera. She subconsciously wanted to protect the camera, she just tried her best to stop, holding the camera and tripod steadily, fortunately.

The three people were locally hired workers who were responsible for lifting the equipment. The column was a little long, and it blocked their view when lifted up. They didn't pay attention to someone in front of them and accidentally hit Qi Yan.

However, the auditorium was downhill again. Due to inertia, the force could not be held back, and the impact should not be light.

Jiang Yu's face was sullen, but it was not easy to get angry under the public, so he could only say coldly: "The work has been confiscated in front of you, so please take the left passage first."

The three nodded and turned around while holding the cylinder. One of them didn't pay attention and almost hit the person next to him.

Frizzy.

Jiang Yu looked down at Qi Yan's back, moved the hand on his shoulder back, rubbing it for her, "Leave it here to someone else, and I'll take you to the hospital."

"It's okay, no need." Qi Yan shook his head, supported her, rubbed it twice and felt better.

"Don't be aggressive."

"It's really not necessary, you are busy with you."

The tone could not help but be familiar, although the eyebrows were curled, pretending to be impatient, but others seemed to be flirting.

Lu Zhiqiao's eyes dimmed, and he walked over calmly, "What's the matter?"

Hearing the sound, Qi Yan was startled, raised his head, let go of Jiang Yu's hand without a trace, held the camera, moved a step aside, and looked at the film in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Yu's two arms froze in the air, naturally put them down, turned around and smiled at Lu Zhiqiao: "It's okay, the workers are frizzy." She turned around and continued to move forward, "I will send Mr. Lu back to the hotel to rest."

Lu Zhiqiao also smiled, and if nothing happened, he turned around and walked out with her.

At high tide at night, the sea beats the wet mud on the beach, sending gusts of salty and wet wind.

Returning to the hotel, closing the door of the room, Lu Zhiqiao collapsed like a frustrated ball. She called Shu Minxi to give a general report on the situation, and then clicked on WeChat.

Qi Yan actually gave her a thumbs up.

Didn't block her?

She stared at the head of the orange cat, unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.

Those who don't like beautiful women, especially those who are oriented toward the same **** like them, will always pay attention to those who see outstanding women on the women's inner | clothing show. Like herself, there are so many models on the stage, but she also believes that Jiang Yu is better.

But Jiang Yu's appearance completely aroused her anxiety, but it was in a state where she and Qi Yan were in a state of separation. She did everything she could, but she couldn't get an attitude for a long time, and she really didn't know what to do.

Do you want her to compete with Jiang Yu?

No, she doesn't like emotional struggles between the same sex, just like the concubines who fought for favor in the ancient harem-the smell made her sick.

Maybe because she is the same woman, she is always more tolerant of the same **** in personal matters.

She was ashamed of the malicious speculation about Jiang Yu last night, and could no longer let the evil in her heart grow. She needs to get Qi Yan's attitude, and then clarify her relationship with Qi Yan. After all, this is not a work relationship, and it does not involve any interests. It must be said and put on the table.

Otherwise, she can only watch Qi Yan being supported and cared by others just like she was in the show just now...

After sitting quietly in the room for a while, Lu Zhiqiao heard the sound of the opposite door, opened it, and closed it again.

It is Qi Yan who is back.

She stood up awkwardly, went out, and knocked on the opposite door.

In the next second, the door opened, and Qi Yan stood under the light, stunned, his eyebrows appeared fatigued, and his back was a little hunched.

Lu Zhiqiao nudged her, squeezed in, and buckled the door with his backhand.

"you......"

"What's going on in the show?"

Qi Yan half-closed his eyelids, and said quietly: "I accidentally knocked." After speaking, he turned and walked inside.

Lu Zhiqiao followed and grabbed her hand, "Let me see."

"What are you looking at?"

"What happened to it."

Qi Yan pursed his lips, did not move or speak.

There was sweat on her forehead, her broken hair was slightly moist, it was too hot along the way, and her body was sweaty and uncomfortable. I was busy all day today, very tired, not thinking about talking, just want to take a bath and sleep.

Such a reaction fell in Lu Zhiqiao's eyes, but it meant disgust and boredom, as if he didn't even want to say a word to her.

It's clearly a lie.

She had seen all the bumps, and the metal pillar had to be swollen if it bumped into it. This person asked Jiang Yu to rub it, so she wouldn't show it to her.

Lu Zhiqiao was anxious, grabbed Qi Yan's hand and pushed it against the wall, grabbed the hem of his back, hesitated for a moment, and slammed it up, too fast for people to react.

With a large bruise on her back and a little purple, her skin is white, so she looks more and more shocking.

Lu Zhiqiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a breath.

Qi Yan was forced to press his face against the wall, only feeling a cold back, and a little annoyed. He broke free of her hand, and hurriedly pulled over the skirt to cover it, "After reading it, go back, I will wash and sleep."

"I'm going to buy medicine." Lu Zhiqiao's eyes were a little red, and he turned to leave.

-Tuk Tuk Tuk

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Qi Yan, are you asleep?" It was Jiang Yu's voice.

Lu Zhiqiao's hand touched the handle and shook. The thought of finding a place to hide flashed in her mind, but for a moment, she opened the door without waiting for Qi Yan to speak.

The two eyes collided in a daze.

"..."

"Mr. Lu?" Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised, "Why are you here?"

Originally, Lu Zhiqiao was still entangled as to whether to let Jiang Yu know about her relationship with Qi Yan. Before he could figure out the result, he was sent to the door and ran into him. Compared to his own face, Qi Yan is obviously more important.

She smiled and said, "Let's see Yanyan."

Jiang Yu squinted his eyes slightly, his gaze showed a little deep meaning, and he repeated slowly and slowly: "Yanyan?"

"Miss Jiang, this is..." Lu Zhiqiao looked down at the bag in her hand.

"Send some medicine." Jiang Yu lifted the plastic bag, "Apply for external use to treat bruises, swelling and pain."

She looked over Lu Zhiqiao and looked at the people behind. She didn't mean to put down the medicine. For a moment, she turned back to Lu Zhiqiao's face with a lovely smile.

"Thank you." Lu Zhiqiao reached out to pick it up, "I will wipe it for her."

Jiang Yu squeezed the bag tightly, did not give it, his eyes were smiling: "If you take the liberty to ask, Lu is always Qi Yan...Who?"

"spouse."

The slightly boiling air ceased instantly.

Lu Zhiqiao's expression was calm and his tone was inattentive, as if he was talking about trivial things. She still held the bag in her hand, did not exert any force, did not mean to grab, just smiled.

Yingying's light shone on her face, casting a ray of broken shadows, calm and gentle.

Jiang Yu looked at her silently, and there were subtle waves in the depths of his pupils, changing quickly, with emotion, loss, irony, and compassion, without surprise.

As expected.

I started to pay attention at the dinner, until yesterday I saw the photo on Qi Yan's mobile phone screen, and now, all the clues are connected in series, pointing to the guess in her heart.

At that time, Qi Yan said that he didn't have a girlfriend, maybe he hadn't established a relationship yet-it seems that he doesn't have any now.

ambiguous? chase? Run-in?

"Oh?" Jiang Yu chuckled, his eyes turned to the person behind, "Really?"

The rested air made waves again, as if a faint smell of fire|medicine could be smelled.

Lu Zhiqiao was still calm, but his heart hung in his throat.

She virtually pushed Qi Yan to the high stage, with a gambling element in it, forcing Qi Yan to express his stance. She didn't know if Qi Yan would be disgusted. When she realized this, she couldn't take back what she said.

If Qi Yan denies, her self-esteem will be torn apart, if Qi Yan admits, they can be together.

Time passed by every minute...

It's been too long.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and said nothing, his face was hidden by the shadow of his hair, and he could not see his expression. She suddenly stepped forward, took the bag in Jiang Yu's hand, and wanted to take it in. Who knows that neither of them has the intention to let go, and they are deadlocked.

"..."

She applied a little more force and couldn't move, and the two of them grasped tighter.

"..."

Feeling the cold air pressure and two scorching eyes falling on her face, she frowned helplessly: "Is the medicine still given, you two want rock, paper, scissors?" After speaking, she immediately felt Lu Zhiqiao's fingertips tremble. After a while, I quickly added: "I will wipe it myself."

Jiang Yu released his hand first.

However, Lu Zhiqiao clenched more tightly, just not letting Qi Yan take it away. She raised a light smile at the corner of her mouth, and said politely to Jiang Yu: "I will be busy tomorrow, Miss Jiang rest early."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the house with the medicine, leaving Qi Yan and Jiang Yu looking at each other awkwardly.

People who are knowledgeable will naturally go.

Lu Zhiqiao sat by the bed and took out the medicine. The explanation was written in English. As soon as she glanced at it, she heard Jiang Yu's low and low voice coming from the door: "Apply once every six hours. Remember after applying it. Massage for fifteen minutes, the effect is very good."

"Okay, thank you." Qi Yan smiled awkwardly.

When people left, she closed the door and looked up at the people in the room with complicated eyes.

Lu Zhiqiao also looked at her.

Knowing that what he had just done was wrong, Lu Zhiqiao removed his eyes with a guilty conscience, lowered his head to unscrew the medicine, and said as if to himself: "Don't worry, it's just applying the medicine. I didn't think about anything else."

Qi Yan lowered his eyelids and said nothing, went to the box to get his clothes, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

There was a patter of water inside.

Lu Zhiqiao glanced at the bathroom, sighed, his eyebrows tightened.

Tonight is the thickest-skinned time in her life outside of work.

So thick that I can't even feel ashamed.

Where did she dare to do such a thing before, she laughed at herself before waiting for others to react. But think about it, if you have a thicker skin before, you won't miss the person you like, let alone feel like an emotional idiot.

If the cheeky can save Qi Yan and bring the two together, then she will go all out, and there will be no problem with laying the Great Wall on her face.

She secretly made up her mind.

After a while, your face will be thicker and take the initiative, and you will have to pull the words back tonight.

Ten minutes later, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually stopped, the door opened, and Qi Yan came out wearing a suspender nightdress and plugged in a hairdryer to blow his hair.

Lu Zhiqiao was watching.

I am used to the waist-length hair before, and now I feel that I am missing something, not only the hair, but also a kind of testimony between the two of them. If I lose it, I feel like I can’t find it again.

She pierced her heart, and hurriedly moved her eyes away, not looking.

After blowing his hair, Qi Yan stroked it, stood in front of the mirror and combed it carefully. Bottles and jars of skin care products greeted his face. It took him nearly half an hour before he climbed onto the bed.

Lie on your stomach, cover the mattress below the y line, and consciously roll up the q pendulum.

Light|Clean as white jade's back, with distinct spine lines, butterfly bones on both sides slightly bulging, large bruises and purplish, just look at it. Needless to say, I know how painful it is when I hit it.

Lu Zhiqiao grabbed it heartily, without thinking about anything else, lowered his head and squeezed out the ointment the size of a fifty cent coin, rubbed the palm of his hand a little, gently covered the bruise, and spread it out little by little.

The force was very light, and I was afraid that I couldn't control it all at once, so I hurt the wound.

She watched Qi Yan's reaction carefully.

The ointment was cold, but the palms of his hands were hot. At the moment when he touched the wound, Qi Yan felt the ice and fire intertwined on his back, and he subconsciously grabbed the pillow and clenched his teeth.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

When Lu Zhiqiao saw her closing his eyes, his expression relaxed, he was a little relieved, but he also became more delicate. She squeezed the ointment twice and smeared a whole piece of bruise. She put her palms on Qi Yan's back and did not move. She turned her head and pressed her mobile phone to check the time, remembering fifteen minutes.

She sat and Qi Yan was lying on her stomach. Because the swing edge was rolled up high, there was no obstruction. From one high and one low angle, she could see everything clearly. She lowered her eyes slightly and she could see that Qi Yan's side was squeezed. A little bit of arc.

The doors and windows in the room were closed, the air was a little dull, the air conditioner was not turned on, and it was a little hot.

"This is the medicine Jiang Yu bought, don't you mind?" Qi Yan said suddenly, still closing his eyes, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, and suddenly realized what she meant, and said: "There are ready-made medicines here, why not use them. You thought I would throw them away and ran out to buy them? Isn't that naive?"

It's more than naive, it's sick.

The girls don't watch idol dramas of this kind of routine anymore.

What does this person think of her...

Qi Yan choked and said nothing.

Seeing her cold and indifferent, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly remembered her amazing eyes on the show, and his heart was sour, with a bit of complaint: "Are you happy to see me and Jiang Yu **** for tat? Enjoy the two. I'm jealous for you? It's like fighting for favor, eh?"

Qi Yan frowned, tilted his head, and opened his eyes to look at her.

The cold eyes were mixed with questioning, and he slid over like a knife.

"I'm happy? I enjoy?" She sneered, her eyes condensed with a gloomy and chaotic mood

"Didn't you push me to that position?"

The voice suddenly became cold, and it rose like crushed ice, falling from head to toe, making people flustered with the cold.

Lu Zhiqiao's breathing was stagnant, his eyelashes trembled, and his hand covered with ointment slipped off Qi Yan's back a little bit. She lowered her face slightly, for a moment, and said with a low voice: "Qi Yan...I can't lose you..."

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