There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents CHAPTER 3

Even if you force yourself not to think about it, it will still lie somewhere in your heart, and it will scratch your heart from time to time. If it's just a night, if you forget it, you will forget it, but the intersections increase, and it's hard to forget.

Qi Yan was upset by himself, but in the end his sensibility defeated reason.

She pulled out a bottle of red wine and a box of chocolates from the cabinet, both of which were gifts from others. They were carefully packaged and had not been opened yet, just by borrowing flowers to present the Buddha.

Two minutes later, Qi Yan knocked on the door of 901.

It was Lu Wei who opened the door, and that immature face appeared behind the door. He was shocked when he saw her and exclaimed: "Mr. Qi—"

The little girl slumped her eyes wide, her first reaction thought she was visiting the house, she was immediately flustered, turned her head and looked at the room, then turned back, her emotions were written on her face, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Have you eaten?" Qi Yan asked softly.

Lu Wei nodded stiffly, humming twice, staying in place.

After all, it is a child, not as smooth as an adult, and his personality is a little too honest.

"I moved today, and it happened to be opposite 902. From now on, we will be neighbors." Qi Yan said sincerely and handed her the chocolate. "A little gift, it's delicious, try it soon."

Lu Wei Nene took it, stunned, "Opposite...?"

Just now, she was just flustered. At this moment, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and her small world was completely filled with despair.

head teacher.

Live in front of her house.

There is nothing scarier than this.

Qi Yan squinted and asked, "Where is your mother?"

"She..." Lu Wei's scalp tightened, and a quiet and calm female voice came from the kitchen: "Niuniu, who?" Then a figure walked out.

Lu Zhiqiao was wearing an apron, his hair curled up at will, a rag in his hand, and house slippers on his feet, like a gentle and virtuous housewife. Seeing Qi Yan, she subconsciously squeezed the rag tightly.

Sparks splashed between the lines of sight.

"It's Teacher Qi." Lu Wei looked at his mother and shrank his neck.

Qi Yan raised the corners of his lips and nodded at her, his eyes intriguing.

Lu Zhiqiao avoided this person's gaze and said to his daughter: "Go do your homework."

The little girl nodded obediently, and entered the room holding the chocolate.

The air was suddenly quiet, and there was a sound of needles falling around.

"Is Teacher Qi doing something?" Lu Zhi Qiao asked politely after regaining his thoughts.

The rag was dripping with water, and the tighter it was gripped, the more it overflowed. Her whole hand was wet, and the coolness flowed up the fingertips, freezing her slightly boiling heart.

Qi Yan stood under the light outside the door, with a beautiful figure and long and flowing black hair. She patted the red wine in her arms and blinked: "I move today and visit my neighbors. Please also take care of your neighbors in the future. "

Her eyes were born special, between Danfeng and Peach Blossom, they were shaped like willow leaves, long but not thin, deep and sharp, half of them filled with autumn water, like amber wine in a glass.

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned and looked into her eyes quietly, thinking about the same that night.

"Don't you ask me to go in and sit? Mother Lu Wei." Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, and deliberately bit the last two words very hard, his eyes were meaningful.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***