There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

Marriage is a troublesome thing.

On the eve of the wedding, Lu Zhiqiao took a week off and flew to the scene with his lover to take wedding photos. Mom and Dad have packaged a business jet, and Qi Yan brought his team, flying to three attractions in four days, and took a set of wedding photos of various styles.

Finally, the two went to a friend's photo studio to shoot the ancient style portrait. One set of the theme "The Queen of Pet" and the other set of "The Empress" were completed with the help of the props in the studio.

Qi Yan ordered a few small dresses for her daughter, some for weddings and some for photos, all of them in complete styles. The little girl likes pretty dresses very much, so she changes to one set a day, and her selfies are stinky.

At that time, it was the end of the high school entrance examination, and it was another weekend. Yan Shuyao finished the exam and took Lu Wei to play a flight simulator.

The simulator looks like a big rice cooker from a distance, and the internal space restores the cockpit of the airliner one by one. It can simulate the realistic flight environment, which is more interesting than the VR game. The two little girls were sitting on the left and right sides, and Yan Shuyao controlled them to fly twice, looking at the school girl beside her.

"You try it."

She tilted her head and smiled, her plump apple muscles piled up, but her dark blue eyes were filled with cunning, with a bit of yuppie temperament, like a "bad girl" in the legend.

Lu Wei was still immersed in the happy mood of being "carried away" by her senior sister. It took him a long time to return to his senses. After blinking, he suddenly felt embarrassed and whispered, "I can't fly well..."

"It's okay, step by step, just simulation."

".....good."

After playing proficiently for a few times, Lu Wei knew about the procedures. She set the initial state according to her memory. The taxiway scene appeared on the simulated screen in front, and she became nervous inexplicably. When she played alone, she played very well, but at the moment Yan Shuyao was watching by her side, she had to be distracted.

"Sister Yaoyao—"

She tried to speak to ease the tension.

Yan Shuyao withdrew her gaze in a considerate manner, only looking at the screen, her nasal humming softly.

"I envy you, after graduating, there is no need to write summer homework."

"You're almost too, a year will pass in the blink of an eye."

"Uh-huh."

Lu Wei manipulated the handwheel to control the steering of the aircraft, sliding slowly all the way to the runway, the scene was very lifelike. Sweat oozes from her palms, and she said: "I will study hard, and I will also go to the second middle school."

"Okay." Yan Shuyao squinted, "If there is something you don't understand about chemistry in the third grade, and you feel struggling, you must ask the teacher diligently, and you can ask me."

"Uh-huh."

There was a straight track on the screen. Lu Wei put his left hand on the throttle stick and tried to push, but his palm was wet with thin sweat, and he accidentally slipped and didn't push.

She frowned, bit her lower lip, and looked at Yan Shuyao nervously.

Yan Shuyao lowered her eyelids and said nothing. She grabbed her hand and placed it on the throttle lever, wrapped her palm around the back of her hand, and gently applied force to the auto-throttle take-off position.

The scene ahead began to accelerate, and the simulation cabin jittered.

Yan Shuyao looked at the screen and said softly: "I'm waiting for you in the second place."

The day of the wedding was very sunny, blue sky and white cotton clouds, like a vivid oil painting.

For convenience, the mother and daughter returned to their parents’ house two days in advance. Early in the morning, Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao got up to make-up preparations. They put on Chinese wedding dresses with bright red and gold lines. According to the process, they held a Chinese banquet at noon. In the evening, it was a Western wedding. They were tired all day long.

The decoration of the home is beaming, with double happiness and colorful balloons hanging everywhere, creating a strong atmosphere.

Around nine o’clock, all the relatives and friends of the Qi family came, including grandparents and grandparents in their eighties, their cousins ​​who had just turned one year old, and a few rich second-generation classmates of Qi Yan. It is lively.

It was the first time that most people saw Lu Zhiqiao, and it was inevitable that they were a little curious. My friends "questioned" why Qi Yan was hiding. There was no news before. While asking, they boasted that the wife was too beautiful and it was not suitable to be spied.

"I have a hard time chasing my wife. I'm not sure, where can I say it casually."

Qi Yan hugged Lu Zhiqiao on the side of the sofa and was able to deal with the questioning with ease. She was worried that Qiao Qiao could not adapt to the style of these "dandies" and was always ready to round the field, but obviously Lu Zhiqiao was in good condition and could take whatever others said. Two sentences, also taking care of her face.

"Oh, it turned out to be chasing words~" Everyone laughed.

No one in the circle knows that Qi Yan is a famous "Lang Dalang." She has always been the only one who can chase her. It is not easy to think of it as someone who can take the initiative to chase her from start to finish.

Qi Yan coughed slightly, turned his head to look at Lu Zhiqiao, who also looked sideways at her, the two of them met and smiled tacitly.

The juniors gathered together, and the elders sat in a crowd. The happiest thing was the parents. The daughter had played for so many years and finally met his lover and brought them another daughter. Don't mention how relieved in my heart. Whether they are married or not, parents will be content if their children will take care of each other in the future.

About eleven o'clock, set off to the hotel.

According to local custom, brides must step on the brazier when they go out of the house, which means that the days after marriage are prosperous. There are two silver basins in the yard with burning charcoal piled in them. Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao walked out of the house hand in hand, standing in front of the charcoal brazier, smiling at each other.

The two raised their legs at the same time and stepped across the brazier, only to feel the heat on the soles of their feet, as if a fire was arching in their hearts.

The courtesy car parked in a row at the door. The white Rolls Royce at the front was a wedding car. The front cover was covered with scarlet roses, surrounded by a pair of bride dolls in wedding dresses. Qi Yan's cousins ​​rushed forward to pull. Open the door and greet them in the car.

Qi Yan asked Lu Zhiqiao to get on first, put one hand on the edge of the car roof, and one hand on the shoulder of his wife, waiting for someone to go up, and then gathered her skirt before getting on by himself.

Before sitting down, Lu Zhiqiao held Qi Yan's hand tightly.

"Words..."

"Well, I'm here." Qi Yan replied softly, slowly covering his other hand.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at her deeply and curled his mouth: "We are getting married."

"Yeah..." She took a deep breath, with water in her eyes, "I'm going to get married."

The hands between the two clenched tightly.

The convoy drove smoothly all the way to the hotel. The venue was already set up. The Chinese wedding was held in the lobby of the main building, which was antique and rich in Chinese style. According to the number of guests, there were a total of eight large round tables.

Although it is a Chinese-style wedding, but it is just a shell and a process, so the etiquette is not so particular. The brides offered a cup of tea to their parents. After cutting the red ribbon, they opened the table. On the stage was a traditional song and dance performance, using the zheng, pipa and flute.

There are a few hours of rest in the afternoon. The hotel is a park and a resort hotel, with complete entertainment facilities, and relatives and friends can freely move around.

About three or four o'clock, Wen Zilong and Shu Minxi arrived.

Everyone gathered in the lounge, drinking tea and eating snacks. The friends present had more or less family backgrounds, and events like marriage. In addition to the celebrations, they could get to know more friends and exchange network resources. Before Zilong and Minxi were able to say a few words to the newcomer, they were dragged to chat by Qi Yan's familiar group of friends.

People in a circle can naturally chat.

They are clear in their hearts. They are casual when they are in love or playing. It doesn't matter if they don't find the right door or even the three views can't fit together. They can be beautiful and can be placed around as a vase, the same as men and women. But if you get married, regardless of the background, at least the two parties are evenly matched, after all, it is going through the day.

Even if most people don't know Lu Zhiqiao, they will never make any speculations and despise her.

Near five o'clock, Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao went to change their wedding dresses.

Different from trying it on at home, when Lu Zhiqiao put on that big v-neck halter wedding dress, he was more shy and nervous when he saw what should be exposed in front and back of him, for fear that he would not pay attention to the two steps, and the pitiful fabric It's about to fall.

"Wife~"

Qi Yan had already changed his wedding dress. After waiting for someone to come out, the monkey hurriedly opened the curtain and rushed in. He saw Lu Zhiqiao standing in front of the mirror with a blushing face, a graceful posture, and the first two curves were very rounded. Conspicuous, **** and charming | charming.

Her eyes straightened, her throat slid unconsciously, and she walked over with her skirt, staring down at the two little babies, and muttered: "Joe, you are so beautiful..."

"Where do you look?" Lu Zhiqiao was ashamed for a while, lightly patted her arm and turned sideways.

In the next second, she was pushed against the wall.

"What to do, wife, I suddenly don't want you to wear this wedding dress anymore." Qi Yan looked at her resentfully.

"why?"

"..."

"Um?"

Qi Yan struggled for a while, and suddenly pursed his lips childishly, "There are so many people outside, and they will all be seen when I go out. Only I can see my wife."

puff.

"Why are you so cute, huh?" Lu Zhiqiao laughed and squeezed her face, "If you want to wear it, I don't agree. My baby can only be seen by me."

Qi Yan was startled: "What am I yours?"

"baby."

"Say it again?"

"You, yes, me, Bao, Bei." Lu Zhiqiao leaned into her ear and said word by word.

Qi Yan blushed, like a shy little daughter-in-law, poked her forehead with her index finger, snorted softly in her nose, and mumbled: "It's time to call me that way."

"Like me calling you baby?" Lu Zhiqiao asked the corner of his mouth, knowingly.

"Um."

"baby-"

"Eh."

"Talking little baby~"

Qi Yan burst his cheeks and laughed, and put his face on her shoulders, his eyes filled with a happy smile.

The two got tired of it for a while, if time didn't allow, with Qi Yan's temperament, they wanted to do Lu Zhiqiao on the spot, and come to the scene of "wedding dress | love". Seeing that it was almost there, they had to go out and ask the makeup artist to touch up the makeup.

At six o'clock, the guests are seated.

The hall is magnificent, dominated by white and gold, decorated like a fairy tale where the princess and queen live, gorgeous and extravagant.

The long red carpet was covered with pink petals, and the melodious and gentle piano sound flowed from the speakers. Qi Yan stood in front of the oath table, looking sideways at the figure at the end of the red carpet, his eyes wet a few times.

Lu Zhiqiao was holding a flower in his right hand and holding Lu Wei in his left hand. The mother and daughter had firm eyes and warm smiles at the corners of their lips, and walked towards Qi Yan step by step.

A rain of petals danced all over the sky, falling on their heads and bodies, like a dream.

The distance between each other is getting closer and closer.

Qi Yan watched his beloved walk towards him, couldn't help taking a deep breath, couldn't wait to stretch out his hand at her, blinked, and suffocated his tears.

Don't cry on the day of great rejoicing.

Finally, the mother and daughter walked in front of her, Lu Wei took her mother's hand and placed it in Qi Yan's palm, grinning: "Little mom, I've handed over my mother to you, and you are responsible for her."

"Don't worry." Qi Yan smiled softly and raised his eyes to look at Lu Zhiqiao who was staring at him affectionately, his eyes wet again.

She had to blink desperately, taking a deep breath, and clasping people's hands tightly.

Lu Wei turned around and took the velvet box with the ring from Ms. Lin, handed it over with both hands, and watched as the mothers took one. After the task was completed, she stepped aside sensibly.

The silver ring is inlaid with huge diamonds, which are shining brightly under the shadow of the lamp, reflecting the shimmering luster. Qi Yan entrusted Lu Zhiqiao's hand and carefully put the diamond ring into her ring finger. Lu Zhiqiao put the flower on the oath table. Putting a ring on Qi Yan the same, the two stared at each other, warmth surged.

The guests stood up and applauded.

The master of ceremonies said a few words to help the excitement, and the atmosphere on the scene became more lively, and then Qi Yan and Lu Zhiqiao were allowed to say a word to each other.

The microphone was first handed to Lu Zhiqiao. Her hands trembled with excitement, but her eyes stuck to Qi Yan's face for a moment, and her thin red lips moved: "Everything in the world is suffering, and your preference is salvation."

Qi Yan's eyes reddened instantly and he suffocated. He took the microphone and said in a choked voice that had been written on the greeting card: "Thousands of lights, I just want to go to the house with you."

My parents wiped tears underneath.

The two swear an oath together, and there was endless applause.

The lady of etiquette came over with a tray, on which was placed a bottle of opened wine and two goblets, placed one by one.

Qi Yan didn't pour the wine immediately, but raised it with the bottle, patted it gently, and said: "Ten years ago, I brewed a bottle of sweet red personally in the winery in Bordeaux and stored it in the basement of the manor. At that time I told myself that if one day I meet someone who can spend the rest of my life with me, I will share it with her at the wedding."

"Today is our wedding, Joe, would you like to share it with me?"

This is a link that was not in the original process planning, and Qi Yan specifically added it. There is no trademark on the bottle, only a piece of kraft paper, with the pinyin of Qi Yan's name written in swash calligraphy.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at the wine bottle in a daze, his mouth was slightly choked, and the nose was a little sour. After a long while, she recovered. She nodded in a hurry, "I am willing."

Qi Yan smiled, turned around to pour one-fifth of each in the two goblet, picked up one cup for his lover and one for himself.

At that moment, the two of them crossed their arms and held each other. They raised their heads and slowly drank the cup of wine that had been in them for more than ten years.

"Sweet?" Qi Yan asked with a smile.

Lu Zhiqiao looked down shyly and nodded: "Sweet."

"Wine, or me?"

The person in front of him leaned close, his rosy lips were close at hand, and he exhaled thin breath, which was very attractive. Lu Zhiqiao's heart moved slightly, his eyes flickered, he couldn't help but pecked the corner of her mouth, and smiled shyly: "Words are the sweetest."

"Oh-"

The guests started to roar in unison, and the applause became more and more enthusiastic.

Qi Yan was dumbfounded for two seconds, and the brilliant fireworks suddenly exploded in her mind. She happily held Lu Zhiqiao's face, and carefully kissed the lip.

The atmosphere was pushed to a high | tide.

The deep kiss lasted for a few seconds, and the two blushed and let go of each other, smiling happily at the corners of their lips.

There were a few loud bangs from outside, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you could see colorful fireworks rising in the night sky. Sparks flashed across the sky and disappeared into the stars. They reflected each other and merged into a sea of ​​fireworks.

Lu Zhiqiao turned his back, raised the bouquet in his hand, and threw it back.

Everyone got up and grabbed them, but the bouquets fell in Shu Minxi's arms impartially. The emcee said a lot of blessings, and everyone was laughing and joking again.

In the laughter, Qi Yan hugged Lu Zhiqiao.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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