my joann

Chapter 21

Not long after the meal, Qiao's mother arrived.The four of them packed up their things and left the hospital. The discharge procedure had already been completed when Lu Yihang went to buy breakfast.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother live outside the urban area, in a secluded group of villas. There is a small garden at the main entrance of the villa. Joan likes to play in that garden the most when he was a child.

The garage can park two cars, but Qiao's mother and Qiao An don't know how to drive, so there is only one at home, which is convenient for Lu Yihang to park now.

After arriving home, Qiao's mother asked Lu Yihang to play casually, and went into the kitchen to show off her skills.

Joe's father sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, switched to the sports channel, and happened to be replaying yesterday's basketball game, "Does Yihang like watching football games?"

Lu Yihang took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door. When he walked over, he glanced at the TV screen, "I like it."

Seeing them both sitting on the sofa watching the game, Joan consciously went into the kitchen to help her mother, but was kicked out by her mother after 2 minutes.

After walking around the kitchen, Joan stood behind the small bar and made a pot of tea.In fact, Qiao An doesn't know how to make tea, but since he drank the peach oolong that Ren Youning made for him yesterday, he has been itching in his heart, and always wants to try making it himself.

What's more, he made an appointment to drink tea at Ren Youning's place tomorrow, and Qiao An didn't want to appear ignorant in front of his friends.

But there is no peach oolong at home, so Joan picked up a tea pot, opened it and smelled it.It was very fragrant, but he couldn't tell what kind of tea it was, let alone smell it.There was no outer packaging for the tea at home, and all of them were put into small jars by Qiao's mother.

Knowing that she couldn't tell the quality of the tea leaves, Qiao An poured some of the tea leaves she took out into the teapot.

Will pouring water directly into it make it taste bad?Joan struggled with the kettle for two seconds, then poured it in. Regardless, he couldn't drink it anyway.

Seeing the color of the tea come out, Joan took three cups in his left hand and the teapot in his right hand and went to the living room.

"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west, can you still make tea?" Father Qiao looked at Qiao An squatting there and pouring tea with a funny face.

"Try?" Qiao An handed the tea to Dad Qiao, then poured another cup and handed it to Lu Yihang, and finally poured a cup for himself.

Regardless of how they felt after drinking, Joan held the cup and didn't drink. He quietly nestled into the single sofa and concentrated on watching the game.

"Pfft! It's so hot!" Dad Qiao put down the cup abruptly, "An'an, murder!"

Joan didn't speak, and looked like he didn't hear it. He stared at the TV with bright eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled up to reveal his happiness.

Suddenly, his expression changed, "Huh?"

Lu Yihang put down his teacup and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." Qiao An stared blankly at the screen with a dull expression.

Lu Yihang opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but Qiao's father patted Lu Yihang's arm and shook his head at him.Although Lu Yihang was full of doubts, he still didn't continue to ask.

Joann didn't notice this, his eyes couldn't help but chased after the familiar figure on the TV, every jump, turn, and run reminded Joann of some past events that he didn't want to recall.

The tea in his hand was still exuding, and it was unbearably hot, but Joan seemed not to notice it at all, and poured it into his mouth unconsciously.

"Hiss!" Joan's hand trembled violently. The severe pain brought him back to his senses. The cup in his hand had already been thrown onto the table by him, and his fingers were throbbing with pain from being burned.

"Qiao An." Lu Yihang stood up quickly, and gently cupped Qiao An's hands.

This is freshly boiled water, the temperature is extremely high, and Joan's hand has been burned crimson.

Just as Qiao An was about to say it was okay, he was shocked by Lu Yihang. The temperature completely different from the hot water enveloped his fingers, and Lu Yihang actually sucked his fingers!

It was also high temperature, but the heat at this moment was stronger than the stimulation he received from the severe pain just now.

Qiao An could no longer feel the pain, his fingertips were extremely sensitive at this moment, and he could clearly feel every movement of Lu Yihang's tongue on his fingers.

It's not an exaggeration to say that she was terrified, Qiao An didn't blush when she was scalded by the water, but blushed when she was licked by Lu Yihang.

"You..." Joan raised his hand and didn't dare to move it. He wanted to pull it out, but he could feel the other person sucking it in, as if his finger was a noodle that was about to be sucked into his stomach.Qiao An felt like crying, but he felt that his brain must be a little funny, otherwise why would he think of noodles at this time? !

In fact, Lu Yihang didn't hold it for too long. The moment he took it in, he did feel regret for a second, but then he was surrounded by intense happiness.

He knew he shouldn't be happy at times like this, but he couldn't help but want more.

The unconscious licking and swallowing made Lu Yihang feel alarm bells ringing in his heart.He knew that if he continued, Joan would be scared away by him, but he just didn't want to let go.

The self-control was shattered into slag at this moment.

Thinking that one more second of touch would be good, Lu Yihang opened his mouth, pulled Joan to stand up, "Come here." He took Joan to the bathroom, and put his hands under the faucet to rinse.

Neither of them spoke, and a suffocating silence permeated between them when they turned off the tap.

"Is it better?" Lu Yihang held Qiao An's fingers and looked carefully.

"Yeah." Joan nodded. It was really painful to be scalded by hot water, but Joan had tried everything that hurt more, so he didn't really care much.What made him even more concerned was why Lu Yihang had his fingers in his mouth.

"Then let's go out." Lu Yihang walked out first, and Qiao An stood in the bathroom without moving. He raised his hand and looked at his swollen fingers.

The touch when it was put into Lu Yihang's mouth just now is still clearly engraved in his mind.

Joan knew it was bad, but he couldn't deny it, it felt really comfortable.

so comfy.

I really want to do it again.

"Joan?" Lu Yihang walked over again, "What are you doing standing here, come out, I'll rub the medicine on you."

Lu Yihang lifted the ointment in Yang's hand, then took Qiao An's uninjured hand, and led him out of the bathroom.

After Qiao An glanced at the ointment, his gaze involuntarily focused on Lu Yihang's mouth.The two thin pieces are usually tightly stretched, looking as cold as ice.

Who would have thought that it would be so hot inside?

"An'an, are you better?" Joe's father leaned on the sofa and watched Joan and the others come over.

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." Joan was a little distressed. Why did everyone treat him like fragile glass? He was obviously a man who was 1.8 meters tall.

"You are self-inflicted, hahaha, good and evil will be rewarded!" Joe's father said triumphantly.

Joan's hair was black. It was true that he was blamed for being burned. If he hadn't poured out the hot tea, he wouldn't have been burned.

At the beginning, he did have a little mischievous idea, after all, this is the "custom" of him and Joe's father for many years.But who knew that he would see something he didn't want to see on TV.

Sometimes people are indeed attracted by external forces, and forget what they are doing!

"I'll do it myself..." Qiao An wanted to take the ointment from Lu Yihang's hand, but Lu Yihang took half a step back when Qiao An's hand came over.

"I'll do it." After Lu Yihang finished speaking, he sat beside Qiao An.Qiao An didn't say anything anymore, because he knew that Lu Yihang was very strong in some aspects.

Qiao An's fingers were very hot, but Lu Yihang's hand was very cold, it was actually very comfortable to be held in his palm.The greasy ointment was squeezed onto Qiao An's fingers, and Lu Yihang gently rubbed it for him, blowing slowly while rubbing.

With Lu Yihang's movements, the cold fingertips gradually became warm, and the wind blowing from his mouth became the only thing that could bring coolness between the two of them.

Joan was still looking at their overlapping palms at first, but gradually, his eyes focused on Lu Yihang's mouth again.The slightly pursed lips made Lu Yihang look extra gentle.This is the first time that Joan has seen this kind of emotion so clearly on the other side.

If only I could do something for him too, Joan thought.

"It's time to eat!" Mother Qiao yelled towards the living room, "Come and set the table!"

"Come on!" Joe's father quickly got up and walked over. It was a habit he had developed for many years.

Qiao An also came back to his senses, and pulled out the hand held by Lu Yihang, "Thank you."

The food cooked by Qiao's mother is delicious. Although Qiao An's cooking skills are all learned from the Internet by herself, it can also be regarded as a skill inherited from the family.

Although Qiao's mother cooks ordinary home-cooked dishes, home-cooked dishes are the ones that make people feel the happiest.

"How is it? Are you still appetizing?" Qiao's mother looked at Lu Yihang expectantly. This was the first meal she cooked for her "new son" as a "mother". Qiao An said that she could tell from the color of the dishes. , My mother really put her heart into it.

Not to mention that Joe's father had already eaten, and blocked that talkative mouth.

"Very delicious!" Lu Yihang said to Qiao's mother after taking a big bite of the dish, "I finally know why Qiao An's cooking is so good."

"Haha, that kid didn't learn from me!" Qiao's mother laughed happily, "It's not good to eat what he makes, and it's not for people to eat!"

Lu Yihang didn't dare to answer, he took a quick glance at Qiao An, found that the other party was also looking at him, and smiled at him.

Joan also smiled reluctantly, then lowered his head to eat the white rice.

The moment Qiao An bowed his head, Lu Yihang felt cold sweat coming out from behind him. Fortunately, he didn't go along with Qiao's mother just now, although he really wanted to go along with it!

Bitter melon or something, it's terrible!

"An'an, this kid, doesn't like to talk about anything. If we hadn't come to him at the beginning, I didn't even know he could cook. Fortunately, I have been worried about him for a long time." Qiao's mother gently touched him with her chopsticks. Just touching the wall of the bowl, the crisp sound of the collision made Joan very uneasy.

As a son, he did fail in many places, but his mental illness prevented him from making many strides.

The things I want to do one by one, are locked behind the door by fear.

He is also very sad, he is also very painful, but what can be done?

"Oh, that's right." Mother Qiao put down her chopsticks and said to Lu Yihang enthusiastically, "If you have nothing to do this afternoon, I'll show you something interesting!"

Lu Yihang remembered what Qiao's mother had revealed to him before, and his affection for Qiao's mother instantly increased by N levels, "I'm very free."

Joan suddenly felt bad, "What?"

"Hey hey hey hey." Qiao's mother smiled without saying a word.

Joan broke out in a cold sweat.

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On why Dad Qiao was so quiet when Lu Yihang held his finger:

Papa Joe: Secret Observation.JPG

Mother Qiao: In such a classic scene, you didn't call me! !

Papa Joe: I was wrong!It's so engrossing to watch!

Mom Joe: Did you take a picture? !

Papa Joe: Of course hahahaha!

Lu Yihang & Qiao An: ...

Lu Yihang: The medicinal food is really delicious!Wife, you believe me!

Joan: Then I will make it for you tomorrow. Uncle Li bought bitter gourd, bitter herbs, dandelions, bitter bamboo shoots, etc... I can make bitter gourd ribs, cold bitter vegetables, dandelion porridge, fried pork with bitter bamboo shoots...

Lu Yihang: ...Okay...

Mother Qiao: Smile without saying a word.

Lu Yihang: QAQ

Notes of Lu's Beloved Wife 21

Attention is always on him.

After returning from a business trip, I will update it normally~

I went to see the worry grocery store today, so I didn’t finish coding QWQ until now~