Qin's father and son

Qin Lang was playing games in the game hall, he didn't want to see Qin Siqing, he was in a mess right now.

"Qin Lang." A familiar voice sounded behind him, his hands stiffened, and he felt the person behind him approaching, so he wanted to run.

Qin Siqing grabbed him, "What are you running around for?"

"You, you." Qin Lang blushed and stared at Qin Siqing speechlessly.

Qin Siqing rang in his ear with a laughing voice: "Are you angry with Dad again?"

"Let me go!" Qin Lang tried his best to break away from Qin Siqing's embrace, then walked forward dejectedly, while walking, he said, "Don't follow me."

Qin Siqing looked at Qin Lang's back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Wherever Qin Lang went, he followed.

Qin Lang ignored him, and lowered his head sullenly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After walking for a while, Qin Lang suddenly turned around and said angrily, "You are doing that wrong!"

Qin Siqing raised her eyebrows, "Oh? What's wrong?"

"You, why did you do that!?" Qin Lang stared at Qin Siqing fiercely, Qin Siqing smiled slightly: "What did Dad do?"

"Why did you kiss me like that!?" Qin Lang was so mad that he didn't notice that he was standing on the street, opening his mouth to say everything.

Qin Siqing walked over and tilted his head innocently: "Isn't it normal for a father to kiss a son?"

Qin Lang opened his mouth and planned to say something, but he couldn't seem to find a reason to refute.

Qin Siqing looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "Is there something wrong with Dad? Ah... So it was because of this that I had an awkward relationship with Dad. Hey, it seems that I have grown up, and I won't even let Dad kiss me."

Qin Siqing sighed sadly, and looked at Qin Lang disappointed.

Qin Lang blushed, "That's not true! You kissed like that!"

"How did you kiss Dad?" Qin Siqing asked.

"Then, why are you licking, licking my mouth!?"

After Qin Siqing heard this, she spread her hands innocently: "Ah...do you mean that? Tsk, that's because Dad was careless. Besides, you are my son, so what's wrong with asking Dad to kiss you?"

Qin Siqing spoke very seriously, and Qin Lang also began to feel in his heart that he made a fuss and blamed his father?Was it really careless?

Thinking, his body suddenly flew into the air, Qin Lang looked up, his father hugged him, brought his face closer, and kissed his face several times. "What's wrong with Dad's kiss? Didn't Dad give you that piece of meat on your body?"

Qin Lang's mind was stuck, he didn't know what to say, he was frightened by the sudden kiss, he quickly pushed Qin Siqing's face: "No kiss, no kiss."

Qin Siqing insisted on bringing her head closer, but Qin Lang was just busy hiding.

Someone saw it on the road, and felt

Sigh, the relationship between the father and son of the Qin family is really good.

The kissing incident was over, Qin Lang also felt that he was making a fuss over a molehill, he was a boy and he would not lose a piece of meat, he was thinking too much.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang's restlessness of the day also disappeared, and he returned to his original state.

But he didn't see the way Qin Siqing looked at him, even if he was staring at the prey of the fox.

Qin Siqing felt that his son had really grown up, so it was not easy to fool him.

This piece of meat has grown so fat, so we can't let others do it. It's always right to do it first.

Qin Lang felt that his back was a little hairy, and he turned his head to look in doubt, only to see his father looking down at the book.

That look is really pretty, Qin Lang thinks.

Gentle and gentle, like a gentleman, Qin Lang is still very curious, why many people grow old with time, Dad seems to be the same as the one in memory, the skin is very tight, the figure is slender, and the glasses on the bridge of the nose line up well. Dad is very elegant. A man with such white skin looks like... what does he look like? I always feel like Dad looks like something.

Qin Lang frowned and thought for a while but couldn't figure it out.

"I'm going to have dinner with Teacher Lu Yao tomorrow, it's her birthday. Have you thought about what to give to Teacher Lu Yao?" Qin Siqing closed the book, raised his head and asked Qin Lang, Qin Lang, who buried his head and held a pen, faced him Looking at the exercise book in front of him, he felt very irritable, and said in an unhappy tone, "I don't know."

Qin Siqing still remembered that his son liked Lu Yao when he was a child, and every time he came home, he would bounce around with a small schoolbag on his back and talk about how fun Teacher Lu Yao is and how good Teacher Lu Yao is.

During the time when the first grade was transferred to another school, at night, he always lay on his body and wanted to talk about Lu Yao for a long time. At the same time, he also complained that the current school teacher was good or bad or that was not good-looking. I have to wait until I have nothing to say, and then I will go to bed after a while.

"Little bastard." Qin Siqing shook his head involuntarily.

The next day Qin Lang and Qin Siqing went to Lu Yao's house with gifts.

It was past eleven o'clock at noon, and when Lu Yao opened the door, he was wearing pajamas, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes were slightly squinted.Seeing Qin Siqing and the others coming, he seemed to remember something, and then suddenly realized, "Ah, I almost forgot, come in quickly."

"Teacher, happy birthday!" Qin Lang handed the gift to Lu Yao. It was chosen by Qin Siqing. Originally, Qin Lang always felt that the one he chose was too low-grade and not as valuable as what Qin Siqing gave him, so he pestered Qin Siqing to buy another one that was exactly the same.

At that time Qin Siqing said he was stupid, it was a couple bracelet.But Qin Lang refused, so he insisted on buying this pair. Qin Siqing was so noisy that he had no choice but to buy it.

"Thank you Qin Lang, why, Qin Lang is still as cute as before when he grows up!" Lu Yao smiled and moved his head closer, and looked at Qin Lang's face.

He kissed him fiercely, and when he leaned over, he smelled strongly of alcohol and tobacco, Qin Lang took a step back in embarrassment, and Lu Yao laughed heartily. "I was not so shy when I was a child, and I would even take the initiative to kiss the teacher."

"I've grown up!" Qin Lang said awkwardly, Lu Yao looked at him and said, "Yes, our Qin Lang has grown up."

The woman has entered middle age, her face is stained with vicissitudes of life, there are more crow's feet around her eyes, and her pale skin is a little slack, but you still have to admit that even so, you still think this woman is very beautiful. She has exquisite facial features, I'm afraid Even in a few years, you will still praise me from the bottom of my heart.

"Drinking and smoking are bad for your health, quit." Qin Siqing's voice was flat, and he glanced at the messy living room. Snack bags, various takeaway boxes, cigarette butts, wine glasses, and beer cans were piled up in one piece. The house was full of peculiar smells. It can be seen that women who live alone don't like cleaning very much, maybe they are a bit sloppy.

But Lu Yao didn't mind, she shrugged, "It's dirty, but I'm more comfortable this way."

At the end she said with a smile: "Too clean always feels that something is missing, and I will be very uncomfortable."

"My father doesn't smoke or drink. Teacher, you should quit as a woman." Qin Lang pinched his nose and said, and then shouted: "Teacher, you asked us to celebrate your birthday, how can you live it!"

Lu Yao turned around and winked playfully at the two of them, "I called you here because I don't know how to live."

"Ah..." Qin Lang had a bitter face, but Qin Siqing just looked at Lu Yao and smiled faintly.

In the end, Qin Lang and Qin Siqing worked at Lu Yao's house for several hours before cleaning up the house, and did a lot of work for her for nothing. When Lu Yao bought a lot of vegetables and threw them in front of the father and son, before Qin Lang complained, She smiled like a fox: "I'm the biggest birthday today, let's cook."

"You are blatantly deceiving, teacher!" Qin Lang yelled angrily, and Lu Yao stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Lang's face: "Little bastard, today is the teacher's birthday, don't you give me face?"

Then he clapped his hands and pushed Qin Lang into the kitchen.

After coming out, Lu Yao looked at Qin Siqing and smiled: "Thank you for coming today, otherwise I would have forgotten it was my birthday."

Qin Siqing smiled. "as long as you are happy."

"How can I cook, I can't at all!" Qin Lang threw the cabbage aside unhappily.

"Then how could dad do it?" Qin Siqing asked.

Qin Lang said: "Because you are father!"

"Okay, little bastard, there are so many excuses for not wanting to work. Go out and play, Dad will do it." Qin Siqing washed Qin Lang's hands and dried him with an apron, "Go out."

Hearing this, Qin Lang came back to life immediately, turned around and ran out.

Lu Yao

Lying on the sofa with a face full of enjoyment, smoking a cigarette, watching TV leisurely.

Qin Lang leaned over, brought the remote control, and played his favorite channel.

"Teacher, why do you want to smoke? Is the cigarette easy to smoke?" Qin Lang turned his head and asked Lu Yao, and Lu Yao replied with a smile: "Of course it is easy to smoke. Come, teacher, I will give you a taste."

As he spoke, he brought the cigarette over and handed it to Qin Lang's mouth. Qin Lang was forced to open his mouth and choked after a while, "Bah! It's so hard to smoke!"

Lu Yao smiled and took a puff, and sprayed the smoke on Qin Lang's face, making Qin Lang's eyes red.

In order to avoid Lu Yao's teasing, he ran to the other side and came to a bedroom, the door was open, probably Teacher Lu Yao's bedroom, Qin Lang walked in curiously to have a look.

Very simple decoration, a bed, and a photo on the small table beside the bed, Qin Lang walked over to pick it up and look at it.

It's a photo of Teacher Lu Yao and a girl. In the photo, the two of them are smiling sweetly. They seem to be very good friends. They are close together, holding hands. Teacher Lu Yao kissed the girl with his face .

The teacher Lu Yao in the photo is very young, probably taken a long time ago, the girl next to her smiled with her eyes bent like stars, even Qin Lang thought it was so cute.

"Does it look good?" A voice sounded behind him, but Qin Lang didn't respond, and replied, "It looks good."

Immediately, his hands trembled, and he turned around in a panic.

At this moment, the photo frame fell down, and there was a sound of broken glass, Qin Lang hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Lu Yao behind him stopped him softly, "Silly boy, you will hurt your hands, the teacher will do it."

She knelt down and wiped the glass off the photo with her hands, took out the photo, put it on the bed casually, and said, "It's fine as long as the photo isn't broken."

"I'm sorry, teacher." Qin Lang apologized, and Lu Yao patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "It's not a big deal, why apologize to the teacher."

"Teacher, who is that person?" Qin Lang pointed at the girl in the photo. "Haven't seen it, teacher's friend?"

Lu Yao looked over, then shook his head with a smile, turned his head mysteriously, and said, "He is a very important person to the teacher."