The heroine kidnapped the female partner!

"Chef Yang's cooking is so delicious~" Liu Yan put her arms around Yang Yansheng's waist from behind, relying on her height being a little taller than Yang Yansheng, she lowered her head and rubbed her lips against Yang Yansheng's neck unscrupulously, and opened her mouth lightly. Take a bite. "No matter how much you eat, you won't get tired of it!"

"Yoho—" Yang Yansheng patted Liu Yan's paw with one hand. "Don't mess around, or will you want to eat mushy food later?"

The little white rabbit who used to be shy when pinching his face, is now so skilled at molesting people...

Yang Yansheng sighed deeply in his heart, and the system 23333 on the side silently covered his face: "I eat the dog food distributed by the host and her wife every day, eh...it's a bit sweet!"

"Hey." Liu Yan let go of her hand embarrassingly, and smiled embarrassedly. "Of course not~"

The little white rabbit turned into a big bad wolf because she was surrounded by a straight steel girl who sometimes steels herself.

Liu Yan obediently sat at the table with her chin in her hands, and had to wait quietly for her meal--what to do... Don't think about it, she will be kicked out of the kitchen by her own wife for being clumsy!

Time flies, the two have been together for many years.

The parents of both parties have also readily accepted it, and the colleagues at work more or less know it well, there is neutrality and blessings, in short, they are all helping to cover up.

The two had already moved out of the staff dormitory and bought a flat near the school to live together.

Two rooms and one living room, that is their warm hut.

Day after day, plain and sweet.

Today is Sunday, so the two have a leisurely afternoon.

"When we were young, we didn't have other miscellaneous classes except physical education." Liu Yan took out a stack of white paper, took out a pencil and an eraser and sat at the table. "What art class, music class, nothing, just Chinese, English, and English all day long."

Yang Yansheng looked at the girl next to him with a smile in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Thanks for your hard work!"

"Hey, it's really nothing, because in our side, reading is the only way out." Liu Yan turned the pencil in her hand, thinking about the appearance of tRNA in her mind. "I've never taken an art class since I was a child. I thought I could improve by teaching, but it turns out—I've been teaching for a few years now, and my painting skills are still so bad~"

"Pfft, don't worry, just practice slowly~" Yang Yansheng pinched Liu Yan's puffy face.

"So today I'm going to practice hard—the backhand is a tRNA!" Liu Yan slapped Yang Yansheng's paw off, and kissed Yang Yansheng's mouth sideways. "Ask for some love encouragement first, hey."

"Okay~ You don't need to ask, Teacher Yang will give it to me~" Yang Yansheng leaned forward and kissed Liu Yan gently on the cheek. "Little friend, practice quickly~"

"Hmm~" Liu Yan's ears turned red when she was teased, she lowered her head, and "concentrated" on drawing tRNA.

Seeing that Liu Yan was gradually getting into the mood, Yang Yansheng got up and pulled out a copy of "A Brief History of Time" to spend time with Liu Yan.

"..." Yang Yansheng opened the book and read it for a while, feeling infinite "sorrow" in his heart.

Although Yang Yansheng majored in physics at university, reading this inscrutable book, A Brief History of Time, still gave her a headache.

This has been brushed three times, and my head still hurts looking at it.

Yang Yansheng rubbed his brows, secretly glanced at Liu Yan who was concentrating on drawing pictures, he was a bit bored after all.

With a whimsical thought, Yang Yansheng extended his claws to Liu Yan's eraser.

After getting it, Yang Yansheng quickly removed the eraser, put his fingers inside the outer skin of the eraser, and finally put the "eraser" back to its original place quietly.

"Eh?" Liu Yan grabbed the eraser and realized something was wrong.

"You..." Liu Yan shook her head helplessly and laughed. "Teacher Yang is so childish~"

"It's the eraser that has shed its golden cicada's shell!" Yang Yansheng said with an innocent face and a serious tone.

Finally unable to hold back, she also laughed.

The two smiled at each other, and the leisurely afternoon was always so happy.

After some practice, the two were going to take a lunch break.

"Yan Sheng, sometimes I look at you in a daze, as if I've known you for a long time." Liu Yan huddled in Yang Yansheng's arms with a soft voice.

"Probably, we have really known each other for a long time~" Yang Yansheng patted Liu Yan's head with a very brisk tone. "Maybe we were partners in previous lives~"

"That's great~" Liu Yan raised her head, because she was highly myopic, so she had to close her eyes to Yang Yansheng with squinted eyes.

The black eyes looked a little confused because of the lack of glasses, and the long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

Liu Yan looked seriously at Yang Yansheng in front of her, and said softly, "A long time ago, I seemed to have dreamed of you, and the you in the dream was very strange."

"A cold, long-haired woman who doesn't look like you, but for some reason, I'm sure it's you."

"Clear amber eyes—the emotion in that woman's eyes is no different from yours."

Liu Yan narrated those dreams many years ago incoherently.

"There is also a black-haired girl with red eyes. She always said some strange things to me. I listened carefully, but I only heard the words 'owner' and 'my'."

Yang Yansheng kissed Liu Yan's forehead, and listened carefully to Liu Yan's narration.

"I don't know why, ever since I saw you, ever since I dreamed those dreams, everything about you has become crazy."

Liu Yan pursed her lips vigorously, and raised her hand to caress Yang Yansheng's cheek. "Someone told me that this is an obsession from a previous life."

Yang Yansheng silently leaned forward and kissed Liu Yan's lips lightly, with some comfort and affection.

"That's it..." Yang Yansheng said vaguely, the kiss gradually deepened from a light taste.

In fact, when Liu Yan was still the little devil, Yang Yansheng saw the shadow of Hattori in the little devil.

The cuteness when making dried fish for her, the shyness in silence.

As for Liu Yan in this life, although she has tried her best to restrain her violence and possessiveness, Yang Yansheng is still keenly aware of it.

After all, this is the soul she loves deeply, how can she not put her on the tip of her heart.

In every life, the soul that Yang Yansheng loves deeply will have the obsession to love her, so in every life, she will carry the shadow of her previous life.

As time goes by, someone always regards you as a treasure.

They are each other's treasures.