When Qi Qingnuo was washing the dishes, Yang Jingxing, who was in the audience, was not so disciplined. After watching for a while, he hugged his girlfriend from behind and reached out to touch her injured part: "Does it still hurt?"

Qi Qingnuo struggled to get out of the way. Although there was a smile on his face, it was obvious that he still couldn't accept his boyfriend's unbridled behavior: "Can you have the temperament of a talented and beautiful woman... It's okay... I feel like a foreign body."

Yang Jingxing hehe.

Qi Qingnuo was also happy, and then she remembered: "I should have bought a box of condoms before."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly and promised: "I will buy it tomorrow."

Qi Qingnuo hesitated: "Will the wound be healed tomorrow?"

Yang Jingxing was considerate: "I'm not so impatient."

What Qi Qingnuo was thinking was: "I'll try again tomorrow, just because I'm afraid of healing."

Yang Jingxing guessed: "It shouldn't have healing function...when you are in good condition."

Qi Qingnuo was naughty again: "I'm still in good condition, and I'm not fucked."

Yang Jingxing wanted to argue: "Come on, come on..."

Laughing for a while.

After washing the pots and pans, Qi Qingnuo asked: "Put it in the cabinet?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Just put it on the shelf."

Qi Qingnuo worried: "I might not be able to stand this kind of food every day."

Yang Jingxing was sad: "My mother hasn't eaten the food I cooked."

Qi Qingnuo was amused: "Is this the source of the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? I remember it! You sell such expensive things to your mother, what about me?"

Yang Jingxing was horrified: "I finally said it, but it was hidden so deeply."

Qi Qingnuo was also surprised: "It turns out that you realized there was a problem a long time ago. I thought you had no intention of ignoring my feelings..."

Yang Jingxing was no match today, so he could only keep poking Qi Qingnuo's sore spots, and before he sat down, he asked Qi Qingnuo to take off his pants and check again.

Fortunately, there was no red color on the pads, so they were probably Yang Jingxing's dirty things. After changing the pads, Qi Qingnuo was still cautious and prepared a small bag to hide the dirty pads when she got home, so as not to be discovered by her parents.

The silk scarf in the bedroom was completely dry and had a dark red pattern. Qi Qingnuo thought with hindsight: "You can take a photo when it's red."

Yang Jingxing said: "Keep it in mind... the imprint."

Qi Qingnuo was a little disdainful and disbelieving, but she watched her boyfriend carefully organize and fold the silk scarves, put them into a sealed bag, then suck out the air, and then flatten the bag with force.

Qi Qingnuo suddenly exclaimed: "Hide it well. If you become a vampire one day, you can still be used as a tea bag."

Yang Jingxing said generously: "I am not as knowledgeable as the wounded." He carefully looked at the sealed bag and put it in the storage box.

Qi Qingnuo was bored: "It's meant to preserve food."

Yang Jingxing nodded in compromise: "Spiritual food..."

Qi Qingnuo continued to be bored: "He is indeed a genius, so special."

Yang Jingxing hugged his girlfriend, put her on the bed, and told her to shut up...

After being warm for a while, the two of them looked at each other almost nose to nose, as if they were looking at each other for longer. Yang Jingxing finally couldn't hold it in any longer: "I'm a little scared."

Qi Qingnuo blinked and expressed his willingness to listen.

Yang Jingxing was disgusted: "I'm afraid that we will be an old married couple in the future, not as good as now."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled and turned into a giggle: "This is a nice sentence, so I'll accept it."

Yang Jingxing was very angry.

Qi Qingnuo added: "Let me tell you back... I know why Qing'er is reluctant to let go of Kang Youcheng."

Yang Jingxing's understanding was obviously insufficient and he was dissatisfied: "Why are you mentioning others..."

Qi Qingnuo did not condemn her boyfriend's offense to her best friend, and continued to speak softly: "In other words, I am also afraid, afraid that I will think... that I am your woman."

Yang Jingxing seemed moved, and then he joked: "Feudal society is good."

Qi Qingnuo changed her style: "But I am obviously a progressive woman in the new era."

Yang Jingxing was disgusted: "Talent is more precious..."

Time flies so fast. When Qi Qingnuo answered her mother's call again, she found that it was already half past nine in the evening. However, the girl was very calm: "... Let the two of you live alone... Are you done? I will go back after you are done..."

Yang Jingxing looked reluctant to give up.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Qingnuo went to get her coat: "I've done it, I've eaten, let's go."

Yang Jingxing became more and more courageous: "Will Nian Qing's mother help her lie?"

Qi Qingnuo thought for a moment and laughed: "Qing'er may not be willing..."

Yang Jingxing felt very regretful. He should have known better than to fawn over Nian Qing and his daughter.

There was a long kiss before going out, but Yang Jingxing's momentum made Qi Qingnuo feel that it was dangerous, so she decided to leave quickly.

There was also some nausea along the way, but Qi Qingnuo optimistically estimated that this nausea would not last long.

We arrived at the community at 10:30 and played in the car until 11 o'clock. Yang Jingxing felt that he couldn't wait any longer: "Have a good rest. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Goodbye, I'm suspicious... I'll probably be alone and unable to sleep. Come back before lunch and go see the matchmaker in the morning."

Yang Jingxing hesitated: "Tell me when you wake up in the morning... I'll call you when I get back... I'll take you up."

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "Okay, just act like you don't feel guilty."

Going upstairs and entering the door, there was another delay, and Qi Qingnuo was delayed for another two minutes after inserting the key into the lock...

Qi Qingnuo praised his parents when he entered the door. The atmosphere was good. Zhan Huayu was watching football with Qi Dawei, but now both of them were staring at the door. Zhan Huayu said: "Jing Xing, come in."

However, Qi Qingnuo drove her boyfriend away: "Come on, hurry up, it's my lover's turn in my previous life."

Zhan Huayu was very strict: "Be careful with your mouth."

Qidawei was surprised, almost a little excited: "...Are you hungry? You two."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "We ate late...I'm going back."

Zhan Huayu asked: "Didn't you have a drink?"

Qi Qingnuoha: "How dare I turn a deaf ear to your words..."

Yang Jingxing returned to his residence within half an hour and called his girlfriend: "Have you washed it?"

Qi Qingnuohe: "I'm too lazy to wash anymore, so I'm going to bed."

Yang Jingxing was concerned: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I read the instructions and it was a bit scary. I must not eat it again in the future..."

Qi Qingnuo was interested in the psychological experience of her boyfriend buying birth control pills for the first time, and did he buy condoms? Although it hurts, he is looking forward to the next time: "... You can't let this pain go in vain, enjoy it as soon as possible."

Yang Jingxing: "I'll work hard."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled and suggested that he should just confess to his parents. He would be honest and have no scruples. Anyway, he was not afraid. It depends on whether Yang Jingxing has the courage. Moreover, Qi Qingnuo was very responsible: "...you don't need to say anything.

, I’ll go tell you.”

Yang Jingxing struggled for a while, but still wanted to use his own efforts to achieve the goal of making Qi Qingnuo's parents not mind too much: "...be like a man and take responsibility."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled: "...Husband, thank you for giving me your first time." She said quietly.

Yang Jingxing was completely shameless: "That's a lot for your first time..."

The phone call was past midnight, and Valentine's Day was completely over before I hung up reluctantly.

At eight o'clock in the morning on the 15th, Yang Jingxing rushed to Li Yingzhen's house and flattered Zhang Chujia who opened the door: "It's not a beauty pageant. You are so beautifully dressed."

Zhang Chujia was embarrassed: "I was born with it, not on purpose."

Li Yingzhen is going to school today, not to recruit teachers, but to prepare for the student exams tomorrow and the next two days. However, in order to avoid suspicion, the piano educator still refused to take Yang Jingxing's car and asked him and Zhang Chujia to set off first.

Zhang Chujia didn't care much about her own affairs at all. Instead, she revealed to Yang Jingxing that there was a Croatian girl among the candidates for the piano department this year: "... Go to the department and look at the photos. If they are beautiful, then quickly carry forward the senior brother's style. But Qian Qian

Don’t be weird and put pressure on others.”

What Yang Jingxing was looking forward to was treating Zhang Chujia to dinner after passing the exam.

The school is not very lively yet, but preparations for the professional examinations are in place, with various decorations and publicity, as well as announcements and signboards to serve candidates. When Zhang Chujia entered the school, the appearance of Puyin was far from as impressive as it is now.

Relatively speaking, the recruitment of teachers and staff is much more low-key. There is only a small sign at the door of the audio-visual education building: "Applicants for professional course teachers please come to the third floor for trial lectures."

Yesterday's interviews and trial lessons had already eliminated two of the five applicants for the piano teacher position. Today's trial lesson, which lasted one lesson, was a one-to-three choice, and the content of the trial lesson requirements would not be announced until the start.

Zhang Chujia went to sign autograph reports first, but she was the last one to give trial lessons in the piano department. It was after eleven o'clock, and Yang Jingxing's arrangement was: "I will give you a concert."

Zhang Chujia understands the rules: "I won't let you play in vain, only fifty cents per song."

The concert was definitely not suitable for electric piano. Yang Jingxing called Yu Xinting: "I haven't gotten up yet... I just arrived. Don't come. Go to the gathering at 204... You are so diligent... Ask her to come too..."

On the early morning of the ninth day of the first lunar month, Yu Xinting had already started practicing.

Meeting An Xin on the road, Yang Jingxing smiled and asked if he was afraid of being alone at night. An Xin said that he moved the quilt to sleep in Yu Xinting's dormitory, and there were already many classmates in the dormitory building.

What Yang Jingxing meant was that the three of them took turns being students to warm up Zhang Chujia, but Zhang Chujia was dissatisfied: "I've heard about it these past two days, and I know you're great. Famous teachers produce great disciples, so I don't dare to use a big sword in front of Guan Gong."

An Xin also has some rules: "Senior sister will always be senior sister..."
To be continued...