Lu Hanxiao followed Zhou Qiao upstairs.

It can be seen that he was really relieved. Although his face was tired, he could not hide his good mood.

"Are you still hungry? A plate of fried rice just now wasn't enough, right?"

"Will I buy you fruits if I eat them?"

"If you are willing to bring me up, you must be interested in me as a seed of potential? There are not many seeds that can produce my husband these days."

Zhou Qiao smiled, all of which were short answers in one or two words.

But Lu Hanxiao was already very content.

Zhou Qiao took the key and opened the door, turned his body sideways, "Come in."

As soon as he stepped into the entrance hall, the door was not yet tightly closed, Lu Hanxiao hugged the person from behind, hugged him all the way forward, and kissed him one by one impatiently landing on Zhou Qiao's neck and cheeks.

Lu Hanxiao's heart beat particularly hard, and he pushed her to the wall. Zhou Qiao did not resist and let him break it into a face-to-face position to withstand his lips and tongue.

Lu Hanxiao gave her the pleasure of love with greater enthusiasm than before. Zhou Qiao closed his eyes slightly until his hands slid up from the hem of his clothes and rushed upwards on his slender waist. Zhou Qiao finally couldn't help but hum.

Lu Hanxiao became even more stupid.

He pressed Zhou Qiao and asked roughly in his ear: "Can I not leave tonight?" Without waiting for her to answer, he made his own decision, "I not leave."

Although Zhou Qiao's body did not resist, it was not really enthusiastic and took the initiative. Lu Hanxiao was eager to verify and held her hand to his waist, "Jo Qiao, touch me, am I sweating?"

Zhou Qiao's fingers were cold and soft, and he touched his waist, "I'll turn on some air conditioner."

Lu Hanxiao picked her up and walked into the bedroom, "Okay, otherwise it will be hot."

Zhou Qiao was thrown onto the bed by him, and Lu Hanxiao immediately covered him. There was a smell of tobacco on his body that had not dissipated for a night. Zhou Qiao's nose pressed against his shoulders and felt his legs being separated and closed.

Lu Hanxiao suddenly raised his head, "No, I have to take a shower, I'm too dirty."

Zhou Qiao bent his mouth towards him, "Go."

But his body was empty, and Lu Hanxiao picked up the person up again, "You don't love either, let's go together."

It was natural that the later incident was that the sound of water dripping was covering the emotional chant in the bathroom. Lu Hanxiao was like a squad today. As long as Zhou Qiao's voice became smaller, he would use greater strength and tricks to make her unable to stop.

I don’t know how many times I came to die, Lu Hanxiao finally stopped. He lay on Zhou Qiao’s chest, his hand wrapped around her waist, and his index finger gently clenched.

"Are we settled down?" Lu Hanxiao asked.

"Huh?" Zhou Qiao lowered his head and his eyes were down to his hair.

"I don't care, we'll make up."

Zhou Qiao pulled the corner of his mouth, twisted up a bunch of his hair, and rubbed it delicately between his fingers.

"Brother Lu."

"Um?"

"I want to tell you something." Zhou Qiao said calmly: "The school has regular projects for internships every summer vacation, mainly to go to enterprises to participate in specific work. This year's work is pretty good, and it focuses on actuariality, which is my weakness."

Without saying a word, Lu Hanxiao's whole body tensed a little.

"I signed up in the United States this year, July and August."

When the last sentence was said, Lu Hanxiao felt that Zhou Qiao had thrown into a big ice hole without any mercy, and poured ice water into it and smashed ice cubes.

Zhou Qiao did not discuss, but informed.

Lu Hanxiao realized this and at first came his anger, but soon, he warned himself to calm down and not to argue, so he swallowed his teeth with blood and shut up his mouth.

"Hiss!" Zhou Qiao screamed in pain.

Lu Hanxiao took advantage of his convenient posture and bit her chest mercilessly.

He stood up, wiped his body without saying a word, put on his clothes, and then walked out of the bathroom naked to look for his pants.

Zhou Qiao followed her out in a bath towel, and Lu Hanxiao turned his back to her.

"Okay, if you want to go, I have no objection."

His voice was neither anxious nor slow, and he felt a breath.

Lu Hanxiao lifted his trousers on his hips, turned around, and looked at her while tying his belt, "You have decided anyway, aren't you? The company has something to do, I'll leave first."

When passing by, Lu Hanxiao said, "Lock the door tonight and go to bed early."

Zhou Qiao: "It's so late, it's not safe for you to drive, so why not..."

Lu Hanxiao: "You'd better let me go. I'll stay. You are the ones that are not safe."

His mobile phone number has been dialed out and the other end has been answered. Lu Hanxiao said without any patience, "Old place."

Zhou Qiao couldn't help but, "You haven't slept last night, where else do you want to go?"

The answer to her was only the door sound.

An hour later, Zhou Qiao received a WeChat message, sent by Chen Qinghe.

The content is three photos, Lu Hanxiao was naked and boxing with sweat. Even if it was just a static photo, the sharpness seemed to come to his face.

[Damn, your man is crazy.]

Zhou Qiao buried his head in the pillow, and his phone was getting hot when he pulled it into his palm.

She used reason to link things up. Lu Hanxiao's persistence and his family's opposition were two opposites. Zhou Qiao was afraid of his mother's difficulties and refused to give up the man's sincerity. She stood in a short time between the cracks, but could not make the most straightforward decision.

Due to this contradictory emotion, Zhou Qiao felt that he was about to be pulled into two parts.

Later, she had a flash of inspiration and thought of the upcoming summer vacation opportunity. Or, as long as she temporarily withdraws, the whole situation will become calm and reshape, or give everyone more time, Mama Lu can figure it out, at least not so intense.

Or, time is really omnipotent.

Zhou Qiao realized this and felt like he was holding a life-saving driftwood.

She woke up instantly, picked up her phone and sent a long and sincere text message to Lu Hanxiao. She gave her ideas and carefully used words.

After the paper was posted, she stared at the chat box and held her breath and looked forward.

When Zhou Qiao saw the other party's condition, he was "entering" several times, but after a few seconds, it turned into a pool of stagnant water. After repeated twists and turns, Zhou Qiao stared at him and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, a very short message was lying on the screen.

Lu Hanxiao: [You typed so many words, I only understood one meaning, you don’t want to face it with me.]

Zhou Qiao read the text message back and forth three times. Every time he read it, it was like a dagger pushing it deeper into her chest, stabbing her blood and covering her mouth and retching.

She quickly pressed Lu Hanxiao's phone on the screen with her fingers. Just as she was about to press the dial button, a phone call came first. Zhou Qiao didn't stop and answered in seconds.

Hesitated for a few seconds, "...Grandma Lu?"

———

City First Hospital.

The high-rise cadre wards are different from the general average. Each floor is half the number of rooms, and the environment is very quiet.

When Zhou Qiao pushed the door open, Grandma Lu was sleeping with her eyes closed.

Hearing the movement, the old man woke up quickly, narrowed his eyes and said, "Jojo is here."

"Grandma Lu." Zhou Qiao walked lightly to the hospital bed, squatted down, and looked at her hand that was still receiving an injection, "Are you feeling better?"

"I'm all about to step into the coffin with half my foot. Is it okay? It's not really meaningful." Grandma Lu used her hand that had not received the injection, "Come on, get closer."

Zhou Qiao was obedient and felt his dry palms caressing his cheeks.

Old Mrs. Lu sighed, "It's also a miserable child. Xiaoyu is not a good mother, not a good mother."

Zhou Qiao's eyes were sore and he lowered his head.

"But you are really sensible, you don't get affected and don't give up, and you still train yourself to be so outstanding." Old Mrs. Lu sighed, "We are so brave and naughty when we are young. We are so capable, and we can't help but worry. We will no longer distinguish between identities when we get angry."

"Jojo." Old Mrs. Lu's right hand moved from her cheek to the back of her hand. She said helplessly in a lower voice than before: "Last night, Han Xiao had a big fight with his mother, and even said something like leaving the house."

Zhou Qiao was stunned.

Old Mrs. Lu forced a smile and pointed to the dunk on her head, "When I was young, I had a lot of strength and felt that I could hold on to anything I did. Later, I had children, daughters and spouses, and I realized that in the end, I just wanted to be reunited in this life. Those obstacles that I couldn't overcome would be like this if I looked back in a few years."

Old Mrs. Lu's reluctant smile has been replaced by sorrow, "You are so handsome and arrogant, you can't control it anymore. But Qiao Qiao, you are still young and still in school. The future is so long, and there is a good life."

Zhou Qiao's throat was bitter and his eardrums were buzzing.

Grandma Lu's twists and turns spoke in a warm and gentle manner, without any anger, but she was more frightened than anyone else's words.

Zhou Qiao choked and said, "Yes."

Old Mrs. Lu's turbid eyes became wet, "It's not easy to have a harmonious family, not easy."

Zhou Qiao couldn't even say a word, so after staying for a while, he left in a daze.

On the way, the school called and it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, hello." Zhou Qiaoqiang was energetic.

"Hey, are you Zhou Qiao? I am Qi Guo's friend. She has a few forms here." It was a male voice.

Zhou Qiao had submitted an application for summer internship earlier, probably after the primary election. Qi Guo mentioned this on WeChat yesterday and asked her to come over to fill in some information today. Zhou Qiao knew about it.
To be continued...