Lu Zili looked at the lights in the distance that flickered on and off due to the night wind, and made an exaggerated and clear expression: "Oh? So that's it, our youngest moves really quickly!"
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to Lin Fan: "Bring the key! I'm going to bed!".
Lin Fan took out the key from the drawer and handed it to him: "Second floor, 201, don't go wrong!"
"Don't worry, I didn't drink, I won't go wrong." As Lu Zili spoke, he looked in the direction of the distant school again, and suddenly felt a little envious of Lu Zixun.
The third child is not coming to stay tonight, and he must be with Xiangzhu now. They have been in love for so many years, and they are still so affectionate, which is really enviable!
It would be great if he and Yi Zhi could be like Lao San and Xiang Zhu!
In the teachers' dormitory of the school not far away, Lu Zixun was lying on the desk, supporting his chin with his hand, and looking at Xiang Zhu who was correcting the students' homework without blinking.
Then, for some reason, his nose felt itchy and he couldn't help but sneeze.
Han Xiangzhu immediately put down the pen in his hand and pulled the quilt aside to cover him: "It's very cold at night in the mountains. You are wearing too thin clothes! It would be bad if you catch a cold."
After saying that, she stood up and poured a cup of hot water for Lu Zixun: "Take a sip of hot tea to keep you warm!"
Lu Zixun put the tea cup on the table, took her hand, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Xiangzhu, you don't love me anymore!"
Han Xiangzhu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him: "Why don't I love you anymore? When I saw you after class, I was so happy that I almost cried. Lu Zixun, you said this, I am so sad!"
After saying that, she turned around pretending to be angry, pouted, and didn't look at him.
Lu Zixun quickly put his arm around her shoulders and said flatteringly: "Xiangzhu, I'm joking with you, don't be angry!"
Han Xiangzhu still pouted and turned to look at him unhappily: "Huh, how could you possibly be joking like this?"
Lu Zixun took the opportunity to pull her onto his lap, let her sit in his arms, and hugged her tightly: "Xiangzhu, I finally asked for leave from my eldest brother to come see you, but what about you?
After dinner, I began to immerse myself in correcting the students' homework. Tell yourself, how long has it been since we last met?"
There was a thick nasal sound in his voice, which sounded very aggrieved.
Han Xiangzhu's hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, and his heartbeat accelerated.
She actually didn't have to grade these assignments tonight, it was because she was too nervous.
After brother Zixun had dinner and washed his feet, he looked at her with too much passion. She thought about what might happen tonight, and in addition to expectation, she felt more nervous and afraid.
Therefore, she deliberately found an excuse and said she wanted to correct her homework.
However, Brother Zixun seemed a little unhappy now. She had no choice but to lower her head, bit her lower lip and asked softly: "Brother Zixun, what do you want?"
Lu Zixun came to her lips and pecked her gently: "Xiangzhu, what do you think?"
Han Xiangzhu's face turned red all of a sudden, and his voice was shy: "That, that, I'll turn off the light!"
Lu Zixun let out a joyful smile, kissed her again, and whispered: "Okay!"
Han Xiangzhu stood up and walked to the door switch. After turning off the light, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and groped towards the bed.
As soon as she reached the bed, a pair of big hands pulled her over. The next second she was pressed on the bed by the other party, and Lu Zixun's warm lips kissed hers eagerly.
In the darkness, Han Xiangzhu nervously hugged his neck: "Brother Zixun, I'm afraid, you, please be gentle!"
Lu Zixun's voice was gentle and somewhat depressing: "Xiangzhu, don't be afraid. Just relax, I will be gentle."
Outside the window, the late autumn wind blew the branches and made a sound. In the room, two people who had been in love for nearly nine years finally surrendered to each other!
Lu Zixun finally made Xiangzhu completely his.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Lu Zixun’s gentle voice sounded softly in the darkness: “I’m sorry, Xiangzhu!”
Xiangzhu's voice was a little tired: "Brother Zixun, what are you talking about! I love you. I have actually been looking forward to this day, but I heard it will hurt, so I am a little scared!"
At the end of her speech, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.
Lu Zixun chuckled happily and leaned into her ear: "Well, did it hurt just now?"
Han Xiangzhu pulled the quilt and covered his head in embarrassment: "Brother Zixun, you are so annoying!"
Lu Zixun couldn't help laughing again: "Okay, dear wife, I won't tease you anymore. It's very late and go to bed!"
Hearing him suddenly calling her wife, Han Xiangzhu felt a strange happiness in her heart. In the darkness, she hugged Lu Zixun tightly: "Brother Zixun, let's never be separated, okay?"
Lu Zixun kissed her forehead: "Don't worry, we will never be separated. Go to sleep!"
The two lovers hugged each other tightly and soon fell asleep!
The next day, when Lu Zixun opened his eyes, he found that his little Xiangzhu was dragging his chin with his hands and looking at him with a look of infatuation.
He couldn't help but raise his hand, pull her into his arms, and kiss her gently on the forehead: "Honey, what are you looking at!"
After hearing his title, Xiangzhu's face turned red again: "Brother Zixun, what are you talking nonsense about? We are not married yet!"
Lu Zixun chuckled lightly, lifted her chin, kissed her moist pink lips, blinked his eyes, and whispered in her ear: "You forgot what happened last night so quickly? Do you want me?"
I repeat it again so that you can remember clearly that I am already your husband!"
Han Xiangzhu was so frightened that he quickly broke away from his arms, crossed his arms and pouted: "No, my waist hurts to death."
After finishing speaking, she sat up, got dressed, and thoughtfully helped Lu Zixun pull up the quilt. Then she saw a touch of red on the sheets, and her cheeks turned red again: "Well, forget it, you get up too, I'll put the sheets away
Wash it."
Lu Zixun followed her gaze and looked over, the smile on his face getting stronger: "No, I will put it away later and keep it as a souvenir!"
Han Xiangzhu suddenly became unhappy. He blushed and pointed at him, pretending to be angry: "You are not allowed to stay. Get up quickly, otherwise I, I will ignore you."
Lu Zixun chuckled lightly, quickly sat up and got dressed obediently, and hugged her: "Honey, this is our first time, how memorable it is!"
Han Xiangzhu's face turned redder. He pushed him and walked to the bed to fold the quilt and collect the sheets: "I'll be sure if I can't tell you."
Lu Zixun held her hand and took the sheets over: "If you go out to wash them like this, the other teachers in your school probably know that we last night——. Give it to me, and we will take it back to wash it."
"Shall we take it back?" Xiangzhu, a Chinese teacher, quickly caught his words.
Lu Zixun stuffed the sheets into his suitcase, held her shoulders, and said affectionately and seriously: "Xiangzhu, I have completed the procedures at Yucheng, and your teaching support can end early. We will go back in half a month.