Luo Yunye's question was not very difficult, and even for Han Qingqing, it was already a question for novices.

He asked, "What are the methods of ceramic repair?" ”

Han Qingqing raised her head and glanced at Luo Yunye's deep and quiet eyes. His pupils were like a clear sea, but she was uneasy to see.

"Well, there are mainly four ...... of spraying, point repair, re-burning, and light-curing method" Han Qingqing answered this question with a calm voice.

There were correct answers in the textbook, and the other students didn't feel particularly novel when they heard it, and no one noticed the calm turmoil of Teacher Luo and Han Qingqing.

Luo Yunye just reminded Han Qingqing to listen to the class carefully, and the latter naturally understood what he meant. After sitting down, she was no longer distracted, but slowly focused on listening.

The class was very fast, but it was just some superficial basic knowledge, but Han Qingqing still listened very carefully.

After class, Han Qingqing hurriedly packed up her things and prepared to go out, the ancient painting to be repaired at home was going to be completed in a week, and she had to race against time to go back to work.

As soon as he walked a few steps, he saw Gu Lili, who was in the same class, rushing to the podium again, still holding a textbook in her hand.

Gu Lili looked like a diligent and studious student, and her eyes flashed and she ran to ask Luo Yunye about cultural relics.

Luo Yunye can already match the number and know that she is Gu Lili, but because he is a teacher who is a model teacher, when he meets a student for advice, he will naturally focus on solving doubts.

He glanced at the question asked by Gully, slowly lowered his head, pointed to an area of the book, and explained to her in a low voice.

Gu Lili was secretly happy in her heart, and she didn't hear what Luo Yunye said at all, but she just desperately smelled the good fragrance of shampoo on his head.

Such a handsome and well-read young teacher appeared in this school just to satisfy her girlish fantasies.

Gu Lili always fantasizes that she can get closer to Mr. Luo, and hopes that she can have some follow-up stories with him as in the novel.

Although Luo Yunye didn't pay much attention to her, it couldn't stop her from approaching him.

As soon as she saw Gu Lili's flattering and smug expression, Shen Xi reached out and put her arm around Han Qingqing's shoulder, and whispered in her ear: "Qingqing, you have to solve this trouble quickly, and I also have to solve my trouble." We're a tough couple. ”

Han Qingqing glanced at Gu Lili sideways, feeling extremely displeased.

Yesterday, she completely owned Luo Yunye, and today she saw flowers and butterflies around him.

This feeling is really depressing!

Han Qingqing was going to Diecui Garden, and Luo Yunye's car was parked in the school.

Since Luo Yunye came to the school to teach, the school has issued a "Hezhou University Vehicle Pass", which allows him to enter and exit the school freely.

But Han Qingqing didn't want to take his ride back at all, first, for fear of being seen by other classmates, and second, she had more important things to do.

Walking out of the school gate, there is a lively small street.

Han Qingqing spotted a store, so she hurriedly walked inside, and after a while, she bought something before coming out.

When he returned to Diecui Garden, Luo Yunye had already arrived home first.

Han Qingqing made a face and ran directly to the kitchen to cook. Luo Yunye didn't know where he offended her, and thought she was being shy, so he didn't chase after her.

It wasn't until after eating that Han Qingqing still ignored him, and Luo Yunye realized that something was wrong.

He stood up, leaned over, stretched out his hands around her waist, pillowed his head on her neck, and said in a soft voice: "Wife, why are you unhappy?" ”

This "wife" screamed so that Qingqing's heart was about to melt, and she gritted her teeth, as if she was angry and coquettish: "I haven't married you yet." ”

"In just over half a year, you'll graduate. He said he would marry me after graduation. Luo Yunye was like an unrelenting teenager at this moment, constantly rubbing Han Qingqing's neck, and his hands began to be dishonest.

After last night, it seems that everything is naturally clear.

Luo Yunye felt that the flame and heat in his body had all dissipated, and he was refreshed from head to toe.

Han Qingqing was tickled by him, and finally couldn't help laughing.

The two lingered for a while before slowly separating.

Qingqing finished cleaning up the table and prepared to repair the painting. Seeing Luo Yunye sitting intently at his own table, and thinking of what happened at that table last night, she blushed slightly.

Before officially going to work, she quietly took out a mobile phone, edited a text message to send, and then put on pure white cotton gloves.

To repair this "Imitation of Tang Dynasty Landscape", Han Qingqing's first step is to "wash". Holding a ball of cotton and a small thin brush, she carefully wiped the dirt and smudged spots on the painting.

This job is very demanding, so she is also very focused.

The painting is a century-old painting with a heavy historical and commercial value. As soon as Han Qingqing threw himself into such work, he seemed to feel that time had stopped.

She doesn't know when she fell in love with the work of cultural restoration, she only knows that her heart is peaceful and happy when she devotes herself to the world of dialogue with history.

From the time she first came into contact with this industry, Luo Yunye made her familiar with "Decoration Journal". Therefore, although Han Qingqing has not personally experienced the repair steps of calligraphy and painting, he has already established himself in his chest.

Luo Yunye, who was sitting on the other side, saw her so calm and delicate appearance, and his heart was slightly touched.

He didn't bother her, he didn't talk to her, he just watched her hand movements in silence.

In the corner of the table, Luo Yunye's mobile phone vibrated a little. It's the sound of a text message.

He took his phone, clicked on the screen, and saw the text message from Gu Lili at a glance.

"Teacher Luo, I'm sorry to disturb you. I didn't know you were married, I'm really sorry, I won't trouble you again in the future. ”

Tie the knot?

Luo Yunye's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously looked at Han Qingqing. She was still carefully cleaning the painting, undistracted and calm.

Han Qingqing had been doing this all afternoon.

The body of the painting was not much damaged, and it was not faded much, so Luo Yunye dared to promise the other party to complete it within a week.

However, the dry cleaning of calligraphy and painting takes almost a day.

It wasn't until night gradually fell and Han Qingqing was hungry that she stopped what she was doing.

The painting hadn't been washed yet, and she was too hungry to have any strength.

As soon as he turned around, Luo Yunye was sitting calmly on his desk, carefully examining a small blue and white porcelain bowl.

There was silence inside, except for the sound of the wind whirring outside the window.

Qingqing hurriedly took off her gloves, put away the painting again, and strode to the kitchen to cook food.

There are still a lot of leftovers from lunch, so it is easy to heat up. As soon as she put a dish in the microwave, she saw Luo Yunye also walk in.

"Soon, wait a little longer." Qingqing said.

But Luo Yunye's face had a wicked smile, and his voice became low and smooth: "I can't wait." As he spoke, he walked over and wrapped his arms around Qingqingying's waist from behind.

Han Qingqing thought he was talking about eating, so he smiled a little guiltily: "Wait another ten minutes, okay?" ”

Luo Yunye's hand had already begun to wander where he wanted to go, and his head was attached to Qingqing's ear. The light was bright, and his voice was seductive and dangerous: "Wife, I didn't know that we were already married." ”

Yes?

Han Qingqing's heart was startled, and her body tightened, but after a while, she quietly relaxed: "You...... What is being said. ”

Luo Yunye laughed, but in that smile, it was clear that he had been contaminated with emotion. "You know what I'm talking about."

Sizzle......

Han Qingqing was like a child who had done something bad and was caught and appeared, instantly becoming cramped and embarrassed. Her face turned red.

At noon, she listened to Shen Xi's Jianyi, quietly went to buy a new mobile phone number, and then sent a text message to Gu Lili as "Luo Yunye's wife", asking her to stop harassing Luo Yunye.

How do you know that Gu Lili, a stupid person, not only took it seriously, but also sent a message to Luo Yunye?

Han Qingqing wanted to turn around, but she was tightly bound by Luo Yunye.

As soon as Feng Ying held it in his arms and palms, he was naturally reluctant to let go.

The temperature in the kitchen was higher than in the living room, and Luo Yunye gradually felt that the fire in his body had risen again.

He reached under Han Qingqing's skirt, squeezed it hard, and his hand began to wander again.

Han Qingqing trembled all over by him, and her voice became pitiful: "Yunye, will you go out first?" ”

"Call husband." Luo Yunye did not relent.

All afternoon, her eyes were so focused on the painting that she didn't even look at him. He was young, and it was autumn when it was so dry and easy to catch fire, and it was the time to be impulsive. And she's fine, she doesn't care about his feelings at all.

"Uh......" Han Qingqing wanted to cry without tears.

Last time it was a desk, this time it's a kitchen.

He...... Do you have to pick something that is so impressive?

Luo Yunye suddenly came over, and his voice was hoarse: "Qingqing, your body is much more honest than your mouth." ”

Gee.

He said no, but his body was very honest.

"Ding!" When the time for the microwave oven came, it automatically turned off the twist.

And Luo Yunye couldn't hold it anymore, so he took Han Qingqing to the side of the cooking table and began to take off her clothes.

And Han Qingqing's body seemed to be equipped with a valve, and as soon as he touched Luo Yunye, he quickly and automatically went limp.

There are no curtains in the kitchen, and the street lights in the community are gradually lit up, projecting through the glass onto the ambiguous two.

Han Qingqing had no way to refuse, and she didn't want to refuse at all, just in such a bright space, with Luo Yunye's frequency and rhythm, she gradually sweated thinly.

After that, it was already half an hour later.

Both of them were so tired that they were out of breath, Qingqing leaned on Luo Yunye, buried her face deep in his arms, and was so ashamed that she didn't dare to lift it up.

Luo Yunye picked her up horizontally and walked to the bathroom again.

As he walked, he asked, "Qingqing, my cousin, are you still satisfied?" ”

Han Qingqing: "......"