Chapter (109)
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This time he kissed her too passionately. Wen Qingying's reaction came very quickly, and soon her breathing was extremely heavy.
Clearly aware of his raging desire, Tao Ling was secretly frightened and became excited, but he made no next move. Instead, he stopped his cooperative gesture, hugged Wen Qingying, and pressed his forehead against his neck. while panting.
Wen Qingying had always respected him, and felt that he didn't want to continue, so she relieved herself.
Tao Ling couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was because of, he only knew that there was a tide in his heart, and the sea water stirred up and made him want to cry.
"Baby, I love you, I love you so much," he said.
It took too much time to calm down and closed their eyes too late. The next day was New Year's Eve and the flower shop was not open, so the two of them slept until noon.
When Tao Ling woke up completely, Wen Qingying was no longer in the bedroom.
I heard him going out just now, and now I don't know whether he was in the living room or the kitchen. As soon as Tao Ling sat up, he received the message: "Sir, what happened to you last night?"
Tao Ling rubbed his temples with his left hand, feeling that he was too impulsive and shouldn't be so excited. After thinking about it, he replied: "I read a sad story and thought that life is too short, which made me feel a little emotional. What are you doing?" "
It took a long time for Wen Qingying to reply: "Then can you express your feelings more often in the future?"
Tao Ling was stunned and slowly put down his hand. Wen Qingying said again: "The porridge is ready. Sir, get up quickly!"
After leaving the bedroom door, Tao Ling's attention was immediately attracted by the coffee table. There was a large bouquet of purple flowers placed on it, which looked a bit like fog from a distance.
He glanced at the kitchen door, sat down on the sofa with his lips raised, picked up the card on the flower and read it——
"Sir, this is forget-me-not, from the Boragaceae family. Cut the branches to the same length and add water. The amount of water does not need to be too much. Pay attention to the excess branches and leaves.
Also, happy New Year's Eve, please take me with you when you are happy, sir. "
The lower right corner is still the shape of forget-me-not outlined with lines, and there are also the words "Wen Qingying" signed.
Tao Ling stood up and Wen Qingying happened to come out of the kitchen. He walked over and Wen Qingying showed her little tiger teeth without reservation and opened her arms.
"Happy New Year's Eve, I am happy because of you."
Tao Ling and Tao Jun were orphans since they were young, and they no longer have any contact with any relatives. Wen Qingying has a family and cannot return. Neither of them has anyone to worship. The New Year is not lively, but it is extremely leisurely.
During the day, they would read books together or communicate in sign language, and at night, they would give themselves to each other's lips and hands. Although they never progressed to the next step, they were already happy as they had never felt before.
It had been a long time since he had lived a decent life, and the happy time flew by too fast, so Tao Ling almost didn't react when school started.
The New Year passed very late this year, and all kinds of spring flowers in the school were already in full bloom. The day before going to work, at Tao Ling's house, Wen Qingying asked him for the brocade box to hold the ring, and took off the ring.
Tao Ling felt uncomfortable, holding his hand to stop his movement, and said, "Just wear it, it doesn't matter."
Wen Qingying looked at his lips and knew what he was talking about. She gently broke away from him and typed: "My place is opposite the school. There are many students and teachers buying flowers. In case someone who knows Mr. comes and finds us wearing the same clothes." Ring. As a teacher, it will be difficult for you to be a good person in the workplace."
Tao Ling remembered the school forum where Wen Qingying was always discussed, and in the end he could only nod.
Wen Qingying smiled, held his hand, and kissed his ring reverently.
It was very busy at the beginning of the school year, and the two of them began to go back to their respective homes.
A week later, before getting off work, Tao Ling received a call from the publishing house where he submitted his doctoral thesis. The application for topic selection had been approved long ago. Tao Ling thought that the person on the other end wanted to tell him about getting the book number, and the efficiency of the conversation was quite high.
After some pleasantries, the editor said, "Teacher Tao, that's it. I'm very sorry, but your manuscript didn't pass the third review."
Tao Ling was stunned for a moment: "Didn't I say last time that I would be able to get the book number soon?"
"Your academic ability is here, and your works are of course very good. There is no doubt about this, but it is a little unexpected." The other party said apologetically, "I sent you an email. Please see if you can find a way to change it. There are This is a very sensitive position issue..."
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