Chapter 75 Milk Powder
◎When did you have a child?◎
He rushed towards her, and Jiang Siyue hid behind the bushes. Instead of the expected snowball hitting her, her arm was grabbed.
In a flash, Zhao Yan put his arm around her waist, clamping her hand that wanted to resist. The coldness in his eyes that used to be indifferent had been completely burned away by the flames, and was now filled with strong desire.
Feeling anxious, Jiang Siyue swallowed unconsciously, "You..."
Zhao Yan remained silent, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
They stayed in the snow for some time. Zhao Yan's thin lips were cold. The moment they fell, Jiang Siyue's closed eyelashes trembled slightly. The next second, soft, tough and hot liquid swam into his mouth, so brutal and powerful, completely different from his cold appearance.
"Hmm..." Jiang Siyue moaned while taking a breath. Before she could catch her breath, a large shadow fell in front of her eyes. She turned her head to avoid it, but Zhao Yan straightened her head the next second.
"You, committed a foul." Jiang Siyue's breathing was uneven and her chest was heaving violently.
Zhao Yan chuckled and relaxed his hand on his waist slightly. Jiang Siyue thought he had given up and felt relieved. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan leaned over and a low, hoarse breath licked her earlobe.
"Yeah." Zhao Yan admitted, his tone lazy, "So what?"
Soon, a kiss as shameless as his tone fell.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yan finally "mercifully" let her go. Jiang Siyue's whole body went limp, and she fell into his arms like a boneless person.
In contrast to her, Zhao Yan teased her cheerfully, "Why don't you try to tell me I'm not good enough next time at home?"
Jiang Siyue's heart was filled with tears, and she shook her head, explaining everything. She would never show off her skills with words again. After leaning against him for a while, the snow stopped completely, and they walked home hand in hand.
She felt hot when she was playing just now, but now she feels chilly. As soon as she approached the courtyard gate, Jiang Siyue sneezed loudly.
Zhao Yan tightened her scarf and said in a deep voice, "You really need to exercise your body. Start exercising with me tomorrow."
"I……"
“Meow—”
A trembling, baby-like voice was heard. Jiang Siyue fell silent, turned on the flashlight on her cell phone, and shone it in the direction of the sound. A kitten was lying on the hood of the car, curled up in a ball, shivering slightly in the cold wind.
It seemed to be aware of the two people's gazes, turned its body slightly, and called pitifully at Jiang Siyue, and then - Jiang Siyue turned her head and blinked at Zhao Yan.
"Zhao Yan." Jiang Siyue shook his arm gently, acting coquettishly.
"You can raise one, just do what you like." Zhao Yan neither hates nor likes cats and dogs. If Jiang Siyue wants to raise one, that's fine. There is a nanny if she can't take care of it.
"No." Jiang Siyue smiled guiltily, "Can you help me take it home? I'm afraid it will scratch me."
I thought he was asking for his opinion, but it turned out he was being told to do something.
Zhao Yan looked at her for a while and said, "Go home and get a blanket."
"Okay!" Jiang Siyue quickly let go of his hand and ran home, as if she had expected his agreement.
Small snowflakes were flying in the sky again. Zhao Yan strode to the front of the car and looked at the kitten sleeping on the hood. The kitten looked listless and didn't even glance at Zhao Yan for a second.
The fluttering pink snow fell on its fur and quickly wet it. The little kitten shivered in the wind and snow. I don’t know if it was because it had no strength or it was too warm here, but it never moved.
The snow fell faster and faster, falling in large flakes, blurring Zhao Yan's vision. He suddenly remembered that rainy night last year, when Jiang Siyue sat downstairs of the dormitory, and continuous raindrops fell on her. She hugged herself and shivered, her eyes pitiful and stubborn.
He has always been indifferent and took a laissez-faire attitude towards everything. Only that time, he subconsciously longed for Jiang Siyue to call for help so that he would have a reason to step forward.
The moment the call was connected, his inner longing was finally answered. The moment he took the first step, only he knew how impatient he was.
"Zhao Yan!" Jiang Siyue's hurried voice woke Zhao Yan who was immersed in thoughts of the past. He reached out to steady Jiang Siyue who was rushing over, took the blanket, wrapped the kitten up and took it away.
The kitten finally reacted this time, waving its claws and struggling. Zhao Yan circled it tightly, and from then on, only its frightened little voice could be heard.
When they got inside, they realized the cat was so small that a layer of blue film still covered its eyes. Zhao Yan went to the kitchen to make goat milk while Jiang Siyue squatted in front of a cardboard box, staring blankly at the kitten.
Since there was no bottle at home, Zhao Yan had to use a bowl to hold the goat milk. Fortunately, the kitten was not picky. After eating and drinking enough, it fell asleep obediently in the cardboard box.
Jiang Siyue looked at the sleeping kitten and asked, "Teacher Zhao, what name do you think we should give it?"
Zhao Yan glanced at the cat and said, "Sanhua."
"This is its species." Jiang Siyue was dissatisfied. "You are a teacher after all, how can you be so uneducated?"
Zhao Yan smiled, "Then classmate Jiang, please name someone who is educated."
Jiang Siyue pouted and thought seriously for a while. Her literary literacy should have reached its peak on the day of the college entrance examination. Now, all she could think of in her mind was on the same level as "Sanhua".
When Zhao Yan saw her tangled look, he knew she was unsure. He chuckled for a moment, rubbed her head, and said, "Sanhua is also good. It's simple and clear."
"That's too casual." Jiang Siyue sighed, "It's like naming your child 'male' or 'female'. If kittens could talk, they would definitely curse."
Jiang Siyue said this carelessly, but soon felt something was wrong and said hurriedly: "I'm not saying that we will have children, it's just an example." She almost forgot that Zhao Yan didn't like children. He always got angry when Zhang Ying mentioned it before.
After listening to her "explanation", Zhao Yan was silent for a while and asked, "Do you like children?"
Jiang Siyue shook her head, thought for a while and finally said what she really thought, "It's hard to say whether I like it or not. I also took care of my sister's child. He was very cute when he didn't cry, but I couldn't stand him when he cried."
Zhao Yan nodded.
Jiang Siyue looked at his face for a while and asked, "Zhao Yan, why don't you like children? The male classmates around me seemed to like them very much."
"Before, I was actually the same as you. I thought children were troublesome." Zhao Yan put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. "But now, it's because giving birth is a life-threatening experience, and I don't want you to suffer."
The latter part was a truly nice thing to say, but there was genuine fear and worry in his eyes… The emotion in his heart was like bubbles, bubbling out, and then bursting one by one, so sour and bitter.
She wasn't good at handling these emotions, so she quickly changed the subject, "Stop it, we haven't chosen a name yet!"
"Let's simplify it and call it the first day of the new year." Jiang Siyue pointed to the clock on the wall. It was just after midnight. She smiled and met Zhao Yan's cold eyes. Her reflection was in them, tender and gentle. With a thought, she pecked Zhao Yan's lips and said softly, "Zhao Yan, happy new year."
I hope this day will come to me every year, she added quietly in her heart.
Zhao Yan raised the corner of his mouth, pinched her waist and pulled her close to him, leaned in closer, and said, "Happy New Year."
The softness with a familiar fragrance invaded her again and again. Her hands unconsciously climbed around his neck. While trying to cater to him, she also wanted more.
In a daze, Zhao Yan's smiling voice reached his ears.
"I prefer the process to the result of having a child."
The holiday is long, and tonight is even longer.
*
After preparing to raise Chuyi, the two took it to the pet hospital for some simple examinations after it woke up. Then they bought a bunch of things and brought it home to set up a simple home for it.
After taking care of him for a while, Chuyi became much more energetic. He jumped up and down every day and Jiang Siyue couldn't hold him for more than ten minutes. She was very resentful about this.
After the Lantern Festival, there was heavy snow all over the country. Zhao Yan simply extended the vacation for everyone. The third-year graduate students who had no classes did not have to come to school. He himself supervised Jiang Siyue in writing her thesis every day.
"Why do you suddenly want me to write faster?" Jiang Siyue asked without raising her head while stroking Chuyi on her lap.
Zhao Yan glanced at Chuyi, who was squinting in comfort, and felt a strange sense of jealousy in his heart. He grabbed the dazed Chuyi with his big hands and hugged her into his arms. Without blushing or beating his heart, he said what he had prepared long ago, "There is a big project that I want you to participate in. It would be better if you finish the paper as soon as possible. Chuyi will easily distract you, so don't bring it with you for the time being."
Chuyi in his arms seemed to sense his "selfishness" and cried out in dissatisfaction. Zhao Yan glared at it lightly, and the latter immediately fell silent.
Jiang Siyue didn't pay much attention to it. When she heard the word "big project", she immediately became interested. "What is this big project?"
Zhao Yan was not surprised by her question. "I'll tell you when you finish writing."
Jiang Siyue didn't suspect anything and instantly felt full of energy. She pushed Chuyi and Zhao Yan out together, "Then you guys go out quickly, I'll concentrate on writing!"
The door slammed shut. Zhao Yan lowered his head and looked at Chuyi in his arms, sighing almost inaudibly.
Because she had published a paper before, she could directly include that part in her graduation thesis. In addition, with Zhao Yan's one-on-one guidance, she completed the thesis quite smoothly. By the beginning of March, she had finalized the draft.
After revising the last part, Jiang Siyue sent the document to Zhao Yan and stretched lazily, feeling very relaxed. A small soft creature rubbed against her feet. She thought Chuyi wanted to be clingy, so she was about to pick it up, but it broke free and led Jiang Siyue downstairs.
There was not a drop left in Chuyi's milk basin, no wonder she ran over to call her.
Usually these are done by the nanny, and Zhao Yan occasionally takes a look. Jiang Siyue rarely touches it. Now that the nanny is not there, Jiang Siyue has to go to the study to find Zhao Yan.
The door was not closed. She pushed it open. Zhao Yan was looking at the computer with his back to her. Jiang Siyue walked over and asked, "Zhao Yan, where did you put the milk powder? Chuyi seems hungry."
Zhao Yan turned around and said, "I'll finish it soon. I'll do it."
Ending soon? Jiang Siyue felt something was amiss. A strange silence permeated the air. Undeterred, she leaned closer to the screen and saw that it indicated a meeting was in progress. The small microphone on top was flickering.
Jiang Siyue: "...What are you doing?"
Zhao Yan moved the monitor and explained "very kindly," "A team meeting."
The small microphone flickered a few more times, and Jiang Siyue felt cold all over and her heart was dead.
Like Jiang Siyue, the other people connected to the microphone were equally shocked. The chat history on the screen scrolled rapidly. Finally, under everyone's strong urging, the student currently on the microphone bravely asked, "Teacher Zhao, you're pregnant? When was the baby born? Can we come and see it?"
Jiang Siyue felt a sudden "boom" as countless bombs exploded in her head, leaving her completely unconscious. After taking a deep breath, she hurriedly explained, "Chuyi is a cat, we just got it."
Under Jiang Siyue's gaze, Zhao Yan finally spoke slowly, "Yes, it's a cat." After Zhao Yan finished answering, he quickly changed the subject and asked coldly, "Do you have any other questions?"
“…Gone.”
After the computer was turned off, Jiang Siyue hit Zhao Yan hard and said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me you were in a meeting?!"
Zhao Yan leaned back in his chair and smiled lazily, "Didn't you tell me not to disturb you while you were writing your paper?"
Jiang Siyue clenched her fists, snorted coldly, and pulled his hand to pull him up. "Forget it, hurry up and feed Chuyi, it's hungry."
Zhao Yan followed her strength and stood up. Looking at Jiang Siyue's anxious back, the jealousy in his heart came up again, "Why weren't you so anxious to feed me when I was hungry?"
Jiang Siyue turned around and saw from his expression that this "hunger" was not serious. She simply chose to ignore the topic and said, "I have finished writing my thesis. Can you tell me about the big project?"
Zhao Yan smiled, his tone still mysterious, "In Florence, we'll be there tomorrow."
Jiang Siyue was a little suspicious. Florence is in Italy, and emergency meetings are rarely held here, right?
She wanted to ask more, but Zhao Yan went downstairs before her to make milk for the hungry Chuyi.
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