In the private room, everyone was drinking and talking, and the atmosphere was very warm. Manager Cao, the client, was particularly talkative and the scene never fell.

Manager Cao advised Luo Jingyu to drink some time, and took the liquor bottle and said, "Teacher Luo, come on some? This is a good wine!"

Luo Jingyu smiled and shook her hand, Zhan Xi spoke for him: "I'm sorry, Manager Cao, Teacher Luo really doesn't drink."

"Hey, Teacher Luo doesn't smoke or drink, it's hard for us to do it." Manager Cao could only pour wine for Du Hengzhi, "Then Teacher Du must do it, otherwise I can't explain it to the boss! You are too gentle, who does not drink any of our men here?"

Du Hengzhi had no choice but to cover his wine glass and whisper, "There are so much more Manager Cao, I really can't drink it anymore."

He had already drunk his face and had been red. He had been to the bathroom before, but he didn't know if he vomited or not.

Zhan Xi was frightened as he looked at the embarrassing appearance of designer Du being drunk by several clients. If Luo Jingyu had drunk the wine from the beginning, he would probably have been fed even worse now.

During this trip, Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi were invited by Du Hengzhi to discuss a cooperation, and also visited the customer's clothing factory. They have been in this city for three days.

This was the last banquet before leaving. Manager Cao was drinking and eating. However, Luo Jingyu kept saying that he could not drink, and he had not drunk the wine for three days, so the client couldn't force him.

Every time we met before, Manager Cao and Du Hengzhi talked about work. After drinking for three rounds, everyone became familiar with each other, so they talked about some things other than work.

Manager Cao said that he was 36 years old and had been with Du Hengzhi these days. Luo Jingyu hit it off at first sight, as if he had made two brothers, Teacher Du is the elder brother and Teacher Luo is the younger brother.

Du Hengzhi almost laughed out loud, pointed at Luo Jingyu and asked Manager Cao: "Is he a younger brother? How old do you think he is?"

Manager Cao squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Jingyu: "Thirty? At most... in his early thirties! Thirty-two is the best!"

Now even Zhan Xi couldn't help laughing. Luo Jingyu looked at everyone blankly. Everyone was talking nonsense. He couldn't read his lips one by one. Many times he didn't know what everyone was saying, so he needed Zhan Xi to help him translate.

Zhan Xi said to Luo Jingyu in sign language: [Manager Cao said you are thirty-two years old at most, tell him how old you are.]

Luo Jingyu: "?"

He turned to Manager Cao, with his right hand being "three" and his left hand being "seven".

Manager Cao looked at him blankly and said in surprise: "No way? Teacher Luo is thirty-seven? He is older than me? Why do you look so young?"

Zhanxi reported Luo Jingyu's birth year to Manager Cao. Xiaoyu was indeed one year older than him, and he would be thirty-seven years old in more than two months.

Manager Cao apologized repeatedly while wiping his sweat, saying that both teachers were brothers, and Teacher Luo really couldn't tell his age at all. He didn't look like his round face and fat belly, and he had long become an uncle.

The others agreed. Although Luo Jingyu couldn't understand what they were saying, she knew that the customers were praising him. Her ears first responded and turned slightly red. Zhan Xi laughed secretly, knowing that her little fish was embarrassed again.

He is still the same as before. When it comes to his professional field he is good at, he can talk calmly in sign language, but when he talks about anything else, he will still be shy.

Not to mention the compliments in everyone's words, Zhan Xi held his chin and looked at Luo Jingyu. It's really not that Manager Cao could not guess his age. If it was the first time she had seen Xiaoyu, she would probably not be able to guess.

Luo Jingyu was wearing a simple white shirt, a gray tie, dark gray trousers and black leather shoes. His figure was almost unchanged compared to when he was young, and he was still tall and thin. He stood upright when he stood upright when he sat, and walked with the wind.

After years of working at his desk, he caused some damage to his cervical and lumbar spine. However, Zhan Xi would remind him to relax and exercise after work. He also developed the habit of jogging, so he has always been healthy and has maintained a good figure.

The private room was very hot. Luo Jingyu rolled up the sleeves of her shirt, revealing her fair and slender forearms. He held a teacup and sipped tea. Zhan Xi's eyes fell on his hands. The hands were still so beautiful, but there was a light scar on the back of his right hand, as if a crack appeared on the exquisite porcelain, with a broken beauty.

As for that face... Zhan Xi had to sigh that time really favored Teacher Luo. He was still so handsome, with bright and clear eyes, shy and gentle smile, and his jaw lines were not loose due to age, but were still clear and smooth. If he changed into his usual sweater or sweatshirt, he would be like a big boy. How could he guess that his daughter was all in school!

Manager Cao asked again: "So, Teacher Luo and Mrs. Luo should have children, right?"

Zhan Xi smiled and replied: "I have it."

"How old?"

"Seven years old." Zhan Xi glanced at Luo Jingyu, "I'm in the first grade of elementary school."

Manager Cao was very worried: "Oh, then you two are on business for so many days, who will take care of your child?"

Zhan Xi said: "My father-in-law."

Manager Cao: "My parents are on a business trip together, should the child miss you?"

"Then I must think." Zhan Xi slapped Luo Jingyu's arm, "We also miss the child. Teacher Luo has to videos with the child every day."

Manager Cao said again: "Can the elderly take care of their children's studies? My child must have her mother stared at him before she can do her homework."

"Our children don't need it." Zhan Xi smiled very pleasedly. She was very self-conscious. She would do her homework first when she went home every day. It was considered to be independent learning. It was not very worrying. Maybe it was because she was only in the first grade and her homework was not difficult."

Luo Jingyu turned her head and looked at her. After seeing the word "child" clearly, she remembered her baby daughter at home.

He felt guilty that other people's parents always went on business trips, and every time their family went on business trips, he had to go with Huanhuan. If there was no Huanhuan, he could only rely on his mobile phone to communicate with customers. It was really inconvenient. If he hired a sign language translator, he would not understand the translation of professional sign language vocabulary involving hot flowers. Only Huanhuan can cooperate with him.

Therefore, they really can't separate them at work. The more accurate term is that he can't live without Huanhuan.

After the dinner, Zhan Xi helped Luo Jingyu pick up the dark gray suit jacket that he put on the back of the chair and whispered: "Put it on, it's cold outside."

Luo Jingyu put down the sleeve of her shirt, Zhan Xi helped him put on his suit, and then helped him to tidy up the hem of his clothes. Luo Jingyu also picked up her coat to help her put on, and buttoned her carefully. Manager Cao looked at them and said to Du Hengzhi: "Teacher Luo and Mrs. Luo have a good relationship."

"Yes." Du Hengzhi was dizzy when he drank, "I really don't like to come out with them. I have to eat dog food every time."

Manager Cao joked: "When will Du Shu treat us to a wedding banquet?"

"Hahahahaha..." Du Hengzhi laughed, "Stop Brother Cao! You're so urging to get married!"

Everyone left the restaurant together. It was early November. The city was north of Qiantang. After nightfall, the temperature dropped sharply and the cold wind blew. Luo Jingyu hugged Zhan Xi's shoulder and saw Du Hengzhi shook hands with Manager Cao and others one by one, saying "Happy cooperation". Finally, the three of them got into the car arranged by Manager Cao and returned to the hotel they were staying.

"I can't do it anymore. These days are really... Teacher Luo, what's wrong with you? You know how to drink! Why don't you drink? They only feed me one every day! No, I have to go back to bed, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with the plane tomorrow morning."

Du Hengzhi took off his glasses and had already walked on the S route. Luo Jingyu helped him into the elevator and took him back to the room. He confirmed that he was not too drunk, so he returned to their room with Zhan Xi.

It was not until the door was closed that Luo Jingyu truly relaxed.

Social engagements are always nervous, especially when there are many dinners. He has no way of knowing what everyone is saying, and he can only smile politely. Fortunately, Huanhuan will be with him in such occasions and help him with sign language translation considerately so that he will not be embarrassed.

Zhan Xi helped Luo Jingyu take off his suit jacket, then untied his tie, and unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of the shirt. Luo Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, Zhan Xi asked with a smile, "Are you exhausted?"

He shook his head and hugged her waist with the flow. Zhan Xi leaned back slightly, pointed his index finger at his lips, and asked with a smile: "Who will take a shower first?"

Luo Jingyu swept away the silence and restraint in the past, and looked at her with some malicious intentions. Zhan Xi didn't know what he meant? He poked his chest shyly with his fingers, biting his lip and said, "You want to do bad things again."

Luo Jingyu rolled up with an Adam's apple, pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her head and kissed her. Her soft lips and tongue entangled with her, and her hands did not forget to unbutton her coat...

I took this bath for a long time, and Teacher Luo's style remained unchanged back then. The two of them finally finished taking a bath together. Zhanxi stood in front of the mirror in a bathrobe and blew her hair. Luo Jingyu had a large bath towel around her waist and took the hair dryer in her hand to help her blow.

His fingers lifted up her long hair, and the back of his fingers occasionally rubbed against her skin. The fragrance of shampoo lingers in their breath. Even at such a relaxed and casual moment, Zhan Xi still feels moved.

She looked at the faces of the two people in the mirror and suddenly spoke in sign language: [Everyone says you are young, does it mean that I look a little old?]

Luo Jingyu was stunned and shook her head quickly, looking so innocent.

Zhan Xi is actually joking.

In three days, her 34th birthday will be her thirty-fourth birthday. Now she is in good condition, fair and delicate, and her figure is still slim and tight, but fine lines will inevitably appear at the corners of her eyes.

She didn't take care of her too deliberately, and she didn't think about doing medical beauty. She occasionally recalled her appearance when she was 23 or 4 years old, which was the year she had just met Xiaoyu. She had just graduated from college and was young and beautiful, and she was in her prime. The admiration in Xiaoyu's eyes when she looked at her could not be hidden.

What about now? Now it’s changed to attachment and dependence.

They have been working together for almost eleven years and have managed this marriage with great care. They have long become the closest person in the world.

Her little fish is thirty-seven years old, and in her heart is still the young and pure boy. There is still light in his eyes, and his heart is still as clear as there is no impurity.

Their love for each other has never changed as time goes by. Zhan Xi calmly accepts that his face has grown old because he is sure that Xiaoyu will not care about these things.

There have been quarrels in eleven years, but they are all trivial matters.

For example, in June, Zhan Xi wanted to cut her daughter's hair short, because it was troublesome to wash her hair every day, Luo Jingyu was unwilling to say that his little girl looked better with braids. Zhan Xi said that there was no air conditioner in the kindergarten, and the child's neck was covered with long hair after taking a nap and it was covered with prickly heat. Luo Jingyu looked at her daughter's little red neck, and finally compromised.

He personally cut off a long hair for his daughter and made her refreshing short hair. Yue'er cried loudly, and Luo Jingyu felt so uncomfortable, with a sad look on her face.

Zhan Xi was speechless. Those who knew knew it was cutting their hair, and those who didn't know thought that the little girl was going to be a monk and become a nun! Fortunately, a few days later, Yue'er discovered the benefits of short hair, how cool it was! Seeing the little guy accepting his new hairstyle, Luo Jingyu felt better.

For example, after Yue'er's middle class, Zhan Xi asked her daughter to sleep alone in the children's room. Yue'er refused and cried every day to sleep in the master bedroom. Luo Jingyu saw that her daughter was so repulsive, and she was reluctant to leave, saying that she would either wait until the child went to elementary school before she talked about it?

"No, Yue'er is too obsessed with us! She is almost six years old!" Zhan Xi was particularly persistent.

So, after half a month of tug-of-war, Yue'er finally slept in the children's room that had been vacant for many years, but she had to accompany her father or mother every night before she could fall asleep.

...

Zhan Xi's hair was blown dry, Luo Jingyu put down the hair dryer, hugged her waist and bit her earlobe. In the quiet space, his stomach suddenly made a gurgling sound.

He couldn't hear it, but Zhan Xi could hear it clearly. He laughed out loud, turned around and touched his lower abdomen and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Luo Jingyu blinked and asked her: [You heard it?]

Zhan Xi nodded, Luo Jingyu smiled helplessly, and said to him: [Just just now, I was not full and I did exercise again, so I was very tired.]

This is his habit. He always doesn't eat much during social events, but the last sentence makes people's faces really hot, which makes Zhan Xi think of the scene where the two of them are crazy about entanglement in the shower.

She asked: [Do you want to have a midnight snack?]

Luo Jingyu rolled her eyes and started signing happily: [There seems to be a barbecue bar on the top floor of the hotel. I saw it in the elevator. Do you go?]

Zhan Xi laughed and poked his chest again: [You have wanted to go for a long time, right? Do you want to drink?]

Luo Jingyu's thoughts were exposed by her, so she shrugged her shoulders and smiled. She gently twisted her index finger and thumb with her right hand, meaning: just drink a little.

He can drink, but he doesn't drink it normally. He hasn't drunk these days because he doesn't want to be drunk. The men here are so scary that they are drunk every night. Luo Jingyu doesn't like the feeling of getting drunk, it's both uncomfortable and harmful. He enjoys the stage of slightly drunkenness.

Another very important reason is that drinking too much will cause brain damage, and alcoholics will easily shake hands. Teacher Luo is a person who relies on both hands to make a living! If his hands shake, his whole career will be over, so he tries his best to avoid this possibility and will not drink a few sips of wine in a year.

But these days, he is a little greedy when he watches others drink every day.

Luo Jingyu and Zhanxi put on thick coats and went to the top floor of the hotel together, where there was really a semi-open-air music barbecue bar.

The weather was too cold and there were few customers. Luo Jingyu took Zhan Xi to pick a sheltered place. The two ordered some skewers and ordered three more bottles of beer. Luo Jingyu had two bottles. Zhan Xi accompanied him to drink a bottle.

The skewers came up soon. Luo Jingyu was really hungry. After touching Zhan Xi with the bottle, he picked up a skewer of grilled lamb chops and ate them. While eating, he gave Zhan Xi a thumbs up.
To be continued...