wlw #wangxian where wy got pregnant at 16, the jiangs kicked her...

a-yuan's a little behind on his studies cause his previous school was... not the best, but luckily lan laoshi is the best teacher he's ever had
and that's how 26yo single mom wy finds herself in the presence of 5th-grade laoshi goddess, 30yo lz.
wy opens a button on her shirt.
and proceeds to shamelessly flirt with lan-laoshi.
"ms. wei," lan-laoshi kindly interrupts wy's flirty rant on the problems with the education system.
"jiejie, why so formal? it's wei ying for you."
"yes?"
"would you like to go on a date with me?"
wy:
wy, still 👁👄👁: nods enthusiastically
"good," lz says, sounding very satisfied tho she barely shows it. "now that is out of the way, i would like to discuss a-yuan's tutoring. Let me start by assuring you there will not be any extra cost for this."
lz confirms and that's it, wy falls in love right there.
so a-yuan starts staying an extra hour after class and when wy comes to pick him up at the end of the first day she brings coffee for lan-laoshi.
she also swings by her place to change into something sexier than her work uniform but that’s neither here nor there.
the conversations always start with a-yuan but they eventually branch out to their personal lives.
in exchange, wy tell her about the jiangs, and about raising a-yuan when she was basically a kid herself.
the best part of wy’s day is when she gets to see her kid… and his teacher.
wy's in a gloomy mood when she comes to pick him up from his final extra class, she doesn’t even change from her work uniform.
yes, lz asked her out when they met, but she never mentioned it again and ultimately wy thought lz had just said that to shut her up, so she didn’t bring it up either.
great, she won’t even get to say goodbye.
not that wy’s not gonna see her again, but it won’t be the same.
“miss me, baobei?” a-yuan nods enthusiastically, he seems, very enthusiastic.
wy figures getting an extra hour of free time will do that to a 10yo.
“hey, kid. Where’s lan-laoshi?”
a-yuan giggles, then he covers his mouth.
wy narrows her eyes at him.
“oh, okay,” wy says, “c’mon, kid.”
“uh, actually,” the receptionist calls, “i can watch a-yuan, we were… playing a game!”
“okay,” she agrees, still looking suspiciously at the two of them.
lz’s door is closed when wy gets there, which is a first.
she knocks.
the rest of the sentence dies in her mouth when she opens the door to find lz’s desk has been cleared of all its usual content, and now there’s only a white cloth, some bowls and chopsticks.
lz is standing up behind the table, she smiles, /she smiles/.
wy’s about to faint.
“i owe wei ying dinner.”
“lan zhan, i… i thought you didn’t mean it!”
“i mean everything i say.”
wy’s heart does several things that shouldn’t be humanly possible.
wy is fully expecting her to bring a bag of takeout, but the containers lz’s caring when she gets back are clearly hers.
“did you cook for me?”
“lan zhan!” this thoughtful, wonderful woman!
“i did, however, ask for his permission.” lz’s ears are bright pink when she says that.
“you asked his permission for what exactly?”
lz avoids her eyes for a moment, then she looks at wy from under her long perfect eyelashes.
“to date wei ying,” she reveals.
wy’s gonna die if she doesn’t kiss this woman right now!
she barely manages to avoid knocking over all the delicious-smelling food before she’s jumping on lz’s arms.
wy pecks her lips, then her cheeks, her forehead, the tip of her nose, her chin, her lips again.
“i like you so much,” wy tells her, “so much!”
“i like wei ying very much as well.”
“do you?” wy teases, 'cause she can’t not. “just how much does jiejie like her wei ying exactly?”
wy opens her legs so lz can fit in the middle, then she closes them around lz’s hips.
lz takes a hold of wy’s chin, tilting her head up so wy has no option but to look at her.
wy has to blink back tears.
lz kisses her unshed tears away.
it’s only when lz puts some distance between them, that wy realizes that she’s waiting for an answer.
“yes, yes,” wy nods. “A-yuan loves you, i love you, we want you all for ourselves. Forever!”
“mn, we should eat,” lz suggests, then she commits the crime of stepping away from wy’s arms to go to the door.
“where are you going?”
lz's a woman of her word, she ravishes wy on that table many times, including the day she proposes
