Become the favorite of the sick lady (Gl)

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The hem of the clothes was pulled harder, I don't know if it was an illusion, it seemed that the fingers of the person who was pulling were trembling slightly.

Fang Fei's words paused, and the corners of her smiling mouth were slightly pursed, and finally put away the fake smile on her face.

"Qian'er, if you never had a lover, in fact, I... I can go for you..."

Fang Fei couldn't remember where the previous words continued, but it didn't matter, she still raised her head like that, and after a slight pause, she changed the subject without breaking the law.

It's just that maybe the hand that has been holding the hem of the clothes is so existential, so that the empty thoughts gradually come back, and the dull heart hurts a little more than before, and her words finally show a slight hesitation , without the courage and determination before.

Will Qian'er see through?

Do you think she...

There was a heavy pulling force from the hem of the clothes, and Fang Fei almost staggered a step forward when his center of gravity was unsteady, but he stopped talking without knowing whether it was shame, annoyance, or relief.

"Miss~"

A very gentle voice sounded.

"…Um."

Fang Fei, who was barely standing still, moved her lips, and finally did not talk about the topic that she had been stubbornly talking about for a long time before, but only responded softly.

"Miss~"

After getting her answer, there was another cry.

Soft and fluffy.

"Ah."

"Miss~"

Sweet and dense.

If she hadn't experienced it herself, Fang Fei would never have known that the word "Miss" can change so many emotions.

"Ah."

The clenched fingers slowly loosened, even Fang Fei herself didn't understand. With the screams, the dull and painful heart seemed to have a ray of sunshine flashing in, with a sizzling sweetness. meaning.

"Miss~"

Extremely attached.

Sweet and painful thoughts entangled, Fang Fei listened to the screams that seemed to never stop in her ears, sighed silently, finally lowered her head slowly, and said with a little indulgence:

"Qian'er, I'm here, what are you doing..."

What a?

The candles were flickering, and warm wind was blowing from the windows that had not been closed tightly, carrying the fragrance of flowers, bringing out a breath that belonged only to spring.

In the warm room illuminated by bright yellow candles, Lin Qian still bent her body slightly, but lifted her head vigorously, forming a submissive posture that was almost like offering and restraining.

This kind of Lin Qian was just like what Fang Fei had seen countless times in the past, with a transparent expression displayed in front of her without any concealment.

But also because of this, Fang Feina couldn't continue speaking halfway through.

Lin Qian, who made no secret of her attachment to her, was smiling at the corner of her mouth at the moment, but there were tears sliding down her eyes, bit by bit, slowly sliding down the corners of her eyes until they silently dripped to the ground.

Qian'er actually cried!

The author has something to say: Actually, it’s not nüè at all, right, the main tone is always sweet~

Chapter 39

When meeting Lin Qian for the first time, Lin Qian was crying, so young Fang Fei gave her the peach petals she loved to pick up, and used this clumsy comfort to make people stop crying.

When they met again, Lin Qian became her personal maid, still looking at her with tears in her eyes.

When they were young, when they first got together, Lin Qian would always look at her infatuatedly. When Fang Fei casually looked back, she could always feel that there seemed to be faint tears in those transparent black eyes.

During that time, Fang Fei always felt that her new maid was a crybaby who was more fragile than Xing'er, and she had to be coaxed and persuaded carefully.

But in fact, except for the first time, Lin Qian never cried again.

No matter how hard and tired, they all looked at Fang Fei with a pair of black eyes and smiled, with a clear and sweet voice:

"Miss, are you up?"

"Miss, look at this beautiful flower."

"Miss, what book are you reading, can you show Qian'er?"

"Miss…"

One by one, calling out the simple word "Miss" has completely different emotions, so that Fang Fei can't help but want to smile just hearing these two words.

So Fang Fei gradually forgot that Lin Qian was a crybaby when she was young.

I just remembered that Lin Qian was a person who loved to smile a lot, like the warm sun in early winter, just looking at her would make people feel warm in their hearts.

But now Lin Qian was crying, because she didn't want to worry her, so she forced a smile from the corner of her mouth.

But such a quiet appearance, trying to smile, made Fang Fei even more sad to see.

Qian'er, who loved to laugh when she grew up, was made to cry by her.

"Qian'er, you...why are you crying?"

As time goes by, the two of them who were children have grown up and are slim.

But one person was crying, and the other looked at it helplessly, not only the picture, but even the words that opened his mouth seemed to be the same as before.

Amidst the faint sound of the candle burning, the tearful Lin Qian blinked lightly, larger crystal clear teardrops slid down her eyes, but as if she didn't know anything, she just shook her eyes lightly. Shaking Fang Fei's clothes, idiotically, pitifully, clinging closer to Fang Fei.

"Miss, are you leaving Qian'er?"

No, it's not the same after all.

At the beginning, Lin Qian only dared to watch silently, trying to suppress her emotions, but as the years passed and the two became very close, Lin Qian could bravely express her emotions.