Become the favorite of the sickly lady

"Knock Knock~"

There was a clear and crisp knock on the door, Fang Fei exhaled silently, tried to suppress the inexplicable and fast-paced heartbeat, blocked the hole with a small brick, turned her head to look in the direction of the door, and gently Open slowly:

"Qian'er, come in."

"Yes, ma'am."

There is only one wall between me and my mother, and after I have personally tested the sound insulation effect of this wall, it is necessary to make such a pretense.

Looking at the figure who slowly opened the door and walked in, Fang Fei pursed her lips lightly, and did not speak, but her eyes revealed gentleness.

Although the voice cannot be expressed, the expression cannot be seen.

Lin Qian's reckless approach disrupted Fang Fei's original plan.

But as soon as she thought of the appearance of Lin Qian who was looking for her urgently, the sweetness in her heart began to pervade.

The door opened and closed gently.

Lin Qian, who came slowly through the door, turned around, and in the darker light than the next room, her eyes were still very beautiful.

And Xu is because of the peace of mind, the sweat on the forehead has collected, and even the face that was faintly pale before has also returned to rosy.

Although her hair was a little disheveled, Lin Qian standing in front of her was still slim and handsome.

"Qian'er met Miss."

The neutral voice carried faint respect, but also faint intimacy, and in just one sentence, the identity distance between the close maid and the young lady was just right.

Fang Fei, who was caught in the lover's eyes without realizing that there was a demon of Xi Shi, blinked her eyes lightly, and a bit of astringency slowly surfaced in her extremely sweet heart.

"Qian'er, you..."

"What's your order, miss?"

It was still the same respectful and vaguely intimate words as before.

Fang Fei frowned slightly, and bit her lips lightly.

The pretentious distance between the two people's words is to prevent the mother and those men who are separated by a wall from finding out the clues between the two.

But Lin Qian, who was always in love with her and wanted to cling to her body, had already closed the door, but still stood at the door.

Not one step is close.

Obviously won't be seen.

Obviously there is no need to keep a distance.

Qian'er is still like this, why?

"Miss?"

Because of the silence in the room, Lin Qian lowered her head slightly, as if to see clearly why the silence was.

But under the cover of half-bright light, Fang Fei couldn't see the color in Lin Qian's bright and beautiful eyes just now.

Subconsciously, Fang Fei silently clenched the hand covered in the sleeve, and the well-maintained fingers touched the palm of the hand, bringing a faint pain.

Pain?

That's right, during the conversation with my mother before, in order to restrain my emotions, the palm of my hand had already been pierced.

Thinking vaguely like this in her heart, Fang Fei looked at Lin Qian who couldn't see her expression clearly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a sense of grievance in her eyes.

The grievance was actually stronger than being forced to come with the mother to meet these strange men who obviously didn't want to come.

How can Qian'er keep a distance!

Obviously feeling the pain between her hands, Fang Fei's fingers became stronger and stronger, and the light biting lips lost their strength without knowing it, biting the whole red lips slightly white.

"Dah~

Da~"

Slow and rhythmic footsteps sounded.

Fang Fei raised her eyes in a daze, and was a little shocked to find that the figure keeping a distance was already standing in front of her.

In the half-bright light, Lin Qian lowered her head even more, her disheveled hair fell lightly, her black eyes were slightly gloomy, but she was quickly overwhelmed by helplessness and indulgence.

"Qian'er hasn't had time to be wronged yet, why did Miss get wronged instead?"

A slight sigh was accompanied by contradictory tones that seemed a little unwilling but forced to compromise.

A hot finger pressed between the soft lips.

Fang Fei, who was still aggrieved just a moment ago, was breathless, and her earlobes burned uncontrollably.

"Oh~ Miss~"

Amidst the chuckle that filled her chest and chest, Lin Qian tilted her head slightly, breathing intentionally onto the delicate earlobe in front of her eyes, and slowly bowed her head amidst the redness that dyed the entire earlobe in transparent red. He took a hard bite, but before Fang Fei let out a low breath, that light bite turned into an extremely gentle lick and poke.

The author has something to say: Lin Qian: Today is another day when I can't get angry with Miss, hum!