Become the favorite of the sickly lady

Fang Fei's breath was stagnant, her hand holding the swing was tight, and she bit her lips lightly. Her dark eyes shone with light, and after a few seconds, her eyelids trembled slightly, and she quickly dodged away without even looking at Lin Qian. up.

The warm-colored wind makes the fragrance of the flowers stronger, bringing out an inexplicable intoxicating breath.

The hem of the skirt fluttered, the hair fluttered softly, and when they lowered their heads and turned their heads, the two people who were also slightly flushed looked as good-looking as a painting.

But the person who is one of the protagonists has an unclean mind.

"Tsk~"

Lin Qian clicked her tongue in distress.

Although it is broad daylight and in the yard, but there is no one, what does it matter?

Kissing the young lady while playing on the swing, the young lady is also very happy~

Lin Qian, an expert at turning black and white in everyday life, muttered in a low voice:

"Miss, you are not nice to Qian'er at all."

"squeak~"

The swing made another slight sound, and Lin Qian, who had just sat down, turned over, and before her lady could speak, she was already sitting on her lap.

Thin skirts and shirts in summer are not effective in covering up, and the warm temperature of the skin is clearly conveyed.

The temperature and weight forced Fang Fei to turn her head, but Lin Qian lowered her head slightly, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

At some point, the neat front of the clothes became looser, so that when Lin Qian lowered her head, her fair skin and her bellyband were revealed.

"Shallow~"

With an embarrassing and helpless voice, Fang Fei seemed to turn her head, but her eyes seemed to be staring at the fair skin in front of her eyes uncontrollably.

Look, the lady really said no, but she really wanted it in her heart.

Lin Qian tentatively moved, and after confirming that her lady was not uncomfortable bearing her own weight, she moved lightly again, deliberately teasing, that hand seemed to inadvertently tug at her clothes, her skin It showed more, and Hu Lan's bellyband also showed more shyly.

"squeak~"

The swing began to sway gently due to inertia, the force was not great, but it made each other's skirts sway gently, touching silently, the smooth long hair fell down, touching the skin as if nothing, Lin Qian lowered her body again, warm The breath was spraying, and the slightly parted red lips wanted to touch.

"Miss, you really don't want to kiss Qian'er?"

In terms of how to tease my young lady out of proportion, Lin Qian's skill is also increasing with the passage of time.

"Qian'er, you~"

In a very low voice with the utmost restraint, facing the charming and bewildered Lin Qian in front of her, Fang Fei's eyes were dimmed, and the corners of her eyes were slightly flushed, and finally she couldn't restrain herself anymore and kissed her.

The touch of soft lips brings a sense of intimacy.

But it's just touching.

My young lady is actually ashamed.

Lin Qian hummed dissatisfiedly, and stretched out her hand to pinch her lady's soft earlobe. In the warm and soft touch, she unreservedly stuck out her tongue and tip, entangled to deepen the kiss.

"squeak~"

"squeak~"

The lips and teeth are intertwined, and the saliva is shared.

No matter how hard it is to restrain the movements of the two who kissed passionately, the swing forced to bear the weight of the two began to make several sounds, like strange accompaniment music.

"Shallow~"

The fierce kiss finally came to an end, and Fang Fei, who finally became more enthusiastic, was ashamed again, her fingers clenched the Qiujie rope at a loss, trying to escape.

"Qian'er hasn't kissed Miss enough, how can she leave~"

Amidst the slightly hoarse voice, Lin Qian, whose eyes were beginning to show water, reached out and grabbed Fang Fei's hand. Facing the shy eyes that wanted to speak, she gasped, smiled, and pulled hard.

When my young lady was dragged and sat on her unsuspectingly, and she froze uncomfortably, she wrapped her slender waist with one hand and exerted a little force between her hands to ensure that her young lady could not escape. The red lips kissed her again.

This time, without waiting for the kiss to turn into a passionate kiss, the lips began to slide down gently, savoring my young lady in the small space of the swing.

"Qian'er~ here is..."

"What does it matter?"

"But…"

"Miss, you smell so good."

"Huhu~Qian'er~"

"squeak~"

"Well... miss, what is this?"

"Hoo hoo ~

Qian'er, you will mess around. "

Fang Fei was finally teased by Lin Qian to the point of losing her composure, and she took the initiative to sit on Lin Qian's lap while her words seemed to be anger, but she took the initiative to sit on Lin Qian's lap. over.

In broad daylight, the world was bright and clear, and with the subtle arc of the swing and the pitiful "creaking" sound, the courtyard became quiet again.

But with the passage of time, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, the sound of rapid breathing, and the occasional slight sound of water, even the air is inexplicably sweet.

The cool morning sun began to heat up. Lin Qian panted contentedly, and looked at the young lady who was sweating faintly on her forehead and looked very good. Finally, she lost the strength to tease her.

The young lady of her family was really ashamed, but at the same time she was very enthusiastic in an unfamiliar scene.

"Miss, Qian'er will serve you in the shower."

"Qian'er, you... still have strength?"

Fang Fei hesitated for a while, her face was shy and her words were hesitant.

The position of the swing is too small, and the position is a little hard, plus a little movement will cause the swing to shake slightly, so that the physical strength expended in this square inch is doubled.

"when…."

Lin Qian, who was self-confident and strong, didn't think anything of it at first, but with the posture of wanting to get up, she swallowed those words silently.

The lady must be too enthusiastic!

So her physical strength is a little bit worse than expected~

Can't get up at all!←_←

But in the hot summer, after such nonsense for a while, the body is full of sweat, and the whole person looks sticky.

Lin Qian sat for a while, but still felt uncomfortable and twisted her body, and said to her daughter tentatively:

"Why don't Miss help Qian'er take a shower?"

"…it is good."

"what?"

My lady actually agreed.

In the narrow bathroom, she slowly untied the blouse for the young lady. The young lady's face was glowing, but because she promised to take a bath for her, she had to walk on the skin with her soft hands.

"Qian'er, is this okay?"

"Do you want to wash here too?"

"Do you want...heavier?"

The curling heat slowly rose, and the clothes that belonged to the lady were also soaked in water.

that picture...

Definitely looking forward to it! !

Lin Qian was excited, and when she tried to get up and failed again, those thoughts stopped crying again.

The young lady's promise now is really intentional, because she can't do anything now.

"Qian'er, come~"

Fang Fei slightly raised her eyes, her moist eyes were gentle but with a hint of a smile, she gently waved towards Lin Qian.

"...Miss supports Qian'er, huh~"

***

When the two of them showered and came back to the courtyard, an hour had passed. The loveless Lin Qian quickly made mung bean cakes to clear away the heat.

The mung bean cake was divided into two portions, Lin Qian's cake was kept on ice for an hour, while my lady's cake was only frozen for a quarter of an hour.

Although there is nothing to love in life, it is also very comfortable to eat the cold mung bean cake in the hot summer.

After she was full, Lin Qian quietly accompanied the young lady to read the account book, and she did her embroidery patiently. In the afternoon, she accompanied her young lady to rest for a while.

Except for the heat, summer seems to be the same as any other time in the past.

And since discovering the wonderful scene of the swing, Lin Qian worked on making the swing thicker and wider on the second day, making sure that two people could sit together, and they could hug each other without making strange noises. .

"Qian'er, this swing..."

"Miss, after Qian'er is done, you can play on the swing together.

It doesn't make any strange noises either, even if someone outside the courtyard sticks to the corner to listen, they won't hear anything. "

"..."

Fang Fei, who was about to step forward to help, was so blushed that she didn't even dare to look directly at the swing.

But on the second day after the swing was ready, Lin Qian pestered her own lady to try out the effect of the new version of the swing.

very good.

The experience is better.

The widened swing also made Lin Qian's legs go from limp in an hour to being able to last for an hour and a half, which was a great sense of accomplishment!

From that day on, Lin Qian's love for swings became better day by day, and Fang Fei would never play on swings like before.

In summer, the two always go out every now and then:

Choose a new location to open a store.

Go and see how the original shop is doing, whether the shop assistants are cunning, whether the goods in the shop are popular, and whether there are some more popular products.

Occasionally, I have to go to the store where I bought the goods to see if the store has shoddy the goods.

If you want to prosper, you can't let go of business affairs, and even if all the managers are extremely loyal, there are always many places that Fang Fei needs to manage in such a large Fang family.

If winter is the season when the two spend the longest time in Fangfu because of the severe cold, then summer is the season when the two go out the most.

In summer, even with ice cubes in the carriage, it is extremely hot. For Lin Qian, who is afraid of heat, a one-hour journey in the carriage will always cause sweat on her forehead.

Fang Fei can't help but feel pity when she sees it:

"Qian'er, if you are tired, why don't you rest in Fangfu today?"

"As a personal maid, even if the lady is out on errands, the reason why the maid is in the mansion."

"But…"

"Miss, if you really feel sorry for Qian'er, why don't you kiss Qian'er~

Compared to Qian'er who is so afraid of the heat, the lady never even breaks a sweat, and Miss Xiangbi's kisses must have special effects to cool off the heat. "

"No nonsense."

"Whether Qian'er is talking nonsense, Miss will find out after trying it."

Although the summer was indeed a little hot for Lin Qian, but after making enough iced food to cool off the heat, and being able to change venues to make trouble with the young lady when she was busy, this summer was really not difficult to bear.

Perhaps because she felt sorry for Lin Qian's fear of heat, Fang Fei actually agreed to Lin Qian's request after a lunch break one day.

My young lady blushed from being fed, frowned slightly, and begged softly for mercy, but she was still forced to accept the feeding.

The scene was even more beautiful than imagined, which made Lin Qian feel that this summer was very enjoyable.

Autumn is coming again before you know it. When you open the window early in the morning, you can always see fallen leaves all over the ground, bringing out a little bit of the bleakness of autumn.

Fang Fei, who had put on a skirt early, still got up early every day, but Lin Qian began to like to stay in bed. When she woke up, all she could see was her own lady sitting by the window, reading with a scroll.

The autumn colors outside the window always set off the tranquility and beauty of my young lady.

Looking at it like that, the last trace of Lin Qian's drowsiness will recede.

Miss is really a wonderful wake-up artifact.

Xu Shi knew that Lin Qian loved to sleep, and Fang Fei was always very focused in the morning.

After quietly admiring it for a while, I still didn't disturb my lady at all.

Lin Qian rolled her eyes and suddenly had a new thought.

The thin quilt was gently lifted, and she went directly to the ground barefoot.

Accompanied by the slightly cool touch of the ground, Lin Qian walked lightly behind her young lady, and directly covered her eyelids with her hand.

"Guess who I am?"

The deliberately low voice was serious.

The long and narrow eyelashes trembled slightly, causing a trace of itching in the palm of the hand, until the itching slowly spread to the heart.

Fang Fei, who was holding the book in her hand, didn't know anything. She tried her best to purse her mouth, but failed in the next second.

"Qian'er, are you awake?"