Become the favorite of the sickly lady

In such a rush of time, it finally came to the day of the confession ceremony.

Early in the morning, Fang Mansion was bustling with activity.

It's just a maid who asks to be a foster daughter.

But when the owner pays attention to it, this trivial matter becomes extremely important.

And this kind of importance is only when the young lady of my own family performs the courtesy of Jiji.

"Qian'er, what's wrong?"

It was just dawn, but the candles in the room illuminated everything extremely brightly. Fang Fei, who was wearing a dark blue dress, raised her eyes slightly from behind Lin Qian, looked at the slightly dazed figure in the bronze mirror, and spoke softly.

Lin Qian came back to her senses, the warm candles were flickering, and the two women in the bronze mirror were very close, appearing very close.

"Miss, it always feels a little unreal."

Lin Qian stretched out her hand to hold her young lady's hand, and murmured.

Even though she has been rejoicing and working hard ever since she found out that Madam said that she would recognize her as a righteous daughter, and even made fun of her own lady many times because of this, but when this day really comes, even through the door, you can hear the hot words. The bustling voice, the sense of trance and unreality surged up instead, so that I felt inexplicably timid.

"I've been watching Qian'er's performance recently, it's pretty good.

And to be realistic…”

In the bronze mirror, Fang Fei's eyelashes trembled slightly, the bases of her ears were slightly flushed, but her toes were slightly raised, and she took the initiative to lean forward and kissed her lips lightly.

"In this way, Qian'er should have a sense of reality."

Because Lin Qian was about to recognize her relatives today, it was rare for Lin Qian to put on lip balm, but the color of her already pretty lips turned even redder, but now because of Fang Fei's kiss, some of the lip balm was stained, so that The lip color was a little lighter.

Lin Qian looked at the young lady in the mirror with her eyelids slightly lowered, wiping her lips with a veil.

The familiar sweetness spreads in my heart, but it instantly wipes out those unreal and trance in my heart.

"Miss~"

"Ah."

Holding the veil in her hand, Fang Fei paused for a moment, and finally raised her eyes slightly, but she was vaguely ashamed in the light of the water.

"Qian'er is going to go out later, Miss will put on makeup for Qian'er today, okay?"

Lin Qian didn't make the effort to turn her head, but in the bronze mirror, she was smiling, full of anticipation and cheerfulness.

The lip color between her lips hadn't been completely wiped off, but Fang Fei, whose face was blushing to meet Lin Qian's gaze, put down the veil and picked up the eyebrow pencil in front of the vanity mirror.

"I would like to."

Compared with the hustle and bustle outside, the inside of the house seemed very quiet.

The eyebrows are carefully drawn, the rouge is applied, and then the lip balm is applied, but it has its own tenderness and warmth.

The makeup that Lin Qian had sketched briefly was modified by Fang Fei, and the originally clear and beautiful face brought out a bit of dignity and magnificence.

"Qian'er, it's beautiful."

Fang Fei inserted a jasper-chan phoenix hairpin in a flying cloud slanting bun for Lin Qian, and took a step back slightly, her eyes revealing amazement.

Lin Qian looked at the woman who was shaking her hairpin in the bronze mirror, and slowly stood up, facing her young lady with a faint smile:

"Qian'er thinks so too."

The same slightly shameless words as usual, but under such makeup, it brings out a completely different charm.

Fang Fei couldn't help being slightly stunned, and with the sound of the hairpin shaking, Lin Qian came over and kissed her lightly.

The light-colored lip balm was stained again, but before Fang Feiduo could say anything, Lin Qian had already turned her head and walked forward slowly.

"Miss, it's getting late, Qian'er will go ahead."

The sun had gradually brightened at some point, her back was facing Lin Qian who was walking forward, her dark red clothes had faint gold threads, and the skirt was very long, as she walked forward, she walked slowly, the hairpin swayed gently, glowing faintly halo.

It's just a back view, but it has its own strength of character, which makes people's hearts sway.

Fang Fei slowly lowered the hand that was covering her lips, and unconsciously covered her chest and mouth.

thump thump~

Even though the two had been sharing the same bed for nearly ten years, her heartbeat was still racing because of a back view.

Qianer~

Fang Fei sighed lightly, looked at the figure who had already walked out of the room, seemed to be flooded by the sun, laughed silently, but also hurried to pack up.

***

"Now there is Lin Qian, a servant girl who sells Fang's house, in..."

The lead singer's voice was long and distant. Mrs. Fang and Father Fang sat in the main seat, and the next seat was her own lady who had just separated. The surrounding seats were also full, and those eyes were all looking at Lin Qian at the moment. .

In front of her own lady, she was still talking untruthfully, and Lin Qian, who was a little nervous, walked forward slowly on the red cloth and satin floor, with a reserved and natural expression, and swayed before walking.

The intensive training in the past month has been perfectly reflected at this moment.

Rao everyone knew that Lin Qian was just a servant girl of Fangfu.

At this moment, this demeanor and demeanor are no different from those of everyone's ladies.

Perhaps because of this, those eyes with inquiry, puzzlement, or other emotions became more and more scorching.

But Lin Qian has always been very steady.

Her lady is sitting in front.

From today onwards, she will have a new identity to accompany Miss Yu.

From today onwards, she will be able to help Miss even more.

what do others have to do with her

Yes, what to do with her!

"From now on, this woman will be cast off her slave status and become the foster daughter of the Fang family, who will share honor and disgrace with the Fang family in the future.

Miss Lin, please have some tea. "

"Yes.

Father...Mother...please drink tea. "

Lin Qian squatted down to take the teacup, and offered the tea to Fang and his wife respectfully.

Although it has been several months since they said they knew each other, it was the first time to call each other like this.

Lin Qian's ears were slightly reddened, but her cry was extremely steady.

As for the Fangs and his wife, who are more familiar with the Shen family, apart from a look of emotion in their eyes, it doesn't show at all on their faces.

"Qian'er has a heart."

Although the ceremony of recognizing relatives is cumbersome, it is almost the same after the tea is served.

But putting away the lipstick seal given by Fang's couple, Lin Qian looked at her young lady with a smile on her face, and a flash of emotion flashed in her heart, but she took the initiative to bring another cup of tea and handed it to Fang Fei.

"It was taken care of before.

In the future, I still hope...sister~sister~you have to be more considerate to me~sister~that is~”

According to her age, Lin Qian was older, but in terms of her status, her own daughter was of course higher.

Besides, to Lin Qian, it doesn't matter whether she is a sister or a sister, the most important thing is that she can finally call this name openly.

"cough~"

In just a split second, Fang Fei's ears turned red with a smile on his face, and he coughed softly. After a few seconds, he covered up his handkerchief and glared at Lin Qian with half-annoyance.

"Sister~sister~"

Lin Qian lowered her eyes slightly, as if in fear, but her words were as rippling as before.

"Fei'er, Qian'er, everyone is still waiting."

Although outsiders can't see the clues between the two of them, Mrs. Fang, who knows the real situation of the two, can't help but interrupt her, and her calm words are actually full of warnings.

"It's mother.

Sister, please drink some tea. "

Lin Qian became honest in an instant, and her words no longer deliberately teased~.

"Thank you...sister...sister..."

And even if Fang Fei didn't want to, she still had to take the cup of tea, took a sip, and uttered these two words with difficulty.

In order to show her honesty, Lin Qian lowered her head, and the corners of her lips held back, but she couldn't bear it no matter what.

Although it's just the word "sister", the young lady's name is really sweet.

And since there was the first time, there will naturally be a second and third time in the future...

Ahhh, I really look forward to it just thinking about it.

After the ceremony was over, Lin Qian, who was finally driven back to the yard by Mrs. Fang as an eyesore, didn't even take off her thick gown, and with slanted eyebrows, she leaned forward and spoke in front of her lady full of expectations.

"Sister, when will you call me sister?"

Fang Fei, who was blushing, didn't respond at first, but she saw Lin Qian who had completed the most important event in her life, approaching her energetically, with a look of not giving up until she reached her goal.

Fang Fei's lips moved a few times, just when Lin Qian thought that her young lady was finally softened by her.

Unexpectedly, a slender hand began to untie her clothes hurriedly.

what

"Miss"

As soon as she got excited, Lin Qian forgot the title she wanted to polish.

Fang Fei didn't reply.

But as the clothes were unbuttoned, the soft lips also kissed him with a touch of excitement.

Is the lady being forced by her "sister and sister"?

It's just that she's been hungry for a long time since she changed into this dress

Lin Qian, who hadn't lost her mind at first, was completely obsessed with the idea of ​​doubts in her heart.

"Sister, um"

"Huhu, you can also be a younger sister."

It never occurred to Lin Qian that after hearing her own lady say "little sister", the anxious lady was not in a hurry after she took off her clothes, but teased her condescendingly with blushing brows and eyes, The hoarse and soft voice carried unspeakable persecution.

"Being a sister, um"

"Woo... Miss... It's Miss..."

Lin Qian, who was so teased, looked at the extraordinarily domineering lady in front of her, endured and endured, but still couldn't help crying and begging for mercy.

Ruthless, Miss is so ruthless!

***

Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Qian leaned over to her young lady with a sore back and a sore back. She looked at the contented, shy and beautiful young lady of her own family. :

"Miss, even if you push Qianer again.

Qian'er's older sister or younger sister is also a must. "

Although Miss yesterday was extremely ruthless.

But if you think about it carefully, as long as your body can bear it, it will be a bit more interesting than before.

Well, if you really are a lady, you always have a different style worth discovering.

Just thinking about it is worth looking forward to.

"Qian'er, you..."

Fang Fei slowly turned her head to look at Lin Qian, the expression in her eyes was ashamed and complicated.

In the rising sun, Lin Qian, who was wearing long hair and a fluffy dress, bit her lip lightly, before she lifted her body, the traces on her fair skin were particularly vivid, but the expression on her face was unexpectedly Yes, I am looking forward to it again:

"Anyway, Qian'er likes to be an older sister~ or a younger sister~"

"..."

"Miss"

"elder sister"

"younger sister"

"...Qian'er, don't make trouble~"

"If Qian'er insists on making trouble."

"Then I'll just..."

"Just what"

"Oh... miss, Qian'er is wrong, I really know my mistake~

Not today...tomorrow...tomorrow Qian'er will have a rest. "

……

The years are long, no matter how the passage of time, some things cannot be changed.

For example, Lin Qian likes to challenge her own limits.

I like to watch the lady being pushed to the extreme by myself.

I also like to seize any opportunity to get together with my young lady.

But in the passage of time.

She and the young lady will eventually lose their youth, wrinkles will gradually appear, and gray hair will suddenly grow.

but what does it matter

Let the time pass.

The two are gray-haired and entered the same tomb together, isn't it also a great joy in life

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