Become the favorite of the sick lady (Gl)

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No matter how much she is doing abroad, Fang Fei will always have a bit of childish anxiety in front of her parents, and she must be confirmed by Fang's father.

And regarding this point, Father Fang was always willing to obey.

But talking about this moment, today is almost the same.

Facing her father's approving expression, Fang Fei felt relieved and a little happy.

Perhaps it was because everything reported today was approved by Fang's father, and while she was happy, she, who seemed to be speaking seriously, couldn't help but get a little distracted.

Today looks like it will be earlier than the previous few days, will Qian'er, who is guarding the outer room, be a little surprised when she sees it?

Fang Fei's heart flashed vividly:

His eyes were slightly startled, his face was full of surprise and joy, and he called out in a deliberately long-tailed voice:

"Miss~"

A figure that belonged exclusively to Lin Qian.

Although because of what happened that day, Lin Qian's actions were too bold and completely exceeded Fang Fei's ability to bear, even after seven days, she felt ashamed just thinking about it, so that Lin Qian was really cold in the past few days.

But in this life, all the close things have only been done with one person, and I only want to do it with one person in the future.

How could it be possible for such a sharp-hearted person not to have a sense of existence all the time, reminding himself of his importance?

Look, it's just that such a gap has popped up, like that person is a rascal and powerful, and he is used to pretending to be pitiful.

Her heart was joyful, sweet and shy, but the words in her mouth remained unbroken. Fang Fei clenched her fists subconsciously. Seeing that Fang's father had the same expression, she cautiously looked out of the corner of her eye into the outer room.

Since Qian'er has a strong sense of presence, it's better to take a look at the real person.

Well, just a glance!

作者有话要说：嗷，日更好几天了呢～自豪脸^O^感谢在2020-02-18 22:10:33~2020-02-19 15:26:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 little peach leaf;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of small peach leaves;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 67

The weather outside the house is good, the sun is dazzling, the wind gently blows the branches and shakes, the yellow leaves are fluttering and falling, bringing the autumn wind and bleakness, the scenery is good.

Except for the greater climate change in the morning and evening, it is easy to make people's body resistance weaker, and autumn actually has a special flavor.

But what about Qian'er?

Compared with the dazzling sunlight in the house, Fang Fei's thoughts were a little distracted, but she quickly searched for it purposefully.

In fact, Lin Qian, who seemed to be following the rules outside the house, was always a bit cautious from the angle she stood.

"The place where Qian'er is standing is guaranteed to be visible to the young lady at a glance. This is a good position that Qian'er has carefully selected and selected after no less than a hundred times.

Don't you think it's great too? "

Although Lin Qian smiled with her habitual narrowness when she said this, just like that, whenever Fang Fei raised her head, she could see Lin Qian's figure, but today...

Fang Fei frowned slightly, originally she was just looking for someone from the corner of her eye, but at this moment she couldn't help raising her eyes and began to search carefully.

No, still no.

Where will Qian'er go?

The speed of the non-stop speech in the room gradually slowed down. Although the words did not convey the meaning, it was much different from before.

Fang's father, who was listening quietly, couldn't help looking at Fang Fei, feeling his gaze, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Fei'er, what's wrong?"

Fang Fei froze, her ears were reddish, her fingers clenched tightly, and she raised her eyes to look at Father Fang after a few seconds

"Father, the weather outside today is good, Mayfair..."

The words that I tried my best to hold on to myself really brought out a bit of guilty conscience.

But before the words were finished, Fang's father laughed, reached out and patted Fang Fei's shoulder lightly:

"The young man's disposition is out of control, can't sit still?"

It was rare for Fang's father to do such a kind gesture, and his face was full of kindness and ridicule.

Fang Fei accepted it obediently, but the fingers that were stirring together slowly relaxed, she breathed out silently, her face showed a bit of a little girl's charm:

"Father, Mo Xiaofeier~"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about being a father, but it's okay for Fei'er to be as good-natured as Yan.

You are also tired during this period, don't worry about the shop when you go back, just take a day off and go for a walk outside. "

"Yes, father."

"Go, go, father won't leave you anymore."

"Then Fei'er will leave first, and I will come to see my father tomorrow."

"it is good."

Fang Fei coquettishly said a few words to her father, because she couldn't see Lin Qian, her heart was anxious, and after politely leaving, her seemingly slow footsteps actually brought out a bit of anxiety.

There was wind outside the house, bringing with it a slight chill, Fang Fei couldn't help shivering slightly.

She was more afraid of the cold than ordinary people, but she knew that there was a cloak in the house, but she didn't want to go back to the house. She stomped her feet lightly, took a breath, and continued to walk quickly as she warmed her body.

Father Fang's yard is huge, with many flowers, plants and trees, but at the moment there is no one there, everything is very easy to see.

da da da~

The slightly noisy footsteps sounded very quickly, and then stopped very quickly. Fang Fei, who was breathing slightly fast, stood tall and looked up.

In the cool wind, the golden yellow leaves on the trees, fragmented or whole flowers are falling, bringing out the unique beauty of autumn.

Only a few meters away from Fang Fei, Lin Qian, whom she couldn't find no matter what, raised her head slightly, raised her arms, and opened her palm. A pale yellow petal fell onto that open palm at this moment.