Become the favorite of the sick lady (Gl)

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Yes, it's all right.

Although it was uncomfortable when she coughed, she had been sick since she could remember, and she was used to it. On the contrary, her mother always looked guilty and restless.

In order not to disturb her rest, the mother gave the medicine herself and left.

In the quiet room, Fang Fei was tightly wrapped in a quilt, covered the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, swallowed a cough, and her eyes were slightly dazzled.

But a close maid?

Always pay her?

The speed of mother's selection was faster than expected. In just half a month, six maidservant candidates had already been found.

It was rare for Fang Fei to get up early in the morning. Looking at the faintly pale complexion in the bronze mirror, she pondered for a while, and went to the cabinet to pick out the most colorful red dress and put it on.

Against the backdrop of red, the person in the bronze mirror looks good even if his complexion is slightly pale.

Fang Fei slightly bent her eyes.

"May'er, you look good in this outfit.|"

"Thank you mom for the compliment.

Mother…."

"What's wrong, Phil?"

"The maids chosen by the mother...are they all voluntary?"

"Of course, the Fang family treats the servants seriously, and even if it is sold, the servant girl will give her a salary.

Thirdly, as Fei'er's personal servant girl, she was considered superior to others, and the cost of food and clothing was something they never dared to think about before.

Mayfair needn't worry. "

"That…"

"what happened?"

There was a breeze blowing over, Fang Fei felt a chill all over her body, couldn't help coughing again with a tickle in her throat, felt her mother pat her back gently to slow down her movements, she shook her head lightly, lightly laugh:

"It's nothing, Mayfair is just looking forward to it."

"That's right, our Mayfair is just a little girl, so it's inevitable that there will be expectations when I choose it myself."

"Ah."

The so-called personal maids are just a group of little girls, six to nine years old, with double buns and brand-new maid clothes. Although they are a little thin, they all look healthy.

"Slaves see Miss."

"Excuse me, raise your heads."

"Yes, ma'am."

Amidst Qiqi's response, the six-year-old girl with a round face on the far right became nervous and almost fell. At that moment, her dark eyes opened wide, and tears were about to fall in her eyes. Like a catastrophe.

She is not that terrible, and she will not be punished for this kind of thing.

But Fang Fei didn't have time to speak, the tallest, darkest and thinnest girl next to her bit her lips lightly, but her hand firmly supported the girl.

He was obviously afraid, but he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Fang Fei, but the movements of his hands were extremely steady.

Inexplicably cute.

After about two breaths, the mother asked softly.

"Fair, is there anyone you like?"

"Well, yes, it's her."

Fang Fei leaned back slightly tired, and pointed at the girl.

Among the six girls, that girl was the oldest, not the prettiest, nor the sharpest mouthed, except for the impulsive support just now, she was the most steady.

But at this moment, when he heard Fang Fei's words, his body couldn't help shaking, and he raised his eyes slightly.

The sun was shining brightly today, and there seemed to be birds chirping faintly, which was very pleasant.

Quietly sitting up straight, with her legs close together, Fang Fei met those black eyes without avoiding, and smiled lightly:

"You will be my personal maid from now on, what's your name?"

Realizing that Fang Fei was looking at her, those eyes quickly drooped down again, and her reply was more polite than before:

"Slave Lin Qian, thank you miss for your love."

"The trees are born in the forest, the shadows are sparse and the water is clear and shallow. The name your father chose is very nice, and the intention is also very good."

"...Thank you miss."

With such a nice name, and such a nice deliberation, why did Lin Qian clenched her hands into fists after she spoke, and spoke in a low voice as if she was enduring something?

Seeing Lin Qian's little movements clearly, Fang Fei was puzzled, but in the end she didn't ask any more questions.

Pick a good girl, and today's business will be over.

And from that day on, Lin Qian became her personal maid.

Mother once suggested that a few more maids should accompany her so as not to be lonely.

Fang Fei refused.

After all, life in her mansion is too boring.

She has to sleep for an hour in the afternoon, otherwise her energy will be weak, she will fall asleep at night when it gets dark, and she will have a minor illness at three or five o'clock, unable to catch the wind, catch the cold, or go hiking.

Although Fang Fei has been used to it since she was a child.

But as her personal servant girl, from the moment she was with her, she didn't hesitate to be locked in this small courtyard.

It's so boring!

The author has something to say: Well, I suddenly want to write about my previous life, cough~ I must be too tired~

我们来写写暗恋的那些萌动，也会美美哒，嘿嘿嘿。感谢在2020-03-05 09:58:10~2020-03-08 12:12:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 12 for Niuniu; 1 for Xiao Taoye;

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

Chapter 80

Time always passed quickly inadvertently, and Lin Qian had been by Fang Fei's side as a personal maid for more than half a year.

The branches and leaves are green, the flowers are in full bloom in spring, and the temperature is suitable. It is the best season for Fang Fei's body.