Become the favorite of the sick lady (Gl)

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Clueless and cute.

Obviously, she didn't understand why Lin Qian would do this.

A little overstepped, and she actually acted like a young lady again.

Lin Qian gently rubbed the back of Fang Fei's hand with some attachment, lowered her head, and suppressed all the wetness and shame in her eyes.

"Miss, stop talking, Qian'er already knows."

"then you…."

Lin Qian, who was half kneeling, stepped closer to Fang Fei. After restraining her emotions, she gently put Fang Fei's hand into the quilt and tucked it in. She turned her head slightly to look at Fang Fei and smiled.

"Qian'er was just thinking about Miss Biao's pretending to be calm and running away, but in fact she wanted to laugh because she looked like she was being hit by her. She was afraid that she would see the joke if she laughed out loud, so she didn't speak."

"is that so"

"Ah."

"Then you are not unhappy?"

"At the beginning, Miss Biao was a little unhappy when she said something, but then she won't be unhappy, because Miss is so cruel."

"Not anymore, it's just because I've been in the house for a long time and learned more."

"Anyway, Miss is very experienced."

"Qian'er...I'm tired, I'm asleep."

"Okay, Qian'er is waiting behind the curtain, the lady wakes up and calls Qian'er."

"it is good."

***

The last candle was extinguished, and amidst the subtle sound of charcoal fire was the slow breathing that came through the curtain very quickly.

The lady was really tired, so she slept deeply.

Miss is still a child.

Therefore, a young lady who is a child should also have some happiness that belongs to a child.

Lin Qian quietly leaned against the curtain, wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

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If the girls gain weight, An An will not want to update anymore. It's cold, and the warm bed is the kingly way!

Chapter 12

"Can Xing'er accompany Miss for dinner today?"

"Qian'er, are you tired?"

"A little."

"Well, while I am with my father and mother for dinner, Qian'er, take a good rest."

"Thank you ma'am."

Shen time.

Seemingly tired, Lin Qian stood facing Xing'er and went out together with the young lady. Under Xing'er's subconscious gaze, she blinked lightly, showing a kind of tacit understanding between the two.

"Myolie, what's so happy about it?"

"No...no, it's just because I can go out with Miss today."

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, but I always feel that since Qian'er came, you are all used to coaxing me."

...

The door was closed, and the words belonging to Miss and Xing'er gradually blurred until they were completely inaudible.

Lin Qian carefully leaned against the door and listened secretly for a while. After confirming that the lady had gone far away, her sleepy expression instantly became extremely energetic.

"Wow~"

With a slightly dull sound, Lin Qian sprinted up and down carrying a lot of things to the side room very quickly, with her sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing a white and tender wrist, and quickly turned the pile over. Find and classify.

There is nothing particularly valuable in this pile, red, green, blue...all kinds of scraps of cloth, as well as bottles and jars of different sizes that are not used on weekdays, are all things to be discarded, but At that time, Lin Qian didn't know what was out of her mind, so she secretly stayed behind.

So at that time, she had a premonition that one day she would use it?

After spending a little time sorting them into categories, Lin Qian gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and chuckled silently.

It was at least two hours before the young lady returned to the room. Lin Qian first drew aside the tightly drawn curtains, opened the windows slightly, and let the room that had been closed for a day get some air. In front of things, he was busy fiddling with embroidery thread and scissors.

The bright candlelight was blown by the cold wind and swayed gently. Lin Qian lightly collected the last thread on the peach-red cloth without looking carefully, and directly wrapped the cloth on a palm-sized bottle. The bottle was tightly wrapped, and the ordinary bottle was replaced with a new peach red dress. In the middle was a simple but naive fish. The whole bottle looked cute and festive.

And this is just the beginning.

Small fish, apricot blossoms, butterflies, grass with fluffy fruits....

Each piece of rags is rusted with the most suitable and uncomplicated pattern, but when such rags are matched with patterns to fit on the bottle, what initially looked like a messy pile turned into ten Different sizes, but without exception, very pleasing bottles.

After the bottle was finished, Lin Qian just fiddled with it lightly and didn't stop. It was still rags, but this time, she twisted the rags into a thick twist, just a few breaths, red, green, Blue, light white, dark blue, all the thickness of the fingers are made of cloth rubbed into circles, and the circles are ready.

Ten bottles, six circles, enough for one lady.

Lin Qian let out a sigh of satisfaction, and looked up at the sky. The moon was just beginning to rise, and it was almost time for the young lady to come back.

Close the windows, draw the curtains, lay out the quilts, and cook the soup...

Lin Qian gently patted her sore back, skillfully doing the preparations for the young lady's return.

***

Xushi

Being served by Lin Qian and drinking the doctor's bitter medicine to recuperate her body, Fang Fei swallowed the apricot fruit and wiped away the fishy smell in her throat, when Lin Qian asked softly: