Become the favorite of the sickly lady

Fang Fei blinked her eyes, feeling a little dazed.

Lin Qian happily picked up the bottle with the collar and handed it to Fang Fei, she was happier than she was wearing it.

"Miss, here is your prize.

It's too bad, the bottle made by Qian'er will be gone if the lady puts it on a few times. "

Even the words that should be troubled like this bring out the sweetness happily.

The bottle in Fang Fei's sleeve was wrapped in light green cloth, and there were grasses with fluffy fruits rusted on it. The lines were not complicated, but the fluffy fruits were very easy to touch at first sight.

Fang Fei bit her lip lightly, stretched out her hand and slowly touched the fruit embroidered with embroidered thread, she could feel the soft fluffy touch with her soft fingertips, as if there was really a small fruit on her finger same as above.

"Qian'er, how did you embroider, how does it feel so real?"

"Miss, it will be yours from now on, you can think about it slowly, do you want to do it again now, or Qian'er first?"

Facing Fang Fei's eyes full of thirst for knowledge, Lin Qian took out the ferrule from the mouth of the bottle and stuffed the bottle into Fang Fei's arms with a cheeky smile.

Fang Fei carefully picked up the bottle in her bosom, looked carefully and found that it was not bumped, then exhaled softly, put the bottle by her side, and looked up to say something, but she saw Lin Qian continued to laugh. Recklessly shaking the circle.

Fang Fei was silent for a while, then let out a shallow breath.

"Let me do it, Mr. said, let's go all out, and then decline, and then exhaust, I will try to see if it will be like this."

Fang Fei, who wanted to verify the teacher's words, tried it for more than half an hour in the bright candlelight.

"Miss, it's getting late, Xing'er and I will embroider a few more patterns tomorrow, when we play together, it should be more interesting."

"…All right."

Fang Fei, who was persuaded by Lin Qian to finally rest, was lying on the warm quilt. She was so sleepy that she wanted to close her eyes, but when she saw Lin Qian being tidied up, her brows and eyes were slightly raised. :

"Qian'er, I am very happy today."

After saying these words, Fang Fei, who was holding on, fell into a deep sleep very quickly.

Lin Qian, who was busy tidying up, had light sweat stains on her forehead. At this moment, she paused in her footsteps and turned her head after a few seconds of hesitation. Looking at Fang Fei, who was sleeping soundly while the candlelight was flickering, her eyes curled up in incomparable satisfaction:

"Miss, I am also very happy, very very happy~"

***

Fang Shiyan was hit hard by Fang Fei's quiet and quiet play, but she was better than her in every way.

After a full seven days, Fang Qiaoshi, the third cousin of the Fang family, came to visit with her father, and she was relieved.

If it is said that Fang Shiyan and Fang Fei only meet each other in a year or two, she and Fang Qiaoshi only see each other in a few months. Now when the elders are chatting, Fang Shiyan and Fang Qiaoshi play together in an instant.

Compared to Fang Shiyan who is lively and playful, Fang Qiaoshi is calm.

Female workers, thorns, and chess, but the seven-year-old Fang Qiaoshi can do everything.

Originally, Fang Shiyan was just chatting with Fang Qiaoshi, but somehow she remembered the scene seven days ago.

"Sister Qiaoshi, you and your uncle came here, you must have never met Cousin Shiyan, right?"

"Well, it's not too late. My father said that Cousin Shiyan has not been in good health for the past two days. I have time to wait. Let me go to see her with them."

"Oh, don't bother, I know where Cousin Shiyan is, I'll take you there."

"This…"

"It's okay, Cousin Shiyan is very talkative, and Cousin Shiyan is amazing, no matter if she's a female worker, she can play chess or play chess, she can do everything."

Fang Shiyan, who was smiling with crooked eyebrows, looked like Rong Yan, Fang Qiaoshi, who was still hesitant, frowned slightly, but agreed instantly.

"In this case, let's take a look at Cousin Shiyan together."

"Ah."

The two reported to their parents, but each took their maids and walked directly towards Fang Fei's yard.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of other places, the place where Fang Fei's courtyard is located is obviously much quieter. The two of them stepped into the courtyard with light steps without knowing it. And excited voice.

"Qian'er, do you see how many I have set up?"

"Six."

"What about Xing'er?"

"Five."

"Myolie, can you admit defeat?"

"Xing'er was just the last one who didn't throw it away properly, if you give Xing'er another chance, she will definitely catch it."

"Qian'er, look at Xing'er playing tricks again."

"Miss, why does Qian'er remember that the lady in front also..."

"Qian'er!"

"Yes, yes, Qian'er didn't say anything."

Such words have no beginning and no end, but inexplicably bring out indescribable humor.

Fang Fei, who was quiet and orderly when we met last time, sounds extraordinarily lively at this moment, and she doesn't seem to be in poor health at all.

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Caught a cold, only a few updates (>_<)