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Chapter 307 The Sick Young Master Falls in Love with Me (13)

Liyue quickly stood up and put on her shoes.

Because she had already heard the footsteps approaching gracefully and slowly.

As soon as he walked to the door and opened the door, he saw Kang Jingfan dressed in white with gold embroidered cuffs, low-key and grand, luxurious and classy.

He held a gift box in his left hand, looked at her peacefully, and joked, "The ears are still sharp."

Li Yue quickly knelt down and saluted, "Hi, young master."

"I hope you are sincere." Kang Jingfan said as he stepped into the room.

Li Yue didn't understand why he said that, after all, she had no grievances with him, so how could she not wish him a better life?

So she got up slowly, and said sincerely, "Master, are you kidding me? This servant is naturally sincere."

"Did I wake you up?" Kang Jingfan put the things on the table, looked back at Liyue, and said in a deep tone.

Holding her breath in her heart, Li Yue quickly squatted down, "It's the servant girl who is being reckless."

Kang Jingfan sat on the upper seat, as if discussing the weather, and said casually, "The things on the table are for you, the young master's shoes, you have to work hard, you know? What have you done all day, give it to the young master and me." Say it."

Liyue pursed her lips and said truthfully, "I've been lying down all day."

Kang Jingfan's eyes were heavy, "You have to be more proactive when promising this young master, you know?"

Li Yue nodded, "I'm not feeling well, I'll start doing it tomorrow, young master don't worry."

Kang Jingfan frowned slightly, "Did you see the doctor?"

Or was bullied by someone?
Thinking of this, Kang Jingfan's black eyes were filled with sea waves.

Liyue didn't raise her head, so she didn't see his expression. She said, "It's all trivial matters. You don't need to see a doctor. The place that was hit yesterday is much better today. I think it will be cured if I take care of it."

Kang Jingfan felt relieved and a little proud.

This plaster is worth a lot of money, but it’s so good that it turns out to be a ghost!

"I have dinner tonight, young master. Go change into nice clothes and go out with me." Kang Jingfan tapped the tip of his index finger on the table and said calmly.

"Yes." Liyue nodded, got up and walked back to the room.

She looked at her cabinet, selecting and checking one by one, and then she was a little surprised.

Forgive her for being dull before, so that she only noticed now that her clothes were too unlike those worn by servants.

The slaves don't dress as well as their masters, and this is the basis for distinguishing their identities at a glance.

In some mansions, people directly unify their clothes, but the Kang mansion is fine, there is no special requirement.

But their clothes will not be too fancy, nor will they be of good quality. At most, those with high status will have one or two good clothes.

Most of her clothes are elegant and fresh in color, which is Kang Liyue's favorite color and style.

The fabric is quite good, Liyue knows this, and everyone in the mansion knows it.

But there are only a few clothes that are relatively bright and atmospheric. As a former empress dowager, she still has the eyesight to see that they are the best Gongbu.

So does that guy Kang Jingfan have any brains?

What should I do if someone finds out that such a good material is used to make clothes for Kang Liyue?
What will others think then?
Or does he think Kang Liyue doesn't like this style, so he won't wear it?

Ah……

Kang Jingfan is not only smart and powerful, but also moody and unpredictable. His thoughts are hard to guess, and he can't even understand the subtleties.

She was suddenly desperate.

Sure enough, the task of multiplying points is really difficult.

brain burn.

Bullying her low intelligence, unhappy.

Afraid that Kang Jingfan would wait for a long time, Liyue followed Kang Jingfan's dress, and changed into a pure white top with ivy flowers outlined, matched with a dark green pleated skirt, a pair of dark green shoes, and green osmanthus earrings, and went out.

　Well, finished writing, Merry Christmas, I am going to sleep, because Santa Claus dare not come in because the lights are on, for fear of frightening me.

　　I'm really looking forward to his gift, cuties should go to bed early, staying up late is not good for your health.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)