Become the favorite of the sickly lady

"Does the miss teach Qian'er how to practice calligraphy?"

Lin Qian, who had grown into a woman, knew nothing about Fang Fei's astonishment. Instead of moving, she raised her head higher, making her figure more slender, and bringing the distance between the two closer.

Fang Fei bit her lips lightly, her fingers twitched lightly, her eyelashes trembled and she dared not look at Lin Qian again:

"I'll teach you, Qian'er, stay away."

"Miss, you keep telling Qian'er to stay away, it's really sad."

The familiar faint medicinal fragrance was finally far away, but Lin Qian's tone was faint.

"No, I just..."

Fang Fei raised her lowered eyelids urgently, her soft words started and then stopped.

Lin Qian, who left from the desk, walked around the desk and stood by her side, finally getting away from the medicinal fragrance and getting closer, blending with her own medicinal fragrance without distinction.

"Miss, Qian'er will put away Miss Cousin's letter for you, so as not to get ink stains on it when you practice calligraphy later."

"it is good."

Lin Qian rolled up the sleeve of her right hand twice to avoid ink stains, but also revealed a section of her exceptionally fair skin lined with ink blue.

"Miss, I'm going to teach Qian'er how to write"

The plain white straw paper was slowly spread out in front of the desk, and the white wrist just kept shaking in front of Fang Fei, until now it just stopped on the right side.

"...Qian'er, how about we practice your name today?"

The plain white straw paper, Fang Fei's light-colored lips, who was sitting upright, bit her reddish lips, and the tips of her ears covered by her hair were also red, but the soft words were not in a hurry. Not revealing the slightest clue.

"Well, Qian'er has never learned how to write her own name."

In this life, Fang Fei taught Lin Qian how to recognize many characters, but it was the first time that she taught her to practice calligraphy seriously.

One is that Fang Feimo had thought about it, and the other is that Lin Qian is too busy.

Busy with Fang Fei, coaxing Fang Fei, studying medicine, taking care of Fang Fei, and occasionally worrying about other people's position in Fang Fei's heart.

Even with the blessing of memory, Lin Qian had been able to write her name up and down without any hindrance, but the response at this moment was a little aggrieved, but also confident.

"Qian'er, I was negligent."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there is still countless time in the future, the lady can teach slowly."

"Too."

Fang Fei, who was made to feel guilty by Lin Qian and comforted by coaxing, lightly dipped the ink that Lin Qian had just made, and slowly wrote two words on the plain straw paper:

Lin Qian

One stroke at a time, slowly and carefully.

One stroke at a time brings out emotion.

Lin Qian, who had been staring at Fang Fei the whole time, stopped the pen, and finally shifted her gaze to the paper, only to see the word "Lin Qian" on the paper seemed to jump out, quite charming, with a little understanding of the handwriting to bring out the She, who is in the way of Shen Yun and emotion, only felt happy in her heart, and tried her best to endure it, but she still couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth from slightly raised:

"Qian'er said that the handwriting written by the miss is the most beautiful, look at how beautifully the miss writes the name Qian'er!"

Because she was so happy, Lin Qian, who was still a step away from Fang Fei, moved forward again. While the clothes of the two were touching without knowing it, she stretched out her finger with her white wrist, and followed the The inkblots began to draw in detail:

"Wood grows in the forest of the forest, the shadows are sparse and the water is clear and shallow.

The lady explained Qian'er's name so nicely at the beginning, and now she writes it so nicely. "

The last stroke was finally drawn, and with a long breath, Lin Qian turned her head to look at Fang Fei with downcast eyes, her voice was soft but sweet.

"...Qian'er, let me teach you how to write. First, let's write your character Lin. Lin is composed of double trees, so you need to write first..."

Fang Fei's eyelashes trembled vigorously, and finally lifted them up slowly. Facing Lin Qian's eyes full of joy and satisfaction, she bit her lips lightly, and her face began to lighten. There was a blush.

It is beautiful and touching.

"Qian'er, try to write first."

Lin Qian, who had always known that her young lady was beautiful, only felt her heart skip a beat at this moment, so that she couldn't help being a little distracted. However, after she could write her own name, it was not difficult to pick up a pen to write now. Kankan wrote a stroke on the paper, with a slight movement of his heart, his hand trembled, and Lin, who was supposed to have a pen, turned into a crooked word.

"Qian'er, handwriting is like a person. Since we need to practice, we should practice well, so you should first write the strokes correctly, and then write again."

"Okay, miss."

Lin Qian seemed to be listening, responding, and writing seriously, but the Chinese character "Lin" was still crooked.

"It doesn't matter, it's the same as practicing calligraphy at the beginning, let's do it again."

"Okay, miss."

The word "Lin" on plain white grass paper continues to be out of shape.

Fang Fei always had countless patience with her close maid. Even if she repeated the simplest essentials of the word "Lin" over and over again, the seemingly intelligent Lin Qian couldn't figure it out. Looking at the weird "Lin" characters on the plain white straw paper, she was silent for a while, and when she looked up at Lin Qian again, she was gentle and patient again.

"Qian'er..."

"Miss."

Only this time, Lin Qian who listened to Fang Fei's words was not as quiet and silent as before, and actually interrupted directly.

"Um"

Fang Fei responded lightly, then turned her head to look at Lin Qian, with a little doubt in her eyes.

"Miss's teaching is fine, it's just that Qian'er is too stupid, and she can't learn it just like this.

I once heard that when my husband taught my daughter how to write when I was young, he would hold the pen in his hand and let the lady feel how to write. If the lady taught me the same way today, maybe I can feel where my problem is. "

Lin Qian's eyes were full of expectation, she bit her lips lightly, her fingers clenched tightly as if she didn't know what to do, and even her words became lower and lower.

"But…"

"It's fine if Miss doesn't want to, Qian'er is too stupid, maybe she shouldn't learn to practice calligraphy.

It's just that Qian'er really wants to have such good handwriting as Miss~"

"…it is good."

"Miss agrees~"

"Ah."

"Then let's not waste time, Miss Anqing, step back a little so that Qian'er can adjust her position."

Lin Qian, who was depressed, lost, and at a loss a moment ago, her eyes brightened slightly, her tone rose, and her body squeezed neatly in front of Fang Fei, holding the pen tightly.

"...Qian'er, you're coaxing me on purpose."

"how come

Qian'er has already stood up, please ask the lady to come closer and hold Qian'er's hand pen.

After Qian'er felt how to use the pen, her writing might look better in the future. "

Lin Qian, who had her back turned to Fang Fei, smiled silently. While replying, she tried her best to maintain a positive expression. After a few seconds, she turned her head slightly after adjusting her expression, gently raised her wrist holding the pen, and faced Fang Fei. Fei's eyes shook slightly.

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Fang Fei glanced at Lin Qian's larger white wrist, which was exposed by the sliding of the sleeve due to the elevation, and her breathing became a little quicker.

"Miss, are you okay?"

"Qian'er, put your hands down and turn your head away."

"The lady agreed"

"….Um."

"Okay, I'm ready, miss, teach me to practice calligraphy~"

Seeing Lin Qian who finally turned her back, the slight blush on Fang Fei's face deepened, and she slowly took a step forward. Reach out.

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Hee hee hee, full of warmth~ ambiguous~

感谢在2019-12-2009:15:13~2019-12-2116:59:58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 mines: 1 star;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of cold soul pipa and dream; 1 bottle of flower blooming light ink marks;

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