Become the favorite of the sickly lady

That voice was clear but with a bit of naive complaint, it was an attitude that only towards the closest people.

But just this one sound, Fang Fei, who was finally coaxed to be bolder, instantly looked like a frightened cat, her eyes widened slightly, her bright red face turned pale slightly, her lips widened slightly, and her hands were also exerting force Clenched until slightly whitish.

Very pathetic.

Lin Qian, who couldn't bear to open her eyes, stretched out her hand and grasped the hand that was trying to escape, and patiently opened the fingers, feeling the slight wetness in the palm of her hand. Looking up at this appearance, the smile in her eyes After retreating for most of the time, the heartache and worry spread, and the voice became lower and softer:

"Miss, did Qian'er scare you?

Actually, Miss, don't be afraid.

For what Miss wants to do, Qian'er will not be angry, but will only be extremely happy. "

Not only was she talking, but at this moment she also didn't care about her delicate and sore neck after maintaining the same posture for a long time, she lowered her head and approached Fang Fei flatteringly.

Just like the shameless words, the expression on his face was also very straightforward.

Fang Fei struggled subconsciously, but as expected, she did not break free.

"Miss~"

That hand still didn't let go, but Lin Qian, who blinked and leaned forward even more, looked pitiful.

Fang Fei's originally slightly opened eyes drooped slightly, but her pale face gradually returned to blush.

Although she still didn't reply, it was obvious that Fang Fei's fright was finally coaxed away.

Lin Qian, who took all of Fang Fei's expressions into her eyes, relaxed, and gradually became more courageous.

"Miss, are you angry because you don't speak?

But what Qian'er said is the truth, if you don't believe me, let's feel it. "

In such a serious tone, seeing Fang Fei looking up with feeling, Lin Qian held back the smile that popped up in her heart, and raised her hand seemingly slowly but steadily on her chest.

"Putong~Putong~Putong~"

Amidst the steady heartbeat, facing Fang Fei's unresponsive expression, Lin slowly raised his hand, put it on the side of his face and rubbed it lightly:

"Miss, Qian'er's heartbeat, the temperature on his face, and..."

While deliberately slowing down the tone, Lin Qian turned her head slightly, and her lips touched her fingers as if inadvertently.

When the soft lips touched the fingers, Lin Qian's heartbeat started to speed up slightly even though she had been prepared for a long time, and a little warmth began to appear on her face.

But her lips never moved away, and even slightly opened, with a slightly hot breath, her eyes began to be slightly watery:

"These lips express Qian'er's heart very seriously.

If Miss was not asleep, Qian'er would have wanted to touch Miss a long time ago.

I have always been very happy with the touch of the lady.

Miss can do whatever she wants to Qian'er."

The earnest tone was slightly hoarse, so that in that deliberately slow tone, there was inexplicable indescribable meaning.

"Push~"

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Qian'er, you are not allowed to come over!"

When the words fell, she seemed to be forced to the extreme, Fang Fei broke her hands away vigorously, and quickly shrank in, because she was too anxious and chaotic, not only fell down, but also bumped into the soft quilt. wall.

Between several dull sounds, Fang Fei covered her forehead with one hand and the quilt with the other, she shrank to the edge of the wall, the redness on her face had spread to her neck, she was extraordinarily beautiful.

But at this moment, Fang Fei was extremely wary of Lin Qian. Not only did her words seldom have an accent, but her dark eyes with watery eyes were also full of vigilance.

One moment she was still talking to each other with all her heart, there was a soft skin feeling between her lips, but the next second, it was Lin Qian who was fireproof, antitheft and anti-theft.

In the not-so-bright light, Lin Qian, who was worried about the pain of the miss, leaned over to watch everything without missing a beat, and quickly flashed these words in her mind, feeling really aggrieved.

This gap is really too big!

"Miss~"

"I...you..."

Fang Fei, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, was still looking at Lin Qian with vigilance. Seeing that Lin Qian finally sat upright, her eyes were full of complaints.

Accompanied by rapid breathing, Fang Fei pulled up the quilt to cover most of her face, and closed her eyes forcefully:

"I believe Qian'er's intentions, and I know it too.

So... so...

Qian'er doesn't need to prove it. "