Become the favorite of the sickly lady

Of course, it is absolutely impossible to tell Fang Fei whether to make money or not.

Lin Qian lowered her eyes slightly, concealing the joy and greed in her eyes, and walked one step away from Fang Fei in small steps.

Far away, extraordinarily docile and well-behaved:

"Miss, it's getting late. I must be tired after traveling today. Let's go back to the hotel for an early rest."

The daytime in winter is much shorter, and the red setting sun is falling heavily, and the figures that have already been illuminated are somewhat blurred, and it is indeed getting late.

But what is causing all this?

Fang Fei clutched her neck, her breath was short of breath, she was really ashamed and angry looking at this innocent person with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

"Miss, it's windy, don't be cold."

Lin Qian, who had a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, didn't seem to realize how complicated the meaning of the staring gaze was. She bent down to pick up the red fur coat that had fallen to the ground at some time, and fastened it gently for Fang Fei.

Fang Fei, who was not cold at all before, actually felt a touch of warmth when the red fur coat was put on.

Lost the sun, Rao is covered by a large camphor tree, the night is always very cool.

After carefully fastening the fur coat, Lin Qian slowly straightened her body. Although she didn't look up directly, the curved eyebrows and the upward arc easily gave away her mood.

As long as you take good care of Miss, you will be very satisfied~

In the fading light, it was covered by a fur coat, and the arc of the neck was almost invisible.

Fang Fei touched it carefully with her fingers, she secretly took a breath, raised her fingers slightly, and touched the fur coat lightly after a few seconds.

The fur is smooth, soft and warm to the touch.

Such a caring and comfortable touch, just like the person in front of you...

No matter how red her face was, she couldn't tell the difference. Subconsciously, she touched the fur coat again. Fang Fei breathed out silently, turned her back to Lin Qian, and took the lead.

"Let's go."

"Okay, miss."

Lin Qian, who had gained countless benefits today, responded happily and continued to play the extraordinarily well-behaved maid, followed quietly behind.

After entering the room of the two of them, Lin Qian ordered food and served food, but she was rejected when she tried to feed her. She tried to bring water to help her wash up, but she tried to warm her up, but she was rejected by the bed.

Lin Qian's first day in Wenlang Town was very busy and fulfilling.

***

Maybe Lin Qian would challenge her bottom line of shame every now and then, or maybe it was just because she stayed in a town with only two people, Fang Fei's bottom line of shame dropped again and again, and she recovered from the stimulation of the bottom line of shame. Faster and faster.

The second time was still a clear day, with the faint chirping of birds shining into the house along with the morning sun.

Lin Qian, who was sitting quietly on the side of the bed, faced Fang Fei who was still sleepy after being woken up. Her eyes were reddish after a night of sleep, but her eyebrows were curled up, and she called out happily:

"Miss, good morning."

It is full of energy and makes people feel clear when they hear it.

Fang Fei quietly looked at the smiling face in front of her for a few seconds, bit her lip lightly, stretched out her hand from under the quilt and pulled towards Lin Qian.

Although Lin Qian's temperature was always extremely hot, after sitting like this for a whole night, the temperature in her hands was extremely cold at the moment, and the temperature of her fingers covered in the quilt was completely two extremes.

In the early morning when you are most prone to laziness, the warm bed is definitely a paradise for those who are afraid of the cold.

And Lin Qian's cold hand was something that people couldn't avoid.

The moment they touched, Fang Fei's fingers couldn't help trembling.

"Miss, be careful to catch a cold, Qian'er's fingers are too cold."

As Lin Qian spoke softly, the finger wanted to pull away, but she didn't even pull it away twice.

The seemingly weak and weak young lady of her own family held that hand tightly.

While pursing her lips and slightly frowning, she stretched out her other warm hand, and then wrapped both of Lin Qian's hands inside, not stingy with her own warmth.

She was obviously a little shorter than Lin Qian, but her hands were able to cover her tightly without any gap.

Inexplicably brings out a little strong taste.

Those were covered, but after a while Lin Qian felt extremely warm in her hands.

"Miss, you are so considerate to Qian'er, why don't you let Qian'er also go to bed and sleep on the couch for a while?"

The author has something to say: I thought it was a deposit, but it was published directly (>_<)