Become the favorite of the sickly lady

Wronged?

Lin Qian was slightly taken aback.

But in the bright sunshine, Fang Fei, who was sitting upright, just sat like that, and still never took the hot tea in front of her.

The hot steam of the tea rose up, but disappeared into the bright sunlight very quickly.

Really wronged ah.

Heart sighed.

Lin Qian lowered her eyes slightly, moved the hot tea in her hand further, and put it down slowly.

"Miss, the tea will not taste good when it is cold, and your stomach will not be able to take it."

The room was quiet, and Fang Fei still didn't reply.

But Lin Qian had already stepped back and stood upright, but she never said much.

Her young lady is delicate, shy, and beautiful. She is someone who cannot be loved or cherished enough in her heart.

But after all...

She is also a little hypocritical.

She is so hypocritical that she feels aggrieved, and wants to be coaxed, not to coax others.

***

The heat in the tea in the cup gradually receded until it completely cooled down.

Fang Fei looked at the sculpture-like figure, clenched her lips tightly, and there was a slight hint of water in her eyes.

But because there was no sound in the room, the shallow water was pressed back hard.

"Miss, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

The sun was gradually warming up, and the sky was high. Lin Qian, who had been standing quietly all this time, raised her head, her eyes were dark and her words were gentle, but she didn't care about the cold cup of tea that was still full.

The water in Fang Fei's eyes that had been suppressed with great difficulty came out again. She closed her eyes forcefully, and when she opened them again, she responded softly: "En."

"Then Qian'er is helping the young lady to change her clothes."

"No, I'll do it myself."

"Okay, then Qian'er is waiting, the lady calls Qian'er if there is something to do."

| "Well."

With well-behaved words and well-behaved movements, Fang Fei, who was lying on her back and sleeping, closed her eyes hard and tried to breathe evenly, but she fell asleep for a long time.

It was a rare vacation, and it was such a beautiful place, but the two fell into a cold war on the first day they got along.

Even if the mood is extremely uncomfortable, no one is willing to take a step back.

Maybe it was because she fell asleep at the end of the afternoon, and she was depressed at night, but she stubbornly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep very early in the morning. Fang Fei finally fell asleep in a daze, but maybe it was because there were too many things on her mind today. So much so that dreams happened frequently, and then everything turned into an extremely clear dream.

***

"Fei'er, you are already seven years old, it's time to find a maid."

"Cough~Okay, mother."

"Is there a look you like, temperament?"

"Fei'er doesn't care, she chooses with her mother."

"Silly Fei'er, the maid is always with you, so you have to choose the one that is right for you. Otherwise, mother will go through it for you first, and then you will make the final decision?"

"Ahem~Okay, mother."

"Phil, you..."

"Fairy's fine, mother."

In the tightly closed room, Fang Fei coughed a little, but seeing her mother's worried face, she smiled softly to comfort her.

Yes, it's all right.

Although it was uncomfortable when she coughed, she had been sick since she could remember, and she was used to it. On the contrary, her mother always looked guilty and restless.

In order not to disturb her rest, the mother gave the medicine herself and left.

In the quiet room, Fang Fei was tightly wrapped in a quilt, covered the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, swallowed a cough, and her eyes were slightly dazzled.

But a close maid?

Always pay her?

The speed of mother's selection was faster than expected. In just half a month, six maidservant candidates had already been found.

It was rare for Fang Fei to get up early in the morning. Looking at the faintly pale complexion in the bronze mirror, she pondered for a while, and went to the cabinet to pick out the most colorful red dress and put it on.

Against the backdrop of red, the person in the bronze mirror looks good even if his complexion is slightly pale.

Fang Fei slightly bent her eyes.

"May'er, you look good in this outfit.|"

"Thank you mom for the compliment.

Mother…."

"What's wrong, Phil?"

"The maids chosen by the mother...are they all voluntary?"

"Of course, the Fang family treats the servants seriously, and even if it is sold, the servant girl will give her a salary.

Thirdly, as Fei'er's personal servant girl, she was considered superior to others, and the cost of food and clothing was something they never dared to think about before.

Mayfair needn't worry. "

"That…"

"what happened?"

There was a gentle wind blowing over, Fang Fei felt a chill all over her body, couldn't help itching in her throat and coughed again, feeling her mother pat her back gently to ease her movements, she shook her head lightly, lightly laugh:

"It's nothing, Mayfair is just looking forward to it."

"That's right, our Mayfair is just a little girl, so it's inevitable that there will be expectations when I choose it myself."

"Ah."

The so-called personal maids are just a group of little girls, six to nine years old, with double buns and brand-new maid clothes. Although they are a little thin, they all look healthy.

"Slaves see Miss."

"Excuse me, raise your heads."

"Yes, ma'am."

Amidst Qiqi's response, the six-year-old girl with a round face on the far right became nervous and almost fell. At that moment, her dark eyes opened wide, and tears were about to fall in her eyes. Like a catastrophe.

She is not that terrible, and she will not be punished for this kind of thing.

But Fang Fei didn't have time to speak, the tallest, darkest and thinnest girl next to her bit her lips lightly, but her hand firmly supported the girl.

He was obviously afraid, but he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Fang Fei, but the movements of his hands were extremely steady.

Inexplicably cute.

After about two breaths, the mother asked softly.

"Fair, is there anyone you like?"

"Well, yes, it's her."

Fang Fei leaned back slightly tired, and pointed at the girl.

Among the six girls, that girl was the oldest, not the prettiest, nor the sharpest mouthed, except for the impulsive support just now, she was the most steady.

But at this moment, when he heard Fang Fei's words, his body couldn't help shaking, and he raised his eyes slightly.

The sun was shining brightly today, and there seemed to be birds chirping faintly, which was very pleasant.

Quietly sitting up straight, with her legs close together, Fang Fei met those black eyes without avoiding, and smiled lightly:

"You will be my personal maid from now on, what's your name?"

Realizing that Fang Fei was looking at her, those eyes quickly drooped down again, and her reply was more polite than before:

"Slave Lin Qian, thank you miss for your love."

"The trees are born in the forest, the shadows are sparse and the water is clear and shallow. The name your father chose is very nice, and the intention is also very good."

"...Thank you miss."

With such a nice name, and such a nice deliberation, why did Lin Qian clenched her hands into fists after she spoke, and spoke in a low voice as if she was enduring something?

Seeing Lin Qian's little movements clearly, Fang Fei was puzzled, but in the end she didn't ask any more questions.

Pick a good girl, and today's business will be over.

And from that day on, Lin Qian became her personal maid.

Mother once suggested that a few more maids should accompany her so as not to be lonely.

Fang Fei refused.

After all, life in her mansion is too boring.

She had to sleep for an hour in the afternoon, otherwise her energy would be low, she would fall asleep at night when it was dark, and she would have a minor illness at three or five o'clock, unable to blow wind, catch cold, or go hiking.

Although Fang Fei has been used to it since she was a child.

But as her personal servant girl, from the moment she was with her, she didn't hesitate to be locked in this small courtyard.

It's so boring!

The author has something to say: Well, I suddenly want to write about my previous life, cough~ I must be too tired~

我们来写写暗恋的那些萌动，也会美美哒，嘿嘿嘿。感谢在2020-03-0509:58:10~2020-03-0812:12:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 12 for Niuniu; 1 for Xiao Taoye;

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