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On the night of going back, Fei Chen really got a high fever, and was shocked with a cold sweat. For the first time, he complained to Su Kui, knowing that he was in bad health, and taking him out to go boating and lake trips. These small and elegant tastes are not suitable for African Appeared on the dust.

Su Kui suffered abruptly, and took care of him for half a night with his clothes untied.

It was the second day when Yun Feimo heard the news that Fei Chen was sick. He couldn't take care of anything, and hurriedly ran to visit with the millennium ginseng he had acquired. Before stepping into the inner room, he saw the familiar figure through the jade-colored bead curtain shadow, holding the non-dusty hand, lying down. Sleeping sweetly by the bed.

Non-dust breathing is stable and should be fine.

With a sigh of relief, a huge loss rose in his heart. He hurriedly caught up with him. He saw him standing outside the door and did not go in. He followed his eyes and looked inwards. Mo's lost figure.

Can't help but sneer, "Fox!"

The non-ink eyes were cold, and he stared at him sharply, "What do you say?" There was a strong sense of oppression in the tone.

After a few words, she stepped back two steps. Gu left and right said the other, "No, nothing, Lord Six, do you still go in?"

He probed the probe and saw that the two in the inner room were sleeping soundly and asked Yun Feimu.

As soon as he threw off his sleeves and snorted coldly, he threw the rosewood box he held in his arms into his arms, "Take it and take care of the third brother. When he wakes up, he will send someone to notify me, I go first."

Having said that, he took a deep look at the inner room, turned around and strode away.

With a wind-breaking momentum, it seemed to suppress the huge anger.

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It was another two days. The sky in Qingcheng was always cloudy and cloudy. The morning was still drizzle. The sun rose at noon. The bright and straight people sighed that the drizzle in the morning was not an illusion.

Su Kui is picking fresh petals in the backyard, preparing to make several rouges that are not in demand in the store today. Ling Zuo is rarely practiced. After a period of precipitation, the childish little face has more between the eyebrows. Tranquil taste.

I don't know if Su Kui's words were too heavy on that day. After the retreat, the Lingzuo treated her more than ever before, but less close to her. Speaking and doing things are also much more mature, no longer all day long to go out and play.

The most obvious change is that every time she deliberately ridiculed her, she laughed and laughed, making it seem like a punch in cotton, nowhere to focus.

In private, he secretly asked Su Kui, "Are you secretly abusing the little fox? In recent days, it looks a little absurd. I can't bear it."

Su Kui teased him, squinting at him, "Why? It hurts?" The words were speechless and stomped away.

Scolding her old fox while walking, always thought she could not hear.

As everyone knows, he has scolded her old fox, so the old fox, must have a little housekeeping skills, right? Therefore, the bad things he said in the background, she knew it early, but she was too lazy to care about a child.

Fei Chen brought a pot of flower tea in the shop in the afternoon, and since she knew she loved to drink these, she gave her a pot every time she came home.

Today, there are dozens of varieties of scented tea in the shop.

Every time he was asked not to give it away, he promised with a smile on his face, and the next time he came to the door, it was still that line of business.