In a trance, I felt that there was someone around me, and before I opened my eyes, I inhaled the body fragrance of a girl in my nose, and I reached out to touch my long hair. I opened my eyes in a daze, only to see Xuemei curled up in his arms like a kitten.

Looking at Xuemei's slightly fluttering eyelashes, Qin Fan was really a little confused, he 100% remembered that Lao Zhao and Zhao's mother came to take their baby girl back last night, this image must be right, but it was Xuemei who was sleeping soundly with him in his arms in front of him. Are you dreaming again?

"You woke up and slept so comfortably. Xuemei stretched and asked lazily.

"What's going on, when did you come to sleep?" Qin Fan was sure that this was not a dream.

Xuemei adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable, hugged Qin Fan tightly, and hummed: "I don't know what day it is today, the seven aunts and eight aunts all came to the house early in the morning, and they didn't sleep well last night, so they just came to you to make up for sleep, hehe, I still hold you to sleep comfortably." ”

Seeing Xuemei unscrupulously putting her legs on her stomach, Qin Fan was really made to cry and laugh, and he didn't know how Lao Zhao and his wife usually educated their daughter, and Xuemei herself was too big, didn't she know that it was dangerous to do so?

Qin Fan thinks that he is not a righteous gentleman, but in a certain period of time in his previous life, he became a scumbag to the extreme, a groom every night, and even the filthy music of Qi people.

Seeing Xuemei secretly peeping at him, Qin Fan straightened his face and said, "Your daughter's family, don't you know that it is dangerous for you to be like this?"

"What's the danger with you? You can't scare me. Xuemei snorted indifferently.

Qin Fan didn't know Xuemei, in fact, he only felt more comfortable with him. Every day at home, I always listen to my parents chattering, saying that this can't be done, that can't be done, which makes Xuemei obedient on the surface, but she is very irritable in her heart: in their eyes, she is still like a three- or four-year-old child, and she is more comfortable with Brother Qin;

Xuemei didn't know that she was playing with a docile tiger, let her smooth her hair, let her pull her ears and touch her tail, but once the tiger attacked, it would tear her apart in minutes.

Qin Fan smiled bitterly again, since ancient times, uncle loved Lori, and now in this young body, he is the soul of an uncle, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and asked, "Who is in your house, have your uncle Jiasheng and Aunt Xue gone?"

Xuemei said with a smile: "The two of them are miserable, they are asking when they will have children, and the family is about to have a fight." ”

"Also, your uncle and Aunt Xue are not young, why don't they have children yet?" Qin Fan also felt very strange.

"I'll tell you, don't go outside and talk nonsense, I heard that one year Aunt Xue was pregnant with a child, and she was five or six months old, but she was kicked in the stomach by their enemy, and the child was not saved. Later, Aunt Xue never got pregnant again. Xuemei said in a low voice with a sad look on her face.

Qin Fan regretted asking her about this, was silent for a moment, and teased: "How old are you to know about having a child?"

Xuemei looked at him strangely, then rubbed the leg on her belly down, and chirped, "You think I don't know?"

"Tuk, tuk. The knock on the door muffled Qin Fan's ouching.

"Who? Who's knocking on the door?" the two asked each other, and after a while, they came in with a slight meal, and when they saw that they were still in bed, they couldn't help but blush.

"When?" asked Xuemei.

"It's twelve o'clock, and it's lunch. He smiled slightly.

"Oh no, I have to go back quickly, otherwise I will be scolded to death by my parents. Snow Plum looked for her clothes with a blank face. As he got dressed, he asked, "What are you doing in the afternoon?"

Qin Fan felt that he still had a little low-grade fever, and then looked outside, it was snowy, and his body that had just come out of the bed was shivering, and it didn't matter if he thought about it, so he replied: "What else can you do?" ”

"Big lazy bug!!" rolled his eyes and ran home.

Qin Fan, who had eaten two meals, still didn't have much appetite, and forced himself to eat without a bite; "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, don't abuse yourself like this." Holding the already cold breakfast on the table, he blushed slightly, and couldn't help but persuade.

Knowing that he had misunderstood slightly, Qin Fan defended: "Sister Weiwei, it's not what you think, I just treat Xuemei as a sister." ”

In an instant, he brought the brewed tea to Qin Fan's hand, but his face showed a disapproving expression, Qin Fan saw that she didn't believe it, and explained: "Besides, I'm still young with her." ”

Weiwei was busy adding charcoal to the charcoal basin in his hand, and he didn't respond, but he thought to himself: Lie to the ghost, are you still young......?

Looking at Weiwei, who was busy coming and going, Qin Fan was still quite satisfied with her impression, although Weiwei was a little weaker in handling things, but it was better to be careful and diligent.

Straightened up slightly and said, "I'll come back to collect the dishes and chopsticks later, and you try to eat as much as possible." ”

"Sister Weiwei, don't be so troublesome, wait until the evening to collect it together. Qin Fan leaned back in the circle chair and replied tiredly.

Seeing that Qin Fan's face was flushed, he involuntarily stepped forward and touched Qin Fan's forehead, touched his forehead again, frowned and said to himself, "Why is it still a little burning?"

"It's not in the way, the illness is like a thread, how can there be a good one so quickly. Qin Fan said with a smile. Seeing Weiwei standing there, looking down and thinking about something, Qin Fan asked, "Sister Weiwei, how is your factory now?"

"No, a lot of sisters don't have anything to do, and they haven't been paid for a long time. She replied slightly, feeling fortunate to be able to work in the restaurant, and also relieving the pressure on the family, her parents' sighs made her dare not relax at all, compared to those sisters, she didn't know how much better. Thinking of this, he was slightly bold and asked, "Brother Qin, do we still need people here?"

"Why are you sympathizing with anyone again?" Qin Fan asked, wiping his hands.

After thinking about it slightly, he told him about the situation in the factory and the things entrusted by the little sisters he knew, Qin Fan shook his head and said that he couldn't do anything, and he probably knew that in a few years, their lives would be even more difficult, and even some female workers were bewitched by bad people and went to the so-called "water fleet" to accompany the guests to sell themselves.

Seeing the slight gloom, Qin Fan asked again, "Today, is my grandfather here?"

Cheered up slightly and replied: "It snowed too much last night, and I sent someone to persuade the old lady not to use it this morning, and no one came to the door on a snowy day." ”

Qin Fan nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that Qin Fan was no longer speechless, he retreated.

Looking at the snow outside the window, Qin Fan yawned and got into the quilt again. What he didn't know was that it didn't take long for Xuemei to sneak in again.

When Qin's mother came to step on the snow angrily and entered the door to ask the teacher, she saw her son holding Xuemei, and the two of them slept so fragrantly. Weiwei on the side was also dumbfounded, she didn't know when Xuemei came over.

Qin's mother didn't wake them up, but only heard that Qin Fan had a fever last night, so he didn't go home. Qin's mother stomped her feet and finally went home with worries.

And not long after Qin's mother left, Jiasheng and Xue Ting also came to Qin Fan in order to avoid the old lady's verbosity, and when they saw Qin Fan and Xuemei hugging each other and sleeping, Xue Ting smiled and pulled Jiasheng who was surprised out of the door.

At this time, Qin Fan was still wandering in his sleep, unaware of what was happening around him.

Until the moment of the palm lamp, Qin Fan, who woke up, looked at Xuemei who was still sleeping in his arms as if he was stunned. He clearly remembered that Xuemei left before noon, when did she slip into his bed again?

"Hell yes. Qin Fan muttered.