This time the fever seemed to consume a lot of energy in Feng Yifan's body, and the little girl was paralyzed in bed for three days. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Jinchuan came a lot in the meantime, so often that Feng Yifan couldn't count it on both hands.

Today, he came to visit the door again, Feng Yifan was looking at the latest reconnaissance film purchased by Xu Xiaonan, and looked at Yang Jinchuan on the side impatiently, "Why are you here again?" ”

"Hey, didn't I just remind you? Tomorrow is Lao Xu's birthday, he will call someone back tomorrow to decorate this house, when the time comes, you have to be interesting, whatever excuse Lao Xu makes, hurry up, you know? ”

"......" Feng Yifan pouted, "You have emphasized many times in the past few days, although I have a fever, my brain has not burned out." You really don't have to remind me so many times, really. ”

Yang Jinchuan found that he was despised, and he was a little angry, he waved his small fist at Feng Yifan, left the order and left.

As soon as he left, Feng Yifan's face immediately turned cold.

The huge house was empty, and she was the only one left. Feng Yifan simply placed a reclining chair on the balcony and enjoyed the winter sunshine to the fullest. She brought a small notebook and memorized some clues that she was afraid of forgetting.

"The owners of the three dolls are likely to be the ones who read Feng Zhen's undercover diary back then. So, based on the dream world, I have a lot of relationship with those two people, based on my height, they will not be my parents, and they call me Luoluo, they must be the ones who know my true background, can't it...... Will the two of them be my brothers? ”

Feng Yifan lay on the small round table, biting his nose and frowning: "But it's very strange, if my brothers sent me to the Feng family, why were they there when my father was dismembered?" Did I mix up the memories, or did they really exist......"

These things are beyond verification, and Feng Yifan knows better than anyone else. These speculations are just based on a dream, and even she can't make sense of herself, let alone Xu Xiaonan.

The little girl shook her head, didn't think much about it, and recuperated at home with peace of mind.

In fact, her whole person is almost better, but Xu Xiaonan is not at ease, and still wants to let her recuperate at home.

In the evening, Xu Xiaonan came back to cook from grocery shopping. His skills are very good, a few fresh eels are fried, just eating fish, Feng Yifan eats a lot alone, she eats a round belly.

After dinner, they each ate in the study, Xu Xiaonan processed the official documents in the bureau, and Feng Yifan read on the side. There are no special circumstances, Xu Xiaonan slept very early.

After a full night's sleep, Feng Yifan was kicked out of the house.

At eight o'clock in the morning, she stood at the gate, looking at the neatly packed backpack of Xu Xiaonan, who had been up more than an hour early, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"Is it really okay for you to do this?"

"Yang Jinchuan is on his way over, you can go to his side to stay, but you are not allowed to go to Qin Xu. Otherwise, you'll regret it. ”

"Threat?"

"Heh, didn't you hear me, I'm just conveying my opinion?"

Feng Yifan remembered that today was the birthday star and didn't care about him, so he took the elevator downstairs to wait for Yang Jinchuan. Through Yang Jinchuan's mouth of an eight-woman who can't hide anything, Feng Yifan can probably know what scene he will see when he returns to Gongning Garden tonight.

It's just that she didn't understand why she was brought to the beauty salon and dressed up from head to toe.

Feng Yifan looked at those dazzling clothes, and said disdainfully: "Young Master Yang, forgive me for being curious to ask a question." ”

Someone looks at a fashion magazine without looking up.

She walked over, took away the magazine, and said word by word: "Do you want to tie a big bow on my head now, and send me to the great god as a birthday present?" ”

"How do you know?!" The face of the person who is told about the central matter is not red and his heart is not beating.

"It's really ......" Feng Yifan threw the magazine on him, "I said, you're too lazy, aren't you?" If you can't think of what birthday gift you want to give on the birthday of the great god, you still come to poison me, what does it mean?! ”

"It's not poisonous, I just want to give Lao Xu a good night. Also, I want to reiterate, it's not that I don't give gifts, it's that Lao Xu never celebrates his birthday, right? He has a special identity, and his temperament is too thin, and he rarely goes back to his home, so he doesn't care about this. I just want to perform, but I can't find a chance, right?! ”

Feng Yifan remembered that today was the birthday star and didn't care about him, so he took the elevator downstairs to wait for Yang Jinchuan. Through Yang Jinchuan's mouth of an eight-woman who can't hide anything, Feng Yifan can probably know what scene he will see when he returns to Gongning Garden tonight.

It's just that she didn't understand why she was brought to the beauty salon and dressed up from head to toe.

Feng Yifan looked at those dazzling clothes, and said disdainfully: "Young Master Yang, forgive me for being curious to ask a question." ”

Someone looks at a fashion magazine without looking up.

She walked over, took away the magazine, and said word by word: "Do you want to tie a big bow on my head now, and send me to the great god as a birthday present?" ”

"How do you know?!" The face of the person who is told about the central matter is not red and his heart is not beating.

"It's really ......" Feng Yifan threw the magazine on him, "I said, you're too lazy, aren't you?" If you can't think of what birthday gift you want to give on the birthday of the great god, you still come to poison me, what does it mean?! ”

"It's not poisonous, I just want to give Lao Xu a good night. Also, I want to reiterate, it's not that I don't give gifts, it's that Lao Xu never celebrates his birthday, right? He has a special identity, and his temperament is too thin, and he rarely goes back to his home, so he doesn't care about this. I just want to perform, but I can't find a chance, right?! ”

Feng Yifan remembered that today was the birthday star and didn't care about him, so he took the elevator downstairs to wait for Yang Jinchuan. Through Yang Jinchuan's mouth of an eight-woman who can't hide anything, Feng Yifan can probably know what scene he will see when he returns to Gongning Garden tonight.

It's just that she didn't understand why she was brought to the beauty salon and dressed up from head to toe.

Feng Yifan looked at those dazzling clothes, and said disdainfully: "Young Master Yang, forgive me for being curious to ask a question." ”

Someone looks at a fashion magazine without looking up.

She walked over, took away the magazine, and said word by word: "Do you want to tie a big bow on my head now, and send me to the great god as a birthday present?" ”

"How do you know?!" The face of the person who is told about the central matter is not red and his heart is not beating.

"It's really ......" Feng Yifan threw the magazine on him, "I said, you're too lazy, aren't you?" If you can't think of what birthday gift you want to give on the birthday of the great god, you still come to poison me, what does it mean?! ”

"It's not poisonous, I just want to give Lao Xu a good night. Also, I want to reiterate, it's not that I don't give gifts, it's that Lao Xu never celebrates his birthday, right? He has a special identity, and his temperament is too thin, and he rarely goes back to his home, so he doesn't care about this. I just want to perform, but I can't find a chance, right?! (To be continued.) )