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Less than half a cup of tea. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Oops, stop making trouble, haha, oops, don't make trouble. I, I'm most afraid of being tickled, hahaha! ”

Xiao Yunjin laughed and begged for mercy.

When fans saw this, they felt a little too much and a little panicked.

Each other was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I don't dare, I don't dare to propose to you."

To lighten the mood, laugh and say it out loud.

When Fan Er heard Xiao Yunjin say this, she also "fluttered", smiled, and sat on the edge of the couch to breathe evenly.

"Seriously, fans, after so many years, thanks to you helping me, I have a number in my heart."

Xiao Yunjin slowly moved his body to Fan'er's side, took her hand, and said with a very serious expression.

"Mother, you will understand later, I ...... I...... I came here for you, and it's my job to protect you. ”

Fan Er paused slightly, and said a little hesitantly, as if there was something unspeakable.

Xiao Yunjin thought that she was sent by the Queen Mother to monitor her, but the Queen Mother had already passed away!

"I can't sleep, can you sleep with me and talk to me?"

Xiao Yunjin sighed and pulled the fan to the bed.

"Niangniang, the slave and maid don't dare, this is not in accordance with the etiquette system."

Fan Er refused at first, Xiao Yunjin dragged him on the couch, so he had to nod and obey.

She lowered her head embarrassedly, blushed, and served her master to lie down and fold the quilt, but she was only willing to burrow half of her body into the quilt.

Xiao Yunjin was a little moved, for this kind of loyalty.

"Fan'er, I've never heard you talk about your life experience, can you tell me?"

She looked at the top of the couch and said quietly.

"Returning to the mother, slave maid...... I don't know where I was born, I don't know who my parents are, and the slave is an orphan. Be...... It was the adoptive parents who raised the slaves and maids. Slaves...... The slave's adoptive parents are surnamed Mao, and the slave maid is also surnamed Mao. ”

It's strange, for some reason, the sharp-toothed fans in the past are so stumbling when they talk about their family background.

This made Xiao Yunjin puzzled, but he kept silent.

"Sleep."

She was a little afraid, afraid that if she asked any more questions, she would ask something more embarrassing, and coupled with her exhaustion, drowsiness hit her, and said.

Soon, sink into a deep dream.

Xiao Yunjin dreamed that he was back in his childhood, and he returned to the hut of the old slave girl, lying on the hot earthen kang, and listening to the old slave girl talk about the customs of the Central Plains.

"Purr, purr......"

Vaguely, she suddenly heard a familiar snoring, so familiar, so familiar, like an old slave girl sleeping next to her.

"Ah, is that you? My little darling, when did you come back? How did you find me? ”

When I listened carefully, I felt a burst of ecstasy in my heart, sat up suddenly, stretched out my hand, and grabbed it.

Sure enough, in the dark, a large ball of plush was caught.

"Meow—"

An exclamation, a real sound.

"Ah, it's really you, my little darling, you're back."

Pulled over, took him into his arms, and kissed and kissed him.

"Huh?!"

If you wake up from a dream, you find that something is wrong, and touch it again-

How can I hold a pillow in my arms, the pillow that I just pillowed.

That's weird too!

Xiao Yunjin sat in the dark for a long time before he came to his senses.

"Fans—"

Finally, she yelled out to the outside.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? The slave is here, the slave is here! ”

When the fan heard the sound, he was dressed and holding a small lamp in his hand, busy and busy.

In the dim light, his face was full of panic.

"You, when did you leave?"

Xiao Yunjin looked the powder up and down before asking in a low voice.

"Haha, the mother is in a panic, the slave and maid saw that you were asleep, so she went back to the slave's bunk. Slaves...... The slave sleeps and snores, so ...... I'm afraid of scaring the mother! ”

Fan Er smiled naturally, but still stammered a little in reply.

"Oh, it looks like I'm really sleeping."

Xiao Yunjin said, lying down, still half-convinced.

"Sleep well, the slave will sit here tonight."

Fan Er said, put the lamp on the table, returned to the outer room, took a futon, spread it on the floor next to the couch, and sat down.