Feng Qing smiled as if she was not smiling, stretching out her slender fingers.

Seeing that she was reluctant to say, Lichen was not reluctant, he looked at Feng Qing's strange smiling face, and suddenly his face turned red.

Is she hinting at something about herself when she says that now?

Although I can't do anything now, I can wait until I become an adult!

It's just that these hours are going to work hard for her.

Lichen smiled lightly, and thought about it carefully, he would continue to watch that TV show tomorrow.

They teach quite well.

I learned to cook today, Feng Qing liked it very much, and after that, I learned a little bit every day, and when I became an adult and I wanted to go back, I would take her back, and she would definitely be willing to leave with her.

Feng Qing smiled and reached out to touch Lichen's head.

Lichen's hair is slightly curly, soft to the touch, and looks sexual. It's amazing.

"I'll go up first, there's no need to clean up here, I'll call the hourly worker to come and tidy up tomorrow."

Feng Qing stood up.

"I don't like it when you're not there, there are other people here, I'll clean it up myself."

After Lichen finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to tidy up the scraps on the table.

"I'll help you."

Feng Qing was also a little embarrassed when she saw this.

As a woman herself, let a beautiful boy fish from afar cook here for herself.

After eating, I asked people to clean up the table, which seemed a little unreasonable.

"No, you go up and take a break."

Lichen was unwilling.

Her own woman, she must protect herself, as long as she is there, she will never be allowed to do these things.

Seeing him like this, Feng Qing inexplicably felt that he was more handsome, reached out and pinched his face, and then took the tablet on the sofa and went upstairs.

Lichen, who was pinched by her, was full of crimson.

Feng Qing pinched his face again just now, does it mean that he likes him a little more.

Lichen thought about it and hummed happily to wash the dishes.

Feng Qing had just arrived upstairs, and the private WeChat on the tablet began to be slaughtered by her mother again.

Mom also calculated her time, knowing that at this time, she didn't have a job and went home.

"Is the workaholic off work?"

"Sweet baby, have you eaten?"

"Do you need your old mother to order a takeout for you?"

"Baby, why didn't you answer Mommy? Do you want your mother to fly back to accompany you immediately? ”

When Fengqing saw this, she hurriedly went back to the past, for fear that if she returned a little slower, she would really fly back.

In fact, I haven't seen my mother for more than half a year, and I miss it very much, but it's really inconvenient at home now.

After all, Lichen is here.

"Mom, I'm here, I've eaten, and I'm full."

Feng Qing hurriedly replied.

Soon, the old mother on the other side sent another sentence.

Feng Qing fixed his eyes.

"Once upon a time, she was dirty, she often passed out, she went to the doctor, and the doctor told her that she had a disease and needed to be treated quickly, but she was unwilling to treat it, and it didn't take long for her to die. Do you know what disease she has? ”

Feng Qing looked at it, reached out and patted her forehead, where the hell did her mother find these sand sculpture questions.

The question is my mother, you can't talk nonsense yet, you can't help but answer, otherwise there will be even more tragic waiting for you.

"Answer!"

Sure enough, she didn't answer for a while, and the other side had already begun to urge.

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