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Luo Weiwei felt that in terms of physical health, there was no distinction between men and women, not to mention, Fan Yihang now looked like he was completely holding on, and his face, which was already very white, had almost lost the only blood color at the moment.

Let her inexplicably have a little ...... Distressed.

Luo Weiwei felt that her motherhood was overflowing.

Then Fan Yihang's answer was still "I'll send you back." ”

Very insistent tone.

He didn't agree at all that Luo Weiwei went home alone on a rainy night, or in the case of a foot injury, in his education and cognition since childhood, men are to take care of women.

The two of them confronted each other for a long time, and finally took a step back: wait for Fan Zengming to come back and then discuss whether Luo Weiwei can go home "independently" alone.

Luo Weiwei sat on the sofa, dangling her plastered feet, looking at Fan Yihang's face gradually improving after pouring hot water cup by cup, and breathed a sigh of relief.

How is it more difficult to take care of Fan Yihang than to take care of the little bean dice of the neighbor next door? Fortunately, Fan Yihang is not her son, otherwise she would have to worry about when she will be the head?

Thinking like this, Luo Weiwei felt that she was simply the luckiest "lucky goose" in the world.

Luo Weiwei, the lucky goose, leaned on the sofa and looked at Fan Yihang, looking at it, her head tilted - she fell asleep.

Fan Yihang has been drinking water seriously, and he has been 100% focused on everything he has done since he was a child, even if it is drinking hot water......

But concentration doesn't mean that he can't feel that Luo Weiwei is looking at him, even if he is used to ignoring other people's gazes, but being stared at and observed motionless by someone like Luo Weiwei, even he feels uncomfortable.

Just when he felt more and more uncomfortable and a little unbearable to stand this gaze, the feeling of being stared at suddenly disappeared.

Fan Yihang hesitated, drank the last sip of water in the cup, and then looked at Luo Weiwei slowly and in a casual attitude.

"Whew-" Luo Weiwei's mouth opened slightly, and she fell asleep on the sofa staggeringly.

Fan Yihang: "......"

He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to laugh at the same time.

Sent by God, Fan Yihang gently put down the cup, stood up, and walked to the sofa where Luo Weiwei was lying.

Luo Weiwei, who was asleep, faded away from the sharpness and arrogance she deliberately made when she was awake, and completely changed from a little lion with sharp claws to an obedient and well-behaved kitten, which made people want to rub her head.

Fan Yihang looked at Luo Weiwei's face, a feeling that he had never felt before swept through his chest, and his heartbeat and breathing were chaotic.

He slowly reached out and used the back of his hand to probe her pale cheek.

However, before he could touch it, the door was pushed open, and the door panel hit the wall with a "bang" sound.

Luo Weiwei opened her eyes in an instant, and what she saw was the hand that Fan Yihang didn't have time to withdraw.

Luo Weiwei: "......"

Fan Yihang: "......"

The old man who entered the door: "......"

The air seemed to be still, and the eyes of the two people were focused on Fan Yihang's hands.

Fan Yihang made a decision, turned his palm over, and then slapped Luo Weiwei's face expressionlessly and without hesitation.

"Smack-" A crisp slap broke the awkward silence.

Luo Weiwei sat up suddenly, holding down her face in disbelief and a little confused.

"What are you doing?!"

Because she had just woken up, her voice was hoarse, and although it was a question, it was not aggressive.

Fan Yihang's face was not red, and his heart did not beat and spit out two words: "Mosquito." ”

As he spoke, he also took out a tissue and wiped his palms, as if he was wiping the "mosquitoes" that had been killed.

Luo Weiwei rubbed her face, then curled her fingers and scratched her face, and found that it seemed to be a little itchy, so she didn't doubt Fan Yihang's words, got up from the sofa, rubbed her shoulders with soreness, and then suddenly realized that there was one more person in the living room, and suddenly "Ahhh You're back! ”

Fan Zengming hadn't yet pulled out of the shock just now, until Luo Weiwei spoke.

He took his eyes off Fan Yihang's hand and looked at Luo Weiwei's smiling face, and the light that fell above her head seemed to be brilliant.

In my impression, from the first time he saw Luo Weiwei, this little girl was smiling, and she was very fond of a "lonely old man" like him, and felt very festive, especially the little girl's appearance was still very bright, which made him feel that this big house was not so deserted.

But the other little girl of the Qin family is different, although she also has a smile, it always makes people feel unreal, which is why he prefers Luo Weiwei.

A smile is a smile that means that there is a smile in the eyes, not just a stretch of facial muscles.

"Eh, I'm back." Fan Zengming happily answered, bent down to change his shoes and entered the door.

Before Luo Weiwei appeared, no one had ever welcomed him in such a cheerful tone when he returned home.

His grandson stepped forward with a straight face and asked formulaically, "How's the situation over there?" ”

"As I said on the phone, that guy isn't stupid, he cooperated well with me and didn't tell you two." Fan Zengming said, took out two lollipops from his pocket, took them out like a treasure, and shook them twice in front of Luo Weiwei.

"Wow-"

Luo Weiwei immediately pounced and took one of the lemon-flavored ones.

"Take this one too, this kid won't eat it." He was referring to Fan Yihang.

However, in the next second, Fan Yihang took the strawberry-flavored lollipop, and Luo Weiwei's hand that had just stretched out retracted, biting her lower lip and waiting for Fan Yihang.

This kind of lollipop is called Zhenzhibang, and the shop at the entrance of the community sells it for five cents a piece, at this time, Zhenzhibang is the favorite snack of children, of course, Luo Weiwei is already a big friend, but when Zeng Ming went to the store to buy cigarettes, when he saw Zhenzhibang, he subconsciously felt that Luo Weiwei would like to eat, so he picked two flavors and brought them back.

Sure enough!

It's just that Fan Zengming never expected that his cold grandson also loved to eat this thing, and it was strawberry-flavored...... You must know that Fan Yihang didn't even like Michelin desserts when he was a child.

"If you have a fever, eat less sugar." Fan Zengming thought for a while and advised: "It's better to drink more hot water." ”

Fan Yihang met Fan Zengming's stunned and concerned eyes, and his face was a little complicated.

He didn't know how to explain it, because he just wanted to see Luo Weiwei's black and aggrieved face after being robbed of sugar, he might be sick, so he still kept silent, and received a disdainful look from Luo Weiwei.

Even the girl's lollipop is grabbed, not a person!

Scumbag!

Luo Weiwei slandered in her heart, Fan Yihang didn't look at her, stuffed the lollipop into her pocket, looked at Fan Zengming and asked, "How many years will that guy be sentenced?" ”

"Not necessarily. It is said that he has hurt ...... before" Fan Zengming was halfway through speaking, thinking that there was Luo Weiwei next to him, he was afraid that the little girl would be afraid after hearing it, so he paused, changed the topic and said to Luo Weiwei: "Let's go, it's so late, I'll send you home." ”