2301: You are the best gift (7)

You are the best gift (7)

Forget it, it's better to die of thirst than to be beaten to death.1

Sleeping, sleeping, and waking up might all be a dream.

"Kacha --"

Fanny was trying her best to hypnotize herself when a faint sound came from the door.

It sounded like someone had opened the door and entered.

There were also footsteps..

Fanny was hesitating whether to open her eyes to take a look when Fanny had already placed a glass of water on the bedside table. At the same time, she said, "Drink the water and sleep for a while. When the fish soup is ready, I'll call you."

"..."

Fish Soup? Fanny opened her eyes and turned to look at the bedside table.

Standing there, Fanny had already left the room. However, what he said just now was still echoing in Fanny's ears.

Didn't he just leave? Didn't he just go to buy fish to make fish soup for her?

The fish soup that she loved the most..

Fanny heard the sound of the door closing and sat up from the bed with a whoosh. She picked up the glass of water that was placed on the bedside table.

She took a sip. It was warm, neither cold nor hot.

She was thirsty, so she gulped it down and put the empty glass back. Then she thought of Fanny who was making Fish Soup for her. Fanny suddenly felt that she was not burning anymore, and she did not feel uncomfortable anymore.

She hugged the quilt and rolled around on the bed happily.

After a while, she realized what she was happy about, but she secretly complained that she was useless.

When fan fan fan finished cooking the fish soup and came in to call for her, Fanny was finally able to say something. She quickly got off the bed, went into the bathroom to wash her face, and followed him into the dining room.

"Do you still have a fever?"Fan fan placed a bowl of fish soup in front of her and asked.

Before he could finish his sentence, his hand had already touched her forehead.

Seeing that the temperature on her body had already subsided, but her face did not look too good, he was slightly relieved and reminded her, "Drink more fish soup, and don't kick the quilt when you sleep later, to prevent the fever from recurring again."

Just as he said that, fan fan suddenly thought of something and suddenly raised his eyes to glance at Fanny.

Fanny felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She could not help but touch her face and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Fan fan looked at her meaningfully and said coldly, "It's nothing. I was just thinking that after saying so much just now, are you scolding me in your heart for being naggy?"

Fan Ni:"..."did she say something like that?

Impossible!

At most, she was just thinking about it in her heart. How would she dare to say it in front of him, unless it was in a dream..

In a dream.

Something suddenly flashed through fan ni's mind, and her eyes widened.

Could it be that the person she was flirting with in her dream..

"Cough Cough Cough Cough Cough!"Fan Ni was so frightened by her bold idea that she choked on a mouthful of fish soup and started coughing violently.

"Drink slowly, no one is fighting with you."Fanny frowned and stood up to take out a piece of paper for her. She patted Fanny's back to make sure that she was alright. She wanted to say something, but she remembered her evaluation of her, she could not help it anymore.

He was not a little old man, he did not nag.

He had to restrain himself, he could not leave such a stereotypical impression in her heart.

As for what she said about teasing him..

Fan Fan's gaze shifted slightly. After a moment of contemplation.., he felt that he should teach her a lesson. "A girl should be reserved. Don't casually flirt with a good-looking boy. It's not appropriate to just joke around. If people take it seriously, you will be in danger."

"PFFT --"this time, fan ni was so scared that she spat out the fish soup in her mouth.

Holding the spoon, she looked at him in astonishment.

"Brother... I just... you..."Fanny held it in for a long time, but she didn't have the courage to ask if he was the one she was teasing.

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