The big guy's white moonlight is soft and sweet

Chapter 578 Extra Story: Yu Qiqi (210 [-])

After all, Fu Jianxing was just angry that she didn't take good care of her body, Yu Qiqi repeatedly promised that this would not be the case, so that Fu Jianxing could argue with her and let her sleep well.

Not long after the man left, Yu Qiqi slowly opened her eyes.

She stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, looking at the sparkling water under the window, where the moonlight was cut into pieces.

The fountain had been turned off, and the water rippled with the wind.

Yu Qiqi pursed her lips tightly, the night was very dark, the arrangement of things here was a bit familiar, but it was only familiar.

That fountain in particular, as if she had played with one of its kind.

Under the bright sunshine, the fountain water flows out, and there is the sound of rushing water in my ears, and there is a vaguely immature male voice.

She tried to hear clearly, but the next moment was a sharp tinnitus.The mind goes blank for a while.

It's like a piece of memory that she seems to be missing, a past that no one mentions, but she feels it is very important for no reason.

And now that memory is starting to leak out little by little.

She closed her eyes, and finally went back to bed obediently to sleep, maybe asking Fu Jianxing's grandma tomorrow will be fruitful.

Because she always felt that Grandma Fu's words were very familiar.

Yu Qiqi didn't wake up until 08:30. Although the fever subsided, she was still a little weak and her steps were light.

Perhaps Fu Jianxing wanted her to sleep longer, so he also came to knock on her door, so she also washed slowly.

Just after washing, Fu Jianxing knocked on the door and came in.

Because of illness, the little girl's face was a little pale, and the tails of her eyes were drawn.Seeing him coming, she stepped forward and hugged his waist.

Rubbing his chest, she acted like a baby naturally.

Fu Jianxing put her hand on top of Yu Qiqi's head, patted her head, and reminded her softly, "My mother is at the door."

Yu Qiqi immediately bounced away, with a shy face, and when she saw the person outside the door, she immediately turned into a quail, "A... Auntie, good morning."

Mama Fu had a teasing look on her face, she smiled happily, held Yu Qiqi's hand, and comforted her, "Qiqi, it seems that Auntie came at the wrong time."

"It's nothing." Yu Qiqi immediately denied it, her face was as red as that cooked shrimp.

Mama Fu didn't hold back either, and said, "I heard from Jian Xing that your fever has subsided, but now you still look a little unwell, so I'll ask them to make some soup for you."

Yu Qiqi was embarrassed to bother Mama Fu, so she said, "Auntie, don't be too busy, Jian Xing said yesterday that he would make fish porridge for me."

Mama Fu turned her head to look at him, raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.

Although Fu Jianxing didn't say it, but Yu Qiqi wanted to eat, she would find ways to do it, making a fuss to eat.

But when he heard that Yu Qiqi still had an appetite, hearing her say this, his heart dropped half in an instant.

Because Yu Qiqi's appearance is too deceptive.

When she gets sick, she doesn't look very good.Originally born white, looking at it like this now, it feels fragile.

Fu Jianxing was afraid that she would lose her appetite and her health would not recover.

"Okay." Taking advantage of the moment Fu's mother turned around, Fu Jianxing held her hand, rubbed her thumb lightly on the back of her hand, and after a while, he got up and left.

Yu Qiqi's heart beat a little faster, feeling the excitement of having an affair.

She watched the back of them leaving, but her mind hurt a little, as if something was about to come out.

While in a daze, Yu Qiqi heard the sound of fountain water splashing in the autumn wind, and the coolness of ding ding dong dong.

Maybe she should go talk to Grandma Fu.

Grandma Fu liked the retro decoration, and Yu Qiqi didn't meet anyone when she went upstairs.

Grandma Fu's room is empty, but candles and paper lanterns are lit, giving it a natural sense of antiquity.

(End of this chapter)