His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Han Fei, who was far away in another world, didn't even know, because of her, the whole layout had changed.

She sneezed, rubbed her nose, smeared the dirt on her hands on her nose, and said to herself: "Who is thinking of me?"

At this moment, Han Fei is still working diligently to cultivate her small vegetable field.

After her careful care, these seedlings have begun to sprout, and even the small piece of medicine field has sprouts, which makes Han Fei, a farmer, feel particularly good.

In addition, this morning, she personally watched the child being picked up by her father-in-law and went to Shen Xuetang to go to school. According to her understanding of the child in the past few days, the so-called test should not be a problem. She has already started to feel good about it. Looking forward to how the children will be a blockbuster.

With this thought, Han Fei worked harder. Looking from a distance, she thought there was a meat, and Tuan squatted there and moved slowly.

Even Cai Ling, who was passing by, couldn't help but walk in and take a look. When she saw the small vegetable field, she couldn't help being surprised and said, "When did you get this vegetable field?"

Han Fei turned around, and after seeing Cai Ling, she showed her big white teeth and said, "In order to avoid being hungry, there is no way."

Cai Ling glanced at the vegetable field and said, "Can this be planted alive?"

Han Fei sighed and said, "Always try it."

Cai Ling nodded and said: "Then I will go back first. By the way, the Third Prince has gone to Shenxuetang. You won't be back at noon. You don't have to wait."

Han Fei was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Will you not be back at noon?"

Cai Ling nodded and said, "So you don't have to prepare at noon."

After saying this, Cai Ling left first.

Leaving Han Fei alone was a bit lonely. She still thought that if the child came back at noon, she would also ask him what kind of place Shen Xuetang was, and wanted to ask him, was it happy to go to school the first day? Are you happy to meet new friends? Will anyone bully him?

Han Fei didn't notice that her focus had become more and more remote, and even the little Qin Che was raised as a son.

The time of this day was spent in Han Fei, half expecting and half feeling lonely. In the evening, Han Fei just stood at the door of the small courtyard, looking up, and walking around from time to time, like this. A worried old mother.

Finally, when the little figure walked over, Han Fei's eyes lit up and she ran over.

But before Han Fei's words were spoken, she saw the child's abnormal walking posture, her heartbeat missed a beat, and the legs of the male **** in the later generations immediately appeared in her mind.

Han Fei, who was frightened, pressed the child's shoulder and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? What's wrong with your legs? Show me!"

The child dodged a bit, and said quite normally: "Fat, you hurt me."

Han Fei realized how hard she was to hold the child because of her tension. She quickly released her hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so worried, it hurts, right? Why did you limp while walking? Where is it? Are you injured?"

The child avoided Han Fei's attempt to lift his trouser legs, and said with a smile: "Fat, I just fell accidentally, so that's why. Is Fatty worried about me? I don't hurt."

Han Fei didn't see any abnormality from his face. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is it really just a fall?"

The child nodded and said: "The master still praised me today, fat, am I very good?"

Han Fei smiled, her eyes crooked, she reached out and touched the child's head, and said, "Of course, our Master Che is the best. What else did the Master say today?"

The child thought for a while and said, "The master said, I am very talented and a man of creation."

Han Fei was exasperated, and was so happy that her child was praised. He said, "Are there still people bullying you?"

The child thought for a while and wanted to say no, but subconsciously felt that Fatty would not believe it. He turned his words and changed his view, saying: "Yes, but I have been by the Master's side, they dare not. "

Han Fei was surprised, and felt that the child was too smart. Isn't this a good boy in front of a typical teacher? But this is also a way to avoid bullying, she has no doubts.

"Fatty, I'm going to my mother's place, the master said, please please."

Han Fei said immediately: "Go, this master is right, your mother is still waiting for you now."

The child nodded and said, "I'm going to be fat."

"Go ahead."

Han Fei looked at the child's figure with a smile, and stood for a while before turning around and going back to continue busying herself with her affairs.

After seeing Han Fei finally returning from the child’s light, he couldn’t hold it anymore. He knelt down on the ground, his entire face was pale, and cold sweat appeared.

Drops of blood dropped to the ground.

The child's original immature face instantly became sullen, and the dark eyes flashed with gloom that was not suitable for his age.

The hand covered by the sleeve slowly lifted up, as if touching something extremely painful, the child's body was twitching.

Afterwards, the hands wrapped in the white cloth were exposed, but the white cloth had been soaked with blood, and blood dripped drop by drop.

The child moved hard and hid behind the tree trunk to avoid being seen by Fatty.

His painful eyes are moist, he is still a child, no matter how hard he can endure, he still has a bottom line.

The **** hands took apart the white cloth strips little by little, exposing the skin underneath, and saw that the nails on the hands had fallen apart.

Once regarded by children as a weapon of life, each of the sharp fingertips disappeared, some even had their flesh removed, and some were polished. The ten fingers connected to the heart, and his tears were so painful. Fall down.

The child wanted to cry, wanted to tell Fatty, wanted to be comforted by Fatty, but he couldn't.

The child vaguely knew that he could not be seen by Fatty, so he lied. He was not good at Shen Xuetang.

The Master didn't notice him at all, and there was no so-called assessment, and all the words he prepared had no effect.

Those people don't care about him at all.

In this world, no one cares about him except being fat.

The child's tears became more turbulent. He remembered that in Shen Xuetang, when the master left, those people swarmed him, pressed him to the ground, kicked him and beat him.

The child would fight back, and he successfully scratched the faces of several people with his nails, but because of this, those people called the guards, held him down, and pulled out all the nails.

He cried out with piercing pain, he even cried and begged, but the people didn't stop.

No one stopped.

They are all smiling, smiling indulgently.