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Chapter 320 Song Tingfan, why are you so fierce (thanks to Qiange in 1998)

Song Tingfan carried her back to the inn and quickly stepped out to find a doctor.

After a while, Lin Qiao opened her eyes and swept around the room without anyone. She couldn't help but pat her chest.

Being stared at by the villain, I feel like I'll live for many years.

But the villain wasn't angry.

She lowered her head and sniffed, and suddenly she felt nauseous again. She quickly got up and ran out of the toilet, "Vomit~ Vomit~"

Finally, I vomited until my eyes were covered in water.

After a while of a slow down, she felt much better. At this moment, with a sudden "bang", she hurried out and happened to see Song Tingfan coming out of the room with a gloomy expression.

It's like a wife running away.

At the same time, Song Tingfan saw her, the haze in his eyes dissipated, and he said in a deep voice: "Where have you gone?"

"I just wanted to vomit and went to the toilet."

Lin Qiao pointed to the direction of the toilet, then went into the room and saw the stool lying on the ground. She couldn't help but look at the man next to her.

Soon she withdrew her gaze and bent down to pick up the stool, "Where did the little wild cat come from and knocked down the stool? Tingfan, I want to eat sour fruit." She said and looked at him with grievance.

This is true, I want to eat sour things.

Regarding her spoiled behavior, Song Tingfan pursed his lips and was silent for a while, "Wait a minute, the doctor will go buy it after seeing it."

A quarter of an hour later, the doctor took a look at his pulse and said nothing bad. "It is normal to vomit when you are pregnant, so eat more sour to relieve it."

"The little lady is too thin, so she needs to make up for it more, otherwise it will be difficult to have a baby."

He turned to Song Tingfan and instructed: "Be considerate of her and try not to let her do the family affairs. Also, you can't stand being frightened."

Song Tingfan habitually pursed his lips, "Yes."

After seeing the doctor off, he glanced at the bed and signaled Lin Qiao to rest.

Lin Qiao knew it, took off her shoes and went to bed, her eyes were waving, and she said coquettishly: "Tingfan, I still want to eat candied fruit."

She wants to try the bottom line of the villain's tolerance for her, and then she will act according to the bottom line.

The woman in her eyes is pretty and delicate, and she can't overlap with her face in her memory. Why is it different at all?

A trace of complexity flashed in Song Tingfan's eyes, but he never thought that she was not Lin Qiao.

Silence for a while, "Okay."

"Tingfan, you are so nice."

Hearing this, the woman bent her eyes with a smile, reached out and pulled his sleeve, and said shyly: "You bend down a little."

What to do then is already obvious.

Have to kiss him.

Song Tingfan thought of the kiss he had been kidding before, froze in place, then pulled back his sleeves, "I'm leaving."

Then, without waiting for her to answer, he strode out of the house.

This way, the villain was "feared" her more, and she didn't seem to be crazy about killing her when she saw her.

After only two days of contact, she realized that the villain was a bit similar to Song Tingfan, who was soft but not hard.

As long as she cuts from this point of view, it will not take long to make him let down his vigilance.

Song Tingfan naturally wondered if she had lived again in her original body. After all, the difference was too big, but as long as she was not exposed, her life would be saved.

As she thought about it, the woman fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the man came back with a basket of fruits. He saw that the woman on the bed was asleep and he placed it on the table.

After standing for a while, he turned around and wanted to go out. At this time, the woman started talking in her sleep, "Tingfan, wear more clothes and don't catch a cold."

"Take clothes and be obedient."

Soon there was no sound again.

The room was quiet for a while, and the footsteps sounded, gradually weakening, and then the "creaking" sound of the door closed.

After a while, the woman on the bed opened her eyes, glanced at the closed door, raised her eyebrows, and then closed her eyes and went to bed.

I originally planned to get up after a while, but I woke up from this sleep and it was already dark. Lin Qiao was stunned for a moment, then stood up on the bed, huh, it wasn't right.

There is someone next to it.

As for who it is, no need to guess.

She pretended to be happy and hugged him, kissed him on the cheek, and said in a low voice: "Tingfan."

The man was already sensitive, and he woke up as soon as she left. He felt the warmth on his face, instinctively resisted, and scolded quietly: "What are you doing!"

Lin Qiao's mouth twitched, and she had kissed her, but she still didn't know what she was doing?

She patted his chest unhappily, "Song Tingfan, why are you so fierce? Are you tired of being tired? If you get tired of being separated, let's separate."

"You asked me to get married and promised to be nice to me all your life. You changed in just a few months and you are still mad at me."

The man said nothing, and Lin Qiao said with great difficulty: "If you don't admit your mistake, I'll be angry."

After a long time, the man didn't say anything. She stood up unhappily, then got out of bed, deliberately kicked the stool, "Ouch..."

Song Tingfan immediately got up to help her. Lin Qiao shook his hand away and looked really angry, "Don't help you." After that, she went out angrily.

Song Tingfan in the room frowned into Chuanzi.

When Lin Qiao returned home from the shop, she didn't say a word to Song Tingfan. Song Tingfan looked at her two or three times.

After dinner, Lin Qiao put down her bowls and chopsticks, "Amima Fan, I'll sleep with you later."

Upon hearing this, Old Woman Fan glanced at Song Tingfan and looked at her again. When the people who came here saw that the couple had a quarrel.

"My bed is small and easy to squeeze you."

Song Qinshi helped her speak, "Qiao'er should go back to the house to sleep. Don't squeeze your Fan Amiya. Besides, Tingfan is here, so you can take care of you at night."

"My grandma, I'm fine, I don't need to take care of you." Lin Qiao seemed determined to go to Mrs. Fan to sleep.

Song Qinshi didn't want to say anything else, so she glanced at her grandson who didn't say anything.

When Lin Qiao went to the kitchen, she called Song Tingfan into the room and blamed her slightly, "Did you have a quarrel with Qiaoer?"

Song Tingfan shook his head, "No."

"Not yet? Do you coax me? No matter what, you give in to Qiao'er. She feels uncomfortable when she is pregnant and is in a normal state of being a little bit."

Song Qinshi was afraid that he would not take it seriously and said, "Niu Niu, you wanted to marry Qiaoer at the beginning. If you treat her badly, Grandpa and Grandpa will not help you."

"Qiao'er worked hard for this family. In the years when you were away, she ran around the village in the town and got sick and didn't tell us."

"When you went to the army, she stuffed 100 taels of silver into the yamen just to let you allocate it to a good place, which is not that difficult."

"I've heard from the village chief's wife tell me about this."

Song Tingfan had no memory of these things, but he believed them vaguely. She did treat them very well.

"Listen to my grandma, go and coax Qiaoer." Song Qinshi said again.

After leaving the house, Song Tingfan went to wash two sour fruits. After entering the house, he met the woman's gaze. Before he could say anything, she turned her head and ignored him.

He pursed his lips, as if he didn't know how to treat her, and finally placed the fruit on the table in front of her.

Under his faint sight, Lin Qiao almost couldn't continue acting. She was so angry that she was just making trouble.

She glanced at the fruit, and after a while, she reached out to take it and took it and took it.

After finishing her meal, she looked at the man standing next to her with a stone statue, "I'm going to have an assessment tomorrow. You go to bed early."

I was worried about the plot of the assessment before, but now I am not worried about it. The villain is not that stupid. I have been beaten once and again.
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