Chapter 354: Future you

Xue Gui was taken aback by Han Fei's strangeness, and quickly said, "What's the matter?"
Han Fei's face turned pale, she had to hold on to the table to barely maintain her standing position, but the feeling of splitting headache still remained.
It seemed to warn her that she had moved something not to move.
Han Fei took a sip of the water handed over by Xue Gui and then eased over, weakly saying, "It's okay, it's just a sudden headache. Maybe it's because I didn't rest well."
Master Xue also knew that he had acted too hastily, so he calmed down, and said, "You go back and rest first. You can think about today's affairs carefully, Che'er... Che'er will leave it to you."
Han Fei was silent, this time, she did not refuse.
She wanted to know Qin Che too much, and she didn't want him to be as unstructured as he is now.
When Han Fei left Xuegui's wing, she felt an unprecedented heaviness.
But the feeling of splitting headache also caught Han Fei's heart.
Perhaps...here, she is restricted. For example, once she does something that changes history, she will be punished. Even just now, she will be punished by the headache that has caused such a thought. .
It seems that she has to consider it carefully.
With this mood, Han Fei slowly walked back to the shabby little yard of the little boy. She was surprised to see the little boy and squatted at the door, as if waiting for something. After seeing her, she stood up. .
Han Fei's heart warmed and walked quickly over, saying, "Are you waiting for me?"
The child didn't speak, but his nose moved, and then slowly said, "Mother...the...smell."
Han Fei was astonished, and sniffed her own body exactly, but didn't smell anything.
But the little boy showed a smile, which made Han Fei a little flattered.
"The quilt, it's done."
The child also pointed to the blanket over there.
Han Fei's attention was diverted and said, "How do you know?"
The child said seriously: "I touched it, it's dry, it's very fragrant and warm."
Han Fei said in an educational tone: "Don't be exposed to the sun in the future, remember to stay in a cool place, do you hear it?"
The child nodded.
Seeing his rare goodness, Han Fei wanted to reach out and touch his head, but after all he retracted it. This action was not appropriate.
Soon, Han Fei re-invested in the cleaning work and worked all afternoon. Until the sun was about to go down, he barely cleaned up half of the yard and was exhausted enough.
But the sense of accomplishment is still full, especially seeing the open and bright room is a kind of silent satisfaction.
The child also followed Han Fei as a little tail for the whole afternoon, but the defense against Han Fei in his eyes was much less, almost negligible, especially when Han Fei put away and was swollen by the sun. When the quilt was warm, the child rolled on the quilt for a long time.
Han Fei couldn't help showing a motherly smile.
Especially after taking a bath, the little boy is just like hanging up. The dirty mud monkey immediately drags a layer of black skin, revealing the white and tender skin underneath, and the whole face is cute and tight. Especially after washing his face, that little face is exactly the same as Xuegui, because it hasn't been opened yet, and there is not a big boundary between men and women.
Han Fei felt that if she changed her clothes, she would be a girl.
I just...want to hold it!
But in order not to be bitten, Han Fei didn't dare to hold it up, just thinking about it.
But the things he did paid off. This feeling was great, and Han Fei became more determined in his heart to never let Xiao Qin Che be a wild child.
She stretched out her hand to catch the child, and said seriously: "His Royal Highness the Three Princes..."
Before Han Fei had finished speaking, the child interjected: "Qin Che."
The words are round and round, without any weirdness at all.
Han Fei dumbly said, "What's the matter?"
The child suddenly stretched out his hand, lay Han Fei's arm, and looked into her eyes. Only Han Fei was the only one of those black eyeballs.
"Fat, call, call Qin Che."
Han Fei: "..."
She tried to ease her mood.
"Well, let's make a deal. Don't call me fat in the future, then I will call you Xiao Cheche."
The child shook his head and yelled readily: "Fatty!"
Han Fei's smile was far-fetched.
Can you communicate well!
The child hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Fat, you, will you go?"
There was still a hint of uncertainty in his tone. ,
But Han Fei was very serious, and she solemnly said: "No, I won't go, unless you don't want me."
The child's eyes lit up, but dimmed again.
"You, you lie."
"I did not lie to you."
"Then you, then you... if you leave... what to do..."
Han Fei took a deep breath and said in the softest voice: "Master Che, the slave house is here for you."
"for me?"
"Yes, for you."
"why."
"Because you will become a cold person in a long, long time."
"Cold?"
"Yes, it's the kind that freezes people to death. It's also very tugging, tugging and cool, and people can't help but want to punch them to death."
The brat paused.
"Fatty, I don't want to bite you."
"Why bit me?"
"You, you scold me."
Han Fei suddenly looked embarrassed and coughed. She thought the child couldn't tell, but she underestimated the bastard.
"Fat. Will I really be like that in the future?"
The boy asked uncertainly.
Han Fei smiled and said, "Yes, but you will be very powerful in the future. You can freeze to death with one look, and you're still very proud."
"What is Tsundere?"
"It's... well, it means not repenting and boring everything in my heart."
"Oh……"
"But you will still be very gentle in the future, only when you are gentle, you are obviously indifferent to everyone, but you always make people unable to let it go, and, no matter where I am, he will come to save me."
As Han Fei was talking, her eyes suddenly trembled.
She seemed to remember that time at Fang's house.
When Qin Che appeared.
Thinking about it, Han Fei couldn't help but laughed, but was bitten by the child, but with no strength, Han Fei's mind was quickly pulled back.
"Fat, you lie to me."
"Where did I lie to you?"
"You are not for me."
"Ok?"
The little boy stopped talking, as if sulking, his face was full of anger.
Han Fei couldn't laugh or cry.
That night, the little boy put on a quilt that smelled of sunlight.
And he himself was completely clean.
No fleas harass him.
There is no sour smell lingering on the tip of the nose.