Chapter 611

"It's over! It's over... Doesn't that mean that Aunt Ping saw all the intimate words I sent to Yanran this morning? What's worse, aunt Ping sent me a text message. And I thought it was sweet, and finally returned the three words' I love you '... "

Thinking of this, Rao is Lin Feng's thick skinned face can't help being a little hot.

"Lin Feng, what's the matter with you? okay! okay! I'm not angry with you. Let's go. I'll show you to my room! The last time you came to our house, you didn't have a good look because your mother and grandma were there... "

Seeing the strange expression on Lin Feng's face, Qin Yanran hurriedly took him to visit his boudoir.

"Show me around her boudoir?"

Lin Feng was still thinking about the SMS in his mind. In the twinkling of an eye, he was pulled to the sweet boudoir again. As soon as he entered it, Lin Feng smelled a very familiar fragrance, which was the faint daughter fragrance on Yan Ran.

Fresh and elegant, it smells good, not pungent at all. This faint fragrance is the unique flavor of Qin Yanran. Lin Feng has been smelling in the classroom for three years. How could he not imagine that he could walk into such a sweet boudoir with such fragrance everywhere today?

"Hee hee! Lin Feng, this is my bed every night. This is my desk for doing my homework. This is the computer desk. And this is a big wardrobe, hee hee... I won't open it for you, but this... It's my photo album. All the photos taken from childhood are here... "

Qin Yanran got up early in the morning and the first thing she did was to clean up her boudoir. So now, of course, I am very happy to introduce Lin Feng to every detail of my room.

A simple girl like Qin Yanran is in such a state when her ignorant and green love germinates. Eager to show everything to each other, hoping that each other can enter their own world. Of course, they also hope to enter each other's world and understand everything about him.

"Ha ha! Sweet, are these you? You looked so good when you were a child! "

Sitting on Qin Yanran's soft and fragrant bed, Lin Feng looked through the photo album with the traces of the passage of time with her. Seeing the beautiful and lovely little Lori in the photo, she couldn't help laughing and said.

"Of course it's me, this, this... And this, it's all me. This is when he was three years old. He just went to nursery. When he was five years old, he should go to kindergarten. I still remember when I was in kindergarten, a teacher liked me very much, Lin Feng. Look... The sheep horn braid in this photo was made by the teacher for me... "

Turning pages of photos, Qin Yanran is like a treasure in his family. It seems that she wants to tell Lin Feng all her experiences from childhood to adulthood.

Lin Feng listened with interest, especially looking at these beautiful and lovely photos of Qin Yanran from small to large, and listening to her stories of joy or sorrow, he felt that the distance between Qin Yanran and her was further.

"See this? Lin Feng, in this picture, the small wound on my forehead. When I was in primary school in Beijing, a bad girl in the same class pushed me while doing radio gymnastics and knocked me to the ground... "

Qin Yanran pointed to a seven or eight year old photo. There was a very obvious scar on her forehead. She said a little sadly, "at that time, my mother was busy with work and my grandmother was still teaching in the University. I'm a wild child who nobody cares about. My mother didn't find out about this wound until three days later... I'm useless. If I'm bullied, I'll only hide in the quilt and cry... "

With that, Qin Yanran blinked a little wrongfully, lifted the bangs on her forehead and said to Lin Feng, "up to now, there can be a little trace on it!"

"Yan Ran, don't worry! I will never let anyone bully you in the future. "

Hearing Qin Yanran talking about her childhood, Lin Feng really understood her. It turned out that Qin Yanran was not born in a senior intellectual family and had a happy childhood as she imagined.

In fact, Qin Yanran's childhood was not happy, even incomplete and painful. Since childhood, she has no father's love, and even her mother is busy working. She has not fulfilled many due responsibilities to her, which leads to Qin Yanran's serious lack of security from childhood to most.

"Lin Feng, you will always protect me, won't you?" Feeling the warmth of Lin Feng's arms, Qin Yanran smiled and pasted it. She also held Lin Feng in her hands, raised her head and looked at Lin Feng's way from bottom to top.

"Of course, Yan Ran. I won't hurt you again in the future. Moreover, I will... Remove this shallow scar on your forehead. "

As Lin Feng spoke, he secretly took out a few drops of divine water from the divine water space, attached it to his palm, then pasted it on Qin Yanran's forehead and gently stroked it a few times.

"Eh? Some are cool and wet. Lin Feng, what are you doing? "

The effect of divine water worked. Qin Yan blinked and said to Lin Feng in doubt, "but it's very comfortable."

"Yan Ran, just look in the mirror. I think the scar on your forehead should have completely disappeared. " After Lin Fengsong opened his hand, he said with a smile.

"It's impossible, Lin Feng. Don't try to coax me. Although the scar on my forehead is very shallow and can hardly be seen without careful reading, it is difficult to completely eliminate it. My mother bought me a lot of famous scar removal products, but I can't do it. How can you touch it casually... "

Qin Yanran muttered, walked to the dressing mirror and looked at it casually.

But at such a glance, Qin Yanran's words immediately stopped, then immediately widened her eyes, stepped forward, lifted up her bangs and stared at the mirror carefully for a while. After repeated confirmation, she looked back at Lin Feng in surprise and shouted: "scar... The scar really disappeared completely. Lin Feng, you... How did you do it? "

"Look! Yan Ran, I said the scar would disappear. " Lin Feng said with a smile that the effect of Shenshui's scar removal is powerful. Even the mole on sister Tongtong's face can be removed completely, not to mention the shallow scar of Qin Yanran.

"Just now I felt my forehead wet and cool. Lin Feng, did you secretly wipe something for me?" Qin Yanran was not stupid. She immediately sat next to Lin Feng and asked him.

"Hey, hey! Yan Ran, you found out. Yes, I did put something on my hand... "Lin Feng smiled.

"What is it?" Qin Yanran was more curious.

"Saliva!"

Lin Feng laughed and joked.