Chapter 817

Unexpectedly, the child just said, "If you buy it, you can find someone to make a pair."

Fang Chixia was used to this kind of sweet-smelling sales method and ignored it.

I wanted to continue walking nearby, but behind me, a magnetic and elegant voice sounded faintly, "I want this pair!"

The familiar voice made her stunned for a moment, and her head turned stiffly.

Leng Qihan stood beside the little girl, pointed to one of the dolls, and spoke to her lightly.

The little girl was very happy with her business. She handed him two dolls and smiled sweetly at him, "200 francs, thank you sir!"

"What two hundred? It's immoral to ask for such a small price." Beside him, Fang Chixia interjected.

As if the little girl didn't hear her words, she was still selling Leng Qihan, "Sir, this is hand-sewn and has a different meaning, right?"

Leng Qihan didn't say anything, just handed the money to her.

The little girl was very happy to receive the money, so she gave him a string of silver anklets, "This is a gift, it has magic, you can tie the person you like by your side for the rest of your life."

"Have you read too many fairy tales?" Beside him, Fang Chixia's light and ironic voice came again.

Leng Qihan calmly listened to her words, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Obviously, people with such a strong and cold-hearted style like him must not believe in these superstitions.

However, he took away the anklet.

Silver, the pendant is strung with some tiny leaves, very beautiful.

Leng Qihan stared at the anklet, walked to Fang Chixia a few steps, and shoved a doll in his hand to her.

"Why did you think about buying this?" Fang Chi Xia took it, with a slightly stunned expression on his face.

"I remember that you liked this kind of thing very much when you were a child." He replied lightly to her, and he walked slowly ahead.

Fang Chi Xia Chu was in the same place, his hand holding the doll was a little stiff.

Does he remember?

"Let's go! Do you still want to stay here?" Leng Qihan's voice came from the front, faintly, with a hint of ridicule.

Fang Chixia came back to her senses and followed a few steps.

Marseille is a seaport city, where the two of them are, you can smell the sea breeze everywhere.

Leng Qihan didn't seem to want to go back immediately, and even took her on a cruise ship.

There was a lot of wind on the sea, and when the sea breeze blew, it brought a cool breeze.

Fang Chixia wore very little clothes. The two of them poured cold wind on the sea for several hours. On the way back to the hotel, they accidentally fell ill.

While still in the car, the fire had already started.

Fang Chixia has always been healthy, and has never been in a hospital since childhood.

In recent years, the only time I got sick was when I was pregnant with a baby.

When sitting in the car, her head was very chaotic, and she was groggy all the time.

Halfway through the car, she felt her head being pressed against the pillow.

The warm body temperature invaded, and she knew that it was Leng Qihan's chest...

Going back this way, Fang Chixia's consciousness was a little vague.

She knew that she was carried upstairs by Leng Qihan, and she also knew that he took her into the room, and even placed her on the bed.

When she was about to fall asleep, she heard Leng Qihan's voice calling, "Fever-reducing medicine, fever-reducing stickers, and ice packs, bring some up."

Outside the room, a few minutes later, there were bursts of hurried voices, and it seemed that a large group of waiters rushed over.