Fang Yifan, starting from childhood joy

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It was only then that Huang Zhitao came to her senses.

Then he turned his head and looked at Qiao Yingzi.

"Yingzi, when did your mother become so easy to talk to?"

"You can go out and have fun as you please, and you can even eat out."

Qiao Yingzi smiled after hearing this.

I stretched and felt that the sky seemed even bluer.

Then, turning to Huang Zhitao, he said, "Because I have already made it clear to her."

"From now on, my mom won't control me like that anymore!"

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked happy.

"From now on, I can be as free as you!"

Huang Zhitao's eyes flickered as she glanced at Qiao Yingzi.

Deep down, she always hoped that one day her mother could manage her like Song Qian did.

However, she didn't say it.

Instead, he smiled and nodded.

"Congratulations, Yingzi!"

Qiao Yingzi's eyes flickered, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

All of this is thanks to that guy.

Chapter 715 Painting on the Face

The two arrived at Fang Yifan's house and found the door tightly closed.

Huang Zhitao had just taken a step forward.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, Fang Yifan suddenly stopped him.

Suddenly, my hand was grabbed.

She turned her head and looked at Qiao Yingzi with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong, Yingzi!"

A mysterious smile appeared on Qiao Yingzi's face.

"Fang Yifan hasn't gotten up yet; his parents aren't home today!"

"So, we sneaked in and gave that guy a fright."

"He usually bullies me."

Huang Zhitao frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"Yingzi, how did you know that?"

Qiao Yingzi blinked and said matter-of-factly.

"Fang Yifan told me!"

Huang Zhitao felt that Qiao Yingzi and Fang Yifan were impossible.

But for some reason, hearing those words made me feel a little sour.

These were things he didn't know, but Yingzi did.

Qiao Yingzi excitedly shook Huang Zhitao's arm, acting coquettishly.

"Oh, Peach, what do you say?"

"Uh~" Huang Zhitao finally came to her senses at this moment.

A serene smile appeared on her face as she blinked.

"But how do we get in?"

After hearing this, Qiao Yingzi raised an eyebrow and a smug smile appeared on her face.

She lowered her body slightly and looked around.

He lowered his head, then squatted down and opened the shoe cabinet.

I explored inside for a bit.

He took out a key and waved it in front of Huang Zhitao.

"Peach, look what this is!"

Huang Zhitao's smile was somewhat stiff.

"Could this be Fang Yifan's house key?"

Qiao Yingzi snapped her fingers.

"That's right!"

Huang Zhitao blinked, perhaps out of jealousy.

I just feel like I've been wronged.

"Did Fang Yifan tell you this?"

"no!"

Qiao Yingzi answered crisply and clearly.

Huang Zhitao breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it wasn't Fang Yifan who told her.

Otherwise, the two of them would be far too close.

Qiao Yingzi blinked and added!

"My godmother gave it to me!"

Huang Zhitao was puzzled as to why Yingzi's godmother had a key to Fang Yifan's house!

Who is your godmother?

Qiao Yingzi smiled and then said, "It's Fang Yifan's mom!"

After hearing this, Huang Zhitao also felt somewhat anxious and uncertain.

Fortunately, Qiao Yingzi doesn't like Fang Yifan, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to compete with her.

After all, Qiao Yingzi and Fang Yifan's mother have such a good relationship.

It's as if all the potential conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have already been resolved.

However, Qiao Yingzi didn't think that much about it.

Instead, he planned to use this time to give Fang Yifan a good scare.

Imagining his panicked look, Qiao Yingzi's lips curled into a smile.

He neatly and efficiently inserted the key.

With a "click," the door opened.

Qiao Yingzi turned around and waved.

"Peach, the door's open, let's go in!"

Huang Zhitao nodded somewhat blankly at this moment.

"oh oh!"

After the two went inside, they gently closed the door.

Qiao Yingzi took the lead and charged straight towards Fang Yifan's bedroom.

Huang Zhitao suddenly grabbed Qiao Yingzi's wrist as if by some strange impulse.

Qiao Yingzi frowned and looked at Huang Zhitao with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong, Peach?"

Huang Zhitao swallowed hard, then said somewhat nervously.

"Peach, isn't it a bad idea for us to go in now?"

"If Yifan hasn't gotten up yet, then..."

Qiao Yingzi interrupted Huang Zhitao with a mischievous smile.

"It's not a 'what if,' but Fang Yifan definitely hasn't gotten up yet."

Huang Zhitao didn't want to ruin her image in Fang Yifan's eyes.

What if he misunderstands me?

Qiao Yingzi looked at Huang Zhitao, who seemed hesitant, smiled, and then said.

"Don't worry, Fang Hou won't be angry, I'm here for you!"

After saying that, she tiptoed into Fang Yifan's room.

Sure enough, Fang Yifan was still lying in bed, taking a nap.

Qiao Yingzi quietly walked to his bedside.

With a smile on his face, he said, "He always bullies me, but today I finally have a chance to get revenge."

She turned her head, searching for the tool to commit the crime.

Suddenly, I noticed the marker on Fang Yifan's desk.

His eyes darted around, and an idea came to him.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, pinched his chin, and pondered what he should draw.

Or how about we draw a turtle?

Without further ado, Qiao Yingzi had already opened the marker.