The Girl Come Back is Super (Nikita and Sheehan) novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235 They did nothing else.

While Fabian was still thinking how to answer him, he heard Felton ask, “Is the magic doctor who treated Grandpa here?”

Nikita asked for leave and didn’t come to school in the afternoon.

But Felton knew that she would come to give his grandpa an acupuncture at night.

Fabian was dazed again, with an awkward expression on his face.

When Felton saw this, he raised his eyebrows and said, “Fabian, why do you show this expression?

What can’t be said about this?”

“Yes, Fabian, is the little doctor here?” Tammy still didn’t know that the magic doctor she said was Nikita. She only heard that Old Mr. Lambert was cured by a very powerful and beautiful doctor. Besides visiting Old Mr. Lambert today, she also wanted to see what the doctor looked like.

She likes powerful and beautiful girl best.

For example, Sister Nikita. She likes her very much!

And she felt that in terms of beauty, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to be more beautiful than Miss Nikita.

“Er…”Fabian hesitated for a few more seconds, then he said: “Miss Swift is here.”

“Is she giving Grandpa acupuncture now?” Felton said and wanted to find Nikita. “Let me

have a look.”

He wanted to see why Nikita’s acupuncture was so powerful.

She actually could cure his grandfather with silver needles.

“Wow, this doctor’s surname is also Swift. Her surname is the same as my idol’s.

Fabian’s words did not make Felton’s face get better. The teenager sipped his lips tightly and clenched his fists, and suddenly turned and strode upstairs.

Tammy was shocked and shouted to him: “Felton, where are you going?

Won’t you come with me to see Grandpa?”

The boy didn’t respond, walked very fast, and he quickly went upstairs across several steps.

In the bedroom full of masculinity.

Sheehan gently put Nikita on his pure black big bed. In the three-meter-wide big bed, a petite and thin girl lying on it, which made her look more small. Her white skin was shining against a black background, like a handful of white and flawless snow in winter.

It’s maybe hot, or because of the glass of red wine three hours ago. The girl’s white face reveals a faint crimson, and her lips are ruddy. There was light bouquet in her breathes.

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