And because nectar can be stored for a long time, she made a lot of it in one go.
But the most puzzling thing is that Xiaoxiao underestimated the father and daughter's love for roses. Not only did they pick more than half of the flowers to make nectar, but they also had fresh flowers picked every day to make ready-made food for Xiaoxiao. According to
The meaning of Feng Xin's dream is that it will not end until the flowers wither.
This lasted for several days. Mu Xiaoxiao could hardly stand being surrounded by the fragrance of roses for several days. This father and daughter really had a unique passion for roses.
The same goes for Maomao. She almost couldn't help but want to cover her nose when she smelled the roses. But for some reason, Maomao didn't complain at all this time and even asked Xiaoxiao to do more every day.
On this day, Xiaoxiao had just come back from outside, and she had just assigned tasks to the elite troops for Feng Yichi. She had been staying at the Feng family for two weeks. She was also familiar with those elite troops. The management was not like that.
It was so strenuous at first, so I went back to the main house earlier than before.
"Mao Mao, my heart..." When I came back, I was about to call the two little guys.
"Mao Mao, watch the move!" Suddenly, Feng Xinmeng burst out of the air, throwing something in his hand into the air. Then he activated the water gun in his hand with his other hand, directly hitting Mu Xiaoxiao.
"Uh..." Xiaoxiao immediately closed her eyes. The water was nothing, but Feng Xinmeng seemed to have spilled sand and flew into her eyes.
"Aunt Xiaoxiao?! Why is it you?" Feng Xinmeng immediately put down the water gun when she noticed that the person coming was not Mu Maomao.
Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes: "Xinmeng, what did you throw just now?" Her eyes hurt terribly. She really didn't think Xinmeng had thrown something into her eyes.
Feng Xinmeng poked each other with her hands: "Hu... Jiao... Aunt Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. Forgive me."
He shook his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It would be fine if it wasn't chili powder."
Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao feeling uncomfortable, Feng Xinmeng felt uncomfortable, and immediately helped Xiaoxiao: "Aunt Xiaoxiao, your clothes have been wet by me. Let me help you change into clean clothes."
"Um."
She didn't dare to open her eyes, only feeling the pain. Feng Xinmeng helped her up the escalator, and she kept her eyes closed the whole time.
After a while, he seemed to have reached the room.
"Aunt Xiaoxiao, please sit down for a while, and I'll get you some clean clothes."
In his hand: "Auntie, please put on your clothes first, and I'll bring you a basin of clean water to wash your face."
Feeling in the dark, she grabbed the clothes and touched them from side to side: "These don't seem to be my clothes?" The material and style of the clothes didn't look like the clothes she wore all the time.
"Well, Auntie, don't ask so many questions, just put it on." Xinmeng took the initiative to unzip her clothes before leaving the room.
Although she couldn't see it, she still fumbled to take off the clothes on her body first, and then fumbled again before putting the clothes back on.
After a while, Feng Xinmeng came in with a basin filled with water. Putting the small basin on the table, she squatted behind the sofa and carefully pulled up the zipper on Xiaoxiao's back.
"Thanks."
Feng Xinmeng shook his head: "Auntie, it was my fault. I spilled the pepper into your eyes. Wash your eyes quickly." She grabbed Xiaoxiao's hand and asked her to touch the edge of the small basin.
She touched her hand back and forth around the edge of the basin, then stretched her hand in, rubbed her eyes several times, then raised her head and opened her pupils.
Feng Xinmeng immediately handed over the towel: "Auntie, wipe it quickly."
After drying herself, she finally took a deep breath.
"Aunt Xiaoxiao, are you okay? How do you feel? Do your eyes still hurt?" she asked nervously.
Xiaoxiao shook her head: "It's okay." After saying that, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the clothes she was wearing. When she first touched it, she felt that the clothes were very complicated. Sure enough... what a beautiful dress.
It was a pink base color, with a delicate rose outlined in lace. The most amazing thing was that it fit well. She looked around the room again, and it was in Feng Xinmeng's room.
Xin Yi Nian asked: "Whose dress is this?" Isn't this in Feng Xinmeng's room? Logically speaking, Xinmeng wouldn't have such adult clothes.
Feng Xinmeng was about to speak.
At this time...
Another small figure broke in: "Mengmeng."
I saw Mu Maomao also carrying a water gun on his back and a transparent mask on his face. This is a mask used to prevent sand or pepper from entering the eyes.
"Ah, Cat!" Feng Xinmeng reacted and hid. After all, their water fight game is not over yet, and there is no chance for anyone to take advantage of it.
"Okay, stop playing." It was Xiaoxiao who intervened to prevent the place from becoming a mess.
The three people came out of Feng Xinmeng's room. When they went downstairs, they happened to bump into Feng Yichi going home.
"Daddy, you came back so early today."
"Uncle Feng."
Xiaoxiao just smiled and led the two children downstairs, one on the left and the other on the right.
"Um..." Feng Yichi was about to speak when he looked up and saw the scene on the escalator. Almost his entire gaze was fixed on that.
"Daddy, what's wrong with you?" Feng Xinmeng had already walked down the stairs and ran to daddy's side. He waved his hand in front of him. Why did daddy see Aunt Xiaoxiao looking fascinated?
With such a deadlock, even Xiaoxiao herself felt that something was wrong. She approached Feng Yichi and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Mu Maomao also looked at him doubtfully.
But Feng Yichi's face was still stiff, and his expression still stayed on his face. He cast his eyes on Xiaoxiao's body in a daze, and after a while, he said, "Lei'er..." He muttered softly.
"Huh?" Xiaoxiao looked at Maomao to the left, Feng Xinmeng to the right, and then looked back at Feng Yichi in confusion, what was he talking about? What Lei'er?
"Lei'er?" Xiaoxiao frowned: "Feng Yichi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Feng Yichi still didn't respond, but excitedly grabbed Xiaoxiao's shoulders and held them tightly with his hands, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
"Uncle Feng?" Maomao looked at Mummy with a sad expression, thinking that Uncle Feng must have scratched Mummy in pain, and couldn't help but speak.
"Lei'er, is that you? Lei'er..." Feng Yichi called.
Xiaoxiao was completely stunned. He felt that his shoulder was getting more and more painful. It was caused by the strength of his palm, which showed how much strength he had used.
"Daddy!" Feng Xinmeng was also nervous. She quickly grabbed the corner of Feng Yichi's clothes and pulled hard: "Daddy, what are you doing? How do you call mother's name? This is Aunt Xiaoxiao.