Full Sugar No Ice

Chapter 39 Emerald Lemon ([-])

"I never thought that Teng Yi would save someone."

"He formed a private rescue team." Tang Xiaobing thought of Song Zhan and others whom he had just met.

"I read on the Internet that the civilian rescue team is entirely self-financed, so he is quite rich. What does he do?" Feng Fei asked curiously.

"Car beauty." Tang Xiaoming recalled the shabby old decoration of Teng Yi's house, "He is not rich."

Rich people don't live in this kind of house.

"Oh, he started his own business." Feng Fei turned over, lay flat on the pillow, and said in a low tone: "That's right, with his experience, it's difficult to find a job. In fact, he did pretty well by himself, at least, no Being looked down upon by others will not be squeezed by capitalists."

"The past few years have been difficult for him. After his father's accident, his mother also passed away. There are no relatives in his family, and he doesn't know how he survived at that time." Mentioning this, Tang Xiaobing felt a little uncomfortable.

"He's a man, with hands and feet, and he can always support himself. Besides, he was very capable when he was in school, and he was also very popular among boys. Do you remember, what kind of event is held in the school? Lao Ban asks him for help if he doesn’t ask others. This kind of person, even with a low education level, can get along well in society. You see, he now has a store and a car, and he doesn’t need to buy a house. He already lives longer than most people. Well done."

Tang Xiaobing didn't speak.

"Bingbing."

"Ah."

"How far have you and him... developed?" Feng Fei turned around and stared at Tang Xiaobing with piercing eyes.

Tang Xiaobing glanced at her, but did not answer.

Seeing Tang Xiaobing's expression, Feng Fei couldn't help becoming anxious. She pointed at Tang Xiaobing's nose and threatened in a low voice: "Don't make it up for me, tell the truth. Are you two getting back together?"

The atmosphere along the way just now said that there was nothing between the two of them, and she wouldn't believe it even if she was killed.

Tang Xiaobing pushed her fingers away from her face, and she pulled up the corner of the quilt until she reached her mouth before stopping. Looking at the purple brushed lampshade on the ceiling, she said in a lost tone, "He said it was impossible for us."

Feng Fei was stunned for a moment, then let out a long breath, and lay down again, "He still has a little conscience."

"Don't say that, Ah Fei, he's not a bad guy, never has been." Tang Xiaobing pulled up the quilt and covered his face.

Feng Fei turned around, trying to grab Tang Xiaobing's hand, but she stubbornly avoided it.

After a while, Tang Xiaobing showed her head, her eyes were red and her eyelids were a little swollen.

Feng Fei pretended not to notice, pointing to the lamp on the bedside table, "Remember to turn off the lamp."

Tang Xiaobing hummed and turned around.

Feng Fei sighed silently, turned over and fell asleep.

There was silence all around, Tang Xiaobing suddenly felt the phone vibrate.

It was an invitation from Song Zhan to join the WeChat group chat.

She clicked yes.

As soon as he entered, he saw Song Zhanfa's four scrolling characters of warm welcome on the public screen.

Song Zhan: Welcome Sister Bing Bing!
Song Zhan: My sister-in-law is still awake.

Hu Xuxu: Welcome sister-in-law Bingbing!

Tian Shen: Welcome beauty to Zhanying!
Qi Wenqiang: Welcome.

Bingbing: Thank you.

Tang Xiaobing opened the group member interface in the group chat, saw the familiar portrait of a fighter jet, and couldn't help biting her lower lip lightly.

Song Zhan: @恩伊, boss, where did you die, sister-in-law Bingbing is waiting for you!

Bingbing: Don't call him, I'm going to sleep.

Song Zhan: Oh, it's still Bingbing's sister-in-law who feels sorry for her.

Tian Shen: @恩怡
Hu Xuxu: @恩怡
Qi Wenqiang: @邓怡
Bingbing: I fell asleep.good night everybody.

Tang Xiaobing muted the chat and was about to quit the group chat when a strange avatar suddenly appeared on the chat interface.

A wavy Hong Kong-style beauty.

Lan Lan: Who is your sister-in-law?
Song Zhan: ...

Hu Xuxu: ...

Tian Shen: ...

Qi Wenqiang: Bingbing.

Lan Lan: @恩怡@格怡@格怡@格怡@格怡……

Tang Xiaobing's phone vibrated again. She looked at the page and was taken aback before realizing that someone else was sending her a message.

When I exited and saw the familiar portrait of a fighter jet, I couldn't help but feel a heartbeat.

She clicked.

"Go to bed and leave them alone."

She pursed her lips and typed on the chat page: "Can't sleep."

"Count the sheep with your eyes closed."

"Can you count Teng Yi?"

"..."

She made a laughing emoji.

"Go to sleep."

"One last question for you."

"ask."

"Who is Lan Lan?"

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Tang Xiaobing tossed and turned for a while before gradually becoming confused.After sleeping until midnight, Tang Xiaobing woke up and found that Feng Fei was gone.

She got out of bed and came to the living room, only to find that the corner lamp was on, and Feng Fei was sitting cross-legged between the sofa and the coffee table, typing on the keyboard intently on the laptop.

The light from the notebook reflected on her face, which looked like the lights in a haunted house. It was miserable and a little creepy.

She didn't notice Tang Xiaobing.

"A Fei." Hearing the voice, Feng Fei raised his head in a swish, his eyes widened, staring at the figure in the darkness.

Tang Xiaobing lowered her voice and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Feng Fei saw that it was her, and heaved a sigh of relief. She patted her chest, pointed to the computer and said, "Work overtime."

Feng Fei is an intern in a well-known foreign company, and is often called up to work by her boss in the middle of the night.

"Can't we do it tomorrow?"

Feng Fei shook his head, "No."

Tang Xiaobing nodded, went to pour a glass of water, and put it in Feng Fei's hand, "Don't work too hard, go to bed early."

Feng Fei nodded, "In a while, you go to sleep first."

Tang Xiaobing looked back at Feng Fei under the lamp before entering the room.

Lonely persistence.

Who has an easier life than anyone else?

Because of the two children, the harmonious relationship between the Feng and Tang families lasted for more than twenty years.Feng's father and Feng's mother treated Tang Xiaobing like their own daughter. When they met this time, Feng's mother found that Tang Xiaobing had lost weight, and she was so distressed that she urged Feng's father to buy a bunch of chicken, duck and fish meat for Tang Xiaobing to nourish.

"Bingbing, this soft-shelled turtle was born and bred in the soil, and it's especially sweet. Come, auntie will get you a bowl." Feng Ma got up and picked up the soup bowl in front of Tang Xiaobing, and was about to fill it for her.

"Let me come, auntie." Tang Xiaobing quickly stood up.

"Sit down, don't move, I'll come." Feng Ma filled a large bowl of soft-shelled turtle soup, handed it to Tang Xiaobing, and supervised her to finish the soup.

"Mom, I want it too!" Feng Fei handed his bowl to her mother.

Feng Ma clicked her lips, pushed away the empty bowl in front of her, glared at Feng Fei and reprimanded, "Pick it up yourself! How old are you, and let your mother serve you."

"Mom, you're blatantly partial. I'm the same age as Tang Xiaobing, and you serve her soup. When it's my turn, just throw me aside. I'm your daughter! See clearly! Ms. Wu!" Feng Fei pointed at his face, puffing out his cheeks in protest.

Feng Ma rolled her eyes, she didn't bother to care about her showman, she pointed to the braised pork and advised Tang Xiaobing to eat more meat.

Father Feng still felt sorry for his daughter, he smiled and picked up his daughter's bowl, "Isn't it just a bowl of soup, Dad will serve it for you."

"Father is the best." Feng Fei winked at Lao Feng, and circled his hands upwards, making a heartfelt gesture.

"Okay, hello dad, then don't cry poorly in front of me from now on." Feng Ma glanced at Feng Fei sideways, and suddenly said something.

Feng Fei froze immediately, she leaned over and hugged Feng Ma, "Mom, Mom, I love you."

"Let go, let go, you child... let go... oil... oil rubbed against my face... oh..." Feng Ma was completely out of control by Feng Fei, who deliberately played tricks on her, and her tense face gradually broke Gong, showing a helpless smile.

Tang Xiaobing watched the scene of the mother and daughter cuddling and laughing, and smiled slightly.

She lowered her eyelids, picked up the braised pork in the bowl, put it in her mouth, and started to chew.

Laughing and laughing throughout the meal, the atmosphere was extraordinarily warm and cheerful.

After the meal, Tang Xiaobing got up first to clean up the dishes, Feng Ma hurriedly stopped her, "Put it there, Bingbing, Auntie will clean up."

"It's okay, I'll come."

Feng Ma raised her leg and kicked Feng Fei who was picking up her phone, "Stop playing, get up and help."

"Where are you playing! I'm replying to the boss's message... Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming, don't stare at me, I'm afraid, you go to rest, rest!" Feng Fei couldn't bear Feng Ma's aggressive eyes, and got up to help As Tang Xiaobing cleaned up, after a while, the dining table was cleared, and the kitchen was filled with the sound of splashing water and the laughter of the girls.

In the living room, seeing Feng Ma coming, Father Feng moved to the side of the sofa to make room.

Mama Feng sat down, glanced towards the kitchen, and said, "Do you think Bingbing's visit is a bit different this time?"

(End of this chapter)