Full Sugar No Ice

Chapter 40 Cocoa Skirt ([-])

Father Feng recalled it for a while, "It seems that there are fewer words, and people are not very energetic. Could this child be sick?"

Feng Ma clicked her lips, "Smelly mouth, what is the disease, I do nucleic acid every day, it's fine. I think Bingbing seems to have something hidden in her heart, and she doesn't want to tell others."

"Have you asked your daughter?"

"Bingbing doesn't want to talk about the two of them, and your daughter will definitely not. But seeing that your daughter eats, drinks, and sleeps well, it shouldn't be a big deal." Feng Ma analyzed.

Father Feng nodded, agreeing with his wife.

Feng Ma sighed, "When I saw Bingbing, I would think of her coming to our house to play when she was a child. She was so small, just taller than the dining table, and she would clean up the dishes and eat. She never took the initiative to pick up meat and vegetables. Eating in front of her, watching TV is what we like more closely, and she never interrupted. I even went to Lao Tang and Wanqing to mention this matter to them. I remember that Wanqing’s eyes were full Red, sorry to tell me that she was busy with work in the police force and was away from home, so she neglected to take care of Bingbing. The responsibility lies with her, and Old Tang also blamed himself, saying that he did not protect Bingbing well and let Bingbing get it from the neighbor too early. I heard about my life experience. Since then, Old Tang and Wanqing have put a lot of thought into Bingbing, worked hard for a long time, and Bingbing has become more cheerful. Do you still remember that our two families went camping that summer, and Bingbing had a good time? How happy, that smile can be seen from the eyes to the heart. She is really happy."

Father Feng nodded, "That's right, the family environment has a huge impact on children. Every pair of parents cannot ignore the difficulties and setbacks their children encounter in the process of growing up. Only love between parents and children is far away. It’s not enough, we need communication and understanding, forgiveness and forgiveness. It would be great if Wanqing could understand this earlier, so that there won’t be troubles later..."

When mentioning the events of the year, Father Feng couldn't help but get a chill down his spine, and his throat felt a little congested.

Feng Ma patted her husband's hand, "Wanqing has never admitted that she was wrong, but her withdrawal from the criminal police team is not a punishment for herself. And Bingbing, who seems to have passed that hurdle, has become more serious. She is obedient and more sensible, but those who know her well and those who love her know that she is here..." Feng Ma pointed to her chest, "It's not good yet."

Father Feng looked at the kitchen and sighed, "Some people walk through the gate of hell and see everything, while others hide their true selves and show others with a different face, what do you think? Bingbing, does it belong to the former or the latter?"

Feng Ma was stunned.

She remembered that special day four years ago, when their husband and wife rushed to the central hospital to visit Tang Xiaobing, who was seriously injured, after hearing the news.

Severe penetrating abdominal injury, injuring viscera and causing hemorrhagic shock.

Currently undergoing surgery, life is uncertain.

Walking into the corridor of the operating room, they saw a young boy kneeling on the ground.

The boy's face was bruised and swollen, and his clothes were ripped out of shape. He knelt in front of Lao Tang and Xie Wanqing without saying a word, his eyes were red and red, as if stained with blood. Tremble.

He said sorry in a hoarse voice.

Xie Wanqing slapped him across the face, his body swayed, and several distinct fingerprints were printed on his face.

Everyone present knew who the boy was, and they dared not and could not persuade him.

Old Tang's heart was still soft, and when he threw the next slap, he grabbed Xie Wanqing's wrist, "Forget it, Wanqing, it's your fault, don't implicate the child."

Xie Wanqing sneered sharply and piercingly, before anyone could react, she rushed up and grabbed the boy by his collar and dragged him into the stairwell.

"Don't follow anyone!" Xie Wanqing uttered a warning before going in.

The iron door slammed shut.

About 10 minutes later, Xie Wanqing came out first, followed by the handsome boy.

Seeing that the boy had no obvious scars or abnormalities other than his pale complexion, the people waiting outside were secretly relieved.

On this festival, no one wants any more bloodshed.

Feng Ma remembered that after the boy came out, he went to the corner at the end of the operating room and squatted down.She heard someone whispering beside her that this boy was Tang Xiaobing's boyfriend, and that his father was a murderer who stabbed Tang Xiaobing with a dagger when he resisted arrest.

Feng Ma still remembered that the entire operation process was long and difficult. When Tang Xiaobing came out of the operating room, everyone only had time to see her pale face lying on the hospital bed before she was sent to the ICU by the medical staff.

She glanced back in the boy's direction.

There is no one there anymore.

Later, she never saw the boy again.

After that, Tang Xiaobing was transferred to the general ward after her condition stabilized, and the couple visited again. Tang Xiaobing looked the same as now except for being weak.

Very good, very sensible.

will laugh.

But that smile made the people who saw it not so happy.

"I don't know either. Bingbing is very thoughtful, unlike the heartless Ah Fei. The more normal she looks, the more uneasy I feel. I always feel like there is a sword hanging on her head. I don't know when It's about to fall and hurt her." Feng Ma recovered and replied.

Father Feng sighed again: "I hope there will be no more accidents, the Tang family can't stand the trouble anymore."

Tang Xiaobing lived in Feng's house for three days, and she was not idle during these three days. Whenever Feng's father and mother went out, she would get into the kitchen and start practicing.Feng Fei was so overwhelmed by work that she didn't bother to care about what she was doing until... Late one night, she was exhausted physically and mentally by the never-ending work on the computer. A second before she was on the verge of collapse, a sudden A very beautiful glass appeared.

The glass itself is ugly and worthless, but because of the contents inside, it suddenly becomes extraordinary.

"Coco skirt."

Tang Xiaobing's soft voice sounded in his ears.

"Milk tea customized just for you, do you like it?"

Feng Fei is a self-proclaimed cocoa fanatic, and he only likes this taste when drinking milk tea.

Cocoa skirt.

Tang Xiaobing gave it a good name.

Because of the appearance of this milk tea, it looks like a brown skirt before shaking.

she likes.

She bowed her head and took a sip.

Smack slowly in your mouth.

This cocoa skirt combines the aroma of chocolate and tea, the mellowness of milk, and some natural bitterness in the fine product, which will not make people feel sweet at all.

"Is it good?" The person in front of her stared at her expectantly.

She raised her glass and drank most of it in one go.

"Oh, drink it slowly, drink it slowly." Tang Xiaobing tried to stop her, but she blocked it with her hand, tilted her face, and drank the remaining half of the glass.

She put down the glass, turned around, and hugged Tang Xiaobing beside her.

Tang Xiaobing was stunned for a moment, her fingers slowly descended, stroking Feng Fei's back again and again.

The light yellow light enveloped them gently, and the surroundings were very quiet. Tang Xiaobing's eyes stopped on the photo frame on the bookshelf. Inside were two girls with bright smiles.

The next day, Tang Xiaobing found the newly bought imported chocolate powder in the kitchen, and she smiled knowingly in the direction of Feng Fei's work.

Different from his daughter's heavy taste, Feng's father and Feng's mother like to drink that kind of simple and light tea.Considering that the two of them are old and can't drink too hot or too cold drinks, Tang Xiaobing used the ingredients at home to find out a healthy warm fruit tea with low sugar and low fat. Feng Ma, who has been suffering from constipation for many years, suddenly became unobstructed after drinking the chrysanthemum fruit tea made by Tang Xiaobing several times.

A week later, Tang Xiaobing received a call from Tang Yongqiang, saying that Taoli Garden had been unsealed, and he drove to pick her up.

Tang Xiaobing was packing personal belongings in the room.In front of the desk, Feng Fei, who was wearing pajamas, stepped on the chair with one foot, leaned slightly, and tapped on the computer keyboard with a frown.

This drum-like sound was not unfamiliar to Tang Xiaobing.When I was in college, a roommate in the dormitory wrote novels on the Internet, holding the computer and typing endlessly every day. For this reason, she has been good friends with sound-proof earplugs for several years.

It sounds like I'm back in college now.

Suddenly, there was a sound behind him.

Tang Xiaobing turned around.

Feng Fei tore off the wired earphones and threw them on the table, inserted his hands into his messy hair, and tugged hard a few times.

(End of this chapter)