Fengyan Mingshui

All I want is this kind of life that flows slowly. These days, I am very happy.Although happiness is a fleeting flower, it will always stay in my heart.

——Mingshui

In the blink of an eye, it was the Spring Festival, and the nearby high schools were on vacation, and the business of the fast food restaurant suddenly dropped by [-]%, but it was still barely enough to maintain the store's expenses. Coupled with the income from the previous few months, it can be said to be quite fruitful.Ming Shui had a lot of little calculations in her heart, calculating what business to do this Spring Festival would be more profitable, and then what to bring back tonight as a present for the little princess.

Umm, milk tea is going to be sold in the store during the Spring Festival, so what should I buy for the little princess?Thinking about it, I passed a women's shoe store.Ming Shui's eyes lit up, she pushed the door open and walked in.

"Beauty, what kind of shoes do you want to buy?" Just after entering the door, the waiter spread a smiley face and greeted her warmly like a leader.

"Well, do you have shoes in a smaller size, uh, about size 34?" Ming Shui gestured.

"Did you buy it for someone else?" The waiter glanced at Mingshui's feet and said clearly.

"Yes, a little princess." Ming Shui smiled.

"Then, how about this one? White flat high-heeled shoes, suitable for girls of any age." The waiter took the tea and walked for a while, pointing to a pair of snow-white high-heeled flat shoes, and asked.

"No, no, you don't need flat bottoms, and you don't need to be too high. A pair of about five centimeters is enough." Ming Shui shook her head.

"Okay, here are five-centimeter mid-heel shoes. Look, do you have the shoes you need?" The waiter smiled politely, and walked to another counter with Mingshui.

"Well, that's fine, I'll pick it myself." Mingshui nodded to signal the waiter to go away, while she slowly picked at the counter.

White is not suitable for a little princess; red is too bright and vulgar; pink is too tender and not suitable; black is old-fashioned and not suitable; huh?This pair is nice.Ming Shui picked up a pair of shoes with lavender and white stripes. (Maybe I want to collect couple shoes...)

"Waiter, I've taken a fancy to this one, let's pack it up." Ming Shui took the pair of lavender mid-heeled shoes she liked, walked to the front desk, and asked the waiter at the front desk to wrap them up.

I originally wanted to buy a pair of pointy and high heels for the little princess, but I remembered that the little princess has never worn this type of shoes, and I can’t handle them at all, and it is easy to sprain her ankles, so I bought a pair of beginners’ shoes for her to practice first... No, practice your feet.I wonder if the little princess will like it?Mingshui rubbed her chin, umm, I'm sure you'll like it!

As soon as he got home, Mingshui smelled the aroma of scrambled eggs.Don't think about it, it must be the little princess "showing off" her cooking skills again!After putting away the things, Ming Shui went straight into the kitchen.

"Little princess, are you still not giving up? The eggs are almost cooked, put the tomatoes in!" I really don't understand what is so good about cooking, the little princess is so enthusiastic about it.Two people squeezed into the small kitchen at once, and they could smell each other's breath.

"And then?" The little princess poured the tomatoes into the pot in a single mind, and then...then...what a fart!Is there no oil in this pot... How did you fry the eggs, little princess?Mingshui was completely Spartan, and the little princess started frying eggs without adding oil. The smell of oily smoke was very strong, and the taste of this dish was probably even worse.

"Little princess, let me do it. You just stay and watch what I do." Finally, Mingshui couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the spatula, and skillfully sprinkled salt, oil and sugar. It should be too late to make amends.

Ling Fenghuang stood aside in frustration, then looked at Mingshui adoringly.

After 2 minutes, Mingshui turned off the gas, and the steaming tomato scrambled eggs came out of the pan.

The little princess blinked, trying to squeeze out a few tears.

"Hey, Ming'er despises me, despises me for not being able to cook!"

Ciao, do you dare to say that what you make is edible?Ming Shui slandered silently in her heart, and she was also drunk on the little princess, who "destroys (destroys) kitchen materials and destroys hands".Of course, it is impossible for her to tell the truth, so Mingshui can only choose to be perfunctory...

"I don't dislike you, I'm just afraid that the little princess will be scalded by oil, and we don't have burn medicine at home." Ming Shui's eyes almost melted into puddles of spring water.

bag!bag!She's about to throw up!Did the disgusting words really come out of her mouth? !

"Wuuu, Ming'er is the best." Ling Fenghuang hugged Mingshui and rubbed it hard, making Mingshui sigh in his heart, the little princess is so deceitful!

After dinner, Ming Shui remembered that she had bought a pair of shoes for the little princess.So she said loudly while washing the dishes: "Little princess, do you see the shoe box at the end of the bed? Open it and have a look, it's my Spring Festival gift for you."

Hearing this, Ling Fenghuang immediately put down the book and crawled to the end of the bed. The box was placed in a conspicuous place, so she found the box Ming Shui mentioned very smoothly. When she opened it, she saw a pair of lavender mid-heeled shoes with square heels. came into view.

"I see, I see, my wife, I love you so much!" Ling Fenghuang shouted overjoyed, happily put on the shoes on his feet, walked a few steps on the bed, his face looked like a baby bird that had been fed .Because her parents never bought her shoes with heels, she never wore this type of shoes, and she never mentioned it to Mingshui, but Mingshui actually bought her a pair, she was so happy that she died.As expected of my wife~

"Idiot, wear shoes without socks, do you want to wear out your feet?" Mingshui dried her hands with a towel, gave Ling Fenghuang a blank stare as she walked up and down on the bed, and threw a few balls of stockings over , hitting Ling Fenghuang's smooth forehead.

"Hmmm." Ling Fenghuang picked up one of the black stockings, and said vaguely, "Is there any rice (do I look like a cat)?"

Ling Fenghuang propped himself up on all fours and stood on the bed, with a ball of stockings dangling from his mouth, his ink-like black hair hanging down to the quilt, spread loosely on those slender hands, his body in a charming posture, his eyes almost closed when he smiled up.Such a little princess made Mingshui dazed.

"Little princess, don't touch me for a month." Ming Shui took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Ah? Ming'er, why?" Ling Fenghuang stared blankly with his eyes wide open, then looked at Mingshui aggrievedly, and the ball of stockings in his mouth rolled aside.

"No reason, don't put silk stockings in your mouth from now on, it's dirty." Ming Shui said coldly.

Ling Fenghuang knew that he must have accidentally touched Mingshui's reverse scale.Although Mingshui has always spoiled her, she can still feel the chill in her bones, that chill is like her arrogance, it has been engraved on her bones, skin, eyes, and hair everywhere.So she doesn't allow people to touch her weakness.

In fact, Ling Fenghuang didn't know that Mingshui was too sensitive to his heart, so he was just protecting himself.

"I won't be like this in the future, Ming'er, don't be angry with me, okay, I won't be able to sleep if I don't hug you at night." Ling Fenghuang forbearance tugged at the corner of Mingshui's clothes, with tears in his eyes, like a very An abandoned cat.For a moment, she felt that Mingshui was far away from her.

"I didn't forbid you to touch me, what I mean is that I can't stand your tossing around every night." Ming Shui was annoyed and said a little guilty.She shouldn't be angry, this anger is really inexplicable, but seeing the little princess's appearance just now, she suddenly couldn't help it.She was emotional, and for a moment she wanted to hold the little princess under her body...

She doesn't like herself very much!

"Don't think about it, do the shoes still look good?" Ming Shui leaned over and kissed Ling Fenghuang's forehead, and asked reassuringly.

"Well, the ones you bought are all pretty!" Ling Fenghuang grabbed Ming Shui's clothes and looked at her bewilderedly.That Mingshui who doted on her has returned.

"Just look good, and in the coming year, I'll buy you a pair of tall and pointed shoes, which are real high-heeled shoes, the symbol of a woman." Ming Shui rubbed Ling Fenghuang's little head, and encouraged with a smile: "In the future, you It has to be taller than me, or I won't feel safe."

"Hmph, that's for sure. In the future, I will take you to the Aegean Sea. We will get married there. I will let you." After a pause, Ling Fenghuang tiptoed to kiss Mingshui's eyes and said softly, " Let you be the most beautiful bride there."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Ming Shui hugged Ling Fenghuang tightly and said softly.She had heard more charming and sweeter promises than this, but only the little princess's promise made her feel at ease and trust her the most.

"Ming'er, if one day I want to leave here, would you like to leave with me?" Ling Fenghuang said seriously with a preoccupied look, "We can develop elsewhere, but we must not be here."

"Nonsense, is it possible that you want to abandon me?" Ming Shui gently pushed Ling Fenghuang's shoulder with his hand with a dissatisfied expression.What is willing or not?People are all together, is there still a need to ask this question?

"You know that's not what I mean. I'm not afraid that you won't want to leave here." Ling Fenghuang stuck out his tongue and hugged Mingshui again.

"Ming'er, you must never leave me in the future."

After a long, long time, Ling Fenghuang was still regretting this day, why didn't she confess her affairs to Ming Shui at this time?If she was allowed to make the decision, then the nightmare that haunted Ming Shui's life would not appear.She won't be so painful that she becomes depressed.

All the nightmares happened after she made this thought, perhaps, she shouldn't have met Mingshui even more.

"Ming'er...Ming'er..." Dusty tears overflowed from between her fingers, the original warmth no longer existed, and what remained in her heart was the pain she caused herself, sharp and desperate.

The author has something to say: I wrote more than 6000 words, but it is two chapters