Chapter 227 (1/2)

There is only a stone path, there are some weeds beside the path, and around the path, there is a sea of flowers. And it's all red roses.

This fire red sea almost makes people almost infatuated with it. Women are born to love flowers, and the meaningful flowers like roses are hard to resist. Xiaoxiao, of course, is no exception. He almost lost his mind for a moment.

”Mommy, Mommy!” If it wasn't for the cat calling in her ear, it would have been a while before she could shake her head.

”Eh?”

”What happened to Aunt Xiaoxiao just now?” Fengxinmeng looks at the cat with suspicion, and looks at the cat with contempt.

Xiaoxiao just giggled. It can't be said that she was scared by the sea of flowers. So mummy shrugged her shoulders and said, ”ah Dream, you will grow up like this. ”

Feng Xinmeng scratched the back of his head somewhat incomprehensible. However, she did not continue to ask, one hand holding cat, the other hand Xiaoxiao directly ran to the gravel path.

”Xinmeng, do you like roses very much?” Looking at the sea of flowers, she asked faintly. In fact, there are many flowers in the back garden of a large family. She is also familiar with it. But in fact, the back garden of a large family is generally some valuable flowers, and there are many kinds of them. It is seldom like the Fengyi Chi family, which is full of roses.

Feng Xinmeng's head is like pounding garlic: ”like, like the most.”

Moo cat tilted his head: ”dream, I will send you a rose to do a big room?”

”Really?”

”Well.”

Listen to these two little guys chat, she can't help but smile, son, this is the Golden House hiding Jiao? No, it's the flower house. The friendship between the children is really joyful. My son is one year older than my dream, and I feel like a big brother.

Looking at such a picture, her mind again recalled the things when she was a child. She had no friends of her age before. Because it is very difficult to get in touch with some friends in Murong family, one of the five big families. Even if I know some from time to time, there are some restrictions between people's words. It is estimated that those adults taught them. It was a pity that she could not make good friends when she was a child. But fortunately, I have a brother. Although he is five years older than her, he will accompany her to go crazy with her no matter what. Also always bear her unreasonable.

The back garden is in harmony, with a sea of red flowers. The boys are handsome and the girls are lovely. There is a woman who is more delicate than the flowers. In fact, Mu Xiaoxiao and rose is very consistent, looking at the delicate, actually on the body are thorns. The combination of softness and rigidity.

Upstairs. Feng Yi Chi stands on the balcony and looks at the scene of the back garden, and the corners of his mouth can't help but smile. His eyes have long been attracted by the beautiful pictures below.

Downstairs.

”I miss the taste of flowers, but I can't eat them any more.” Feng Xinmeng's claws touch the rose petals.

”Do you want roses?” the cat asked

Feng Xinmeng turned to look at the cat and said, ”well, my mother used to cook for me, but after my mother left...” Her voice went down.

Mumao immediately realized this, and quickly said, ”dream, do you still want to eat the taste of flowers?”

”Yes.”

The cat caught Xiaoxiao: ”Mommy, you don't want to show the only bit of cooking you have to dream.”

As soon as his son reminded him, Xiaoxiao clapped his hands together: ”yes, my dream. How about I make it for you?” Although her cooking skills are particularly poor, she usually cooks with sincerity. However, there are still quite a lot of research on the specialty snacks. I used to make flower paste with roses.

”Does aunt Xiaoxiao know?”