Ever since Guifeng agreed to go to the dance together, Meng Xiaoni has been in a daze.
If it is a boy in the world, a girl asks him to go to a movie or watch a show, etc., the boy will definitely understand what the girl means. Subsequent developments are almost predictable.
But Guifeng is not a boy in the world at all.
He can't say whether he has ever received such a thing as watching a dance in his life, let alone what he has in mind for the inviter.
Hey, the relationship thing is really... so difficult.
Meng Xiaoni continued to work hard in this entanglement until the departure day came.
It takes an hour to go to the city for the average person.
For Guifeng, it was a moment.
At noon, after Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng finished their work at the hot pot restaurant, they went upstairs to pack their things and were ready to come out.
The ghost phoenix is very light, so he took a little white dragon and left.
Meng Xiaoni took a shower, washed her hair, changed into a skirt and a light coat. She hesitated for a moment, and took out a color-changing lipstick from her dressing table.
It is said to be a color-changing lipstick, but it is actually more like a lip balm, strawberry-flavored, called Dior by people in the world, and the price is only a dozen yuan.
The temperature on the lips is relatively high. After Meng Xiaoni painted it on herself, her lips were slightly red and shiny.
It's like stealing lard paste.
Meng Xiaoni blinked at herself in the mirror, thinking that if she had the chance, maybe she should learn to make up.
She put her small bag on her back, went out lightly, and ran down the stairs like the wind: "I will take a taxi back with Guifeng at night. You don't have to wait for me to sleep."
Meng's father and mother waved to her, but they did not promise to go to bed early.
How can the parents rest assured that the little girl will go to bed early when she goes out at night
When Meng Xiaoni went out, she faintly heard Xiao Yi asking Father Meng: "Why is the little boss so stupid that he went on a date without even changing his hair?"
She touched her hair: it's fine like this, naturally.
The ghost phoenix is waiting for her at the door.
The two walked out together.
Xiao Bailong sniffed his nose, and smelled the shampoo on Meng Xiaoni beside him, it was sweet and very nice.
He seemed to understand, thinking that he had to make a special trip to dress up when he went out.
Meng Xiaoni, who made a special trip to dress up, quietly glanced at Guifeng beside her.
Last month, the unified uniform in the store was made.
Guifeng is wearing the same suit now, a little retro, but also relatively modern, not a judge's uniform of any era. The cuffs and trousers were gathered, and the exposed forearm had a thin layer of muscle.
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The expression on his face was indifferent, exactly the same as when he was registering someone at the door, or taking a photo with someone.
If Meng Xiaoni doesn't speak now, he doesn't speak either.
The two walked all the way to the alley where they first met.
Guifeng said: "There is no camera in here."
Meng Xiaoni nodded and walked straight in.
One person and one bird entered the alley one after another, but the people beside them didn't seem to notice or care at all.
Guifeng stretched out her hand: "Take it."
The tone was still the same light, with a little pride.
Meng Xiaoni covered her hands.
In a blink of an eye, the place in front of him changed.
Guifeng let go of her hand, carefully looked at Meng Xiaoni who was in a daze, and nodded slightly: "Your soul is used to running around, and now this distance does not seem uncomfortable to you."
Meng Xiaoni's reaction was a bit slow, but she still smiled at Guifeng after regaining her senses.
The little white dragon appeared, fluttered his wings vigorously, and landed crookedly on the ground. His wings were too weak to support themselves even after so many days of nourishment.
He turned into a human form, wearing white clothes similar to Guifeng's, raised his head and pulled Guifeng's pants with his chubby hands: "Daddy, can I come out like this?"
It was called that, but after glancing at Guifeng, he immediately turned to Meng Xiaoni.
The little guy tied two balls, and his eyes were slightly eager.
The urban area is far away from Fengdu, where no one knows Guifeng, no one knows Meng Xiaoni, and no one knows Bai Weichen.
Meng Xiaoni squatted down, rubbed Xiao Bailong's little head with two bruises, and agreed with a smile: "Yes. But when we watch the show, we only have two tickets."
Xiao Bailong raised his hand: "I can lie on my father's head."
Meng Xiaoni looked at Guifeng.
Also look up.
Guifeng looked down at the big and the small, and responded.
Meng Xiaoni got up, and Guifeng and Guifeng held the little guy's hand respectively.
The little white dragon was too short, and Guifeng held hands and had to get down. Finally, he frowned, hugged little white dragon on his arm and sat down: "Let's go."
Meng Xiaoni followed Guifeng, her face gradually warmed up.
The downtown area is very lively.
They have to find a place to eat first, and then go to the modern dance.
For this modern dance, Meng Xiaoni checked on the Internet earlier, and the choreographer was a dancer she had heard of in the early years. She was very famous and very interesting.
To a certain extent, it is a minority dancer among dancers, and the dance brought out to dance is also a minority among minority dances.
Of course, very popular.
After thinking about it, Meng Xiaoni knew that Meng's father and mother had spent a little money.
She thought about modern dance, and then thought about the main point: "What do you want for dinner?"
Lying in Guifeng's arms, Xiao Bailong looked at the shops on both sides, opened his eyes wide and clicked on a hot pot restaurant with a green and red sign: "Gua Xixi!"
He can read quite a few words.
However, Xiao Bailong simply thought that Gua Xixi was just a watermelon upside down, and he didn't know that Gua Xixi also meant a dumb melon.
Meng Xiaoni pinched Xiao Bailong's face: "Come here specially, don't you want to eat something else? I eat hot pot all day long."
Xiao Bailong shook his head, firmly ordered the hotpot restaurant: "Eat this!"
Meng Xiaoni smiled: "Okay."
She was originally cautious when she came with Guifeng, but Xiao Bailong made her let go a little bit.
You and I just went out to have a meal together and watch a dance together.
The three of them came early, the people who ordered lunch had already eaten, and the people who ordered dinner hadn't come to eat yet, and there was no one queuing at the door.
However, there are still many tables eating inside, and it seems to be a popular restaurant.
Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng brought Xiao Bailong forward: "Three."
The waiter at the door enthusiastically ushered the three of them in.
Hand over the order to Xiao Bailong.
Meng Xiaoni is not picky at all, and most of the dishes are also available in Fengdu, so she has eaten almost all of them.
Guifeng didn't plan to eat, and of course he didn't choose to order.
Xiao Bailong buried his head and took a pen to order for a while, articulate very clearly: "Salted chicken feet, stewed pig's trotters, stewed fat intestines, hairy belly..."
He ticked all the way to order, and the waiter next to him was a little surprised and a little terrified: "The three of you may not be able to finish eating..."
Xiao Bailong raised his head, his small face was serious: "I can!"
Guifeng was amused by the snack: "I usually take him out, but I have never seen him so daring."
Meng Xiaoni couldn't help laughing.
Xiao Bailong lowered his head, and said in an aggrieved voice: "Father always takes me to the valleys, and even to the sea. Where is there a shop..."
The waiter couldn't help but laugh too.
Meng Xiaoni guessed that dragons and phoenixes may need to get closer to nature, such as absorbing spiritual energy, so ghosts and phoenixes often take Xiaobai to these places.
But if he didn't eat, he really felt wronged.
Guifeng didn't explain.
Xiao Bailong looked at it and finally couldn't understand: "What is the durian bomb?"
The waiter explained next to him: "Fried durian meat, dessert snacks, very delicious, but the portion is a bit big."
Because Xiao Bailong ordered too much, the waiter really couldn't help reminding him.
"Oh, here's one." Xiao Bailong didn't care about the waiter beside him.
When the last order came down, Xiao Bailong almost ordered all the key dishes on the menu.
The waiter shook his head, repeated the name of the dish, and then went to help place the order.
Xiao Bailong sat down on his seat, still unable to suppress his excitement: "Eat, eat, drink! Eat, drink, drink!"
Meng Xiaoni laughed.
People at several tables next to them unconsciously looked towards their table.
Xiao Bailong held up his little face in his seat: "Can Mom and Dad come out more often? I want to go out to eat often. Human beings are so interesting."
There are so many people, and the world is so interesting.
Guifeng asked Meng Xiaoni for an excuse: "Your mother wants to open a shop."
Xiao Bailong let out an "oh", and immediately stopped making the request, as if he just mentioned it casually just now, and turned around and forgot.
The bottom of the pot came up quickly, and all kinds of dishes followed.
The store served food very quickly, and the tables were filled in a short while, and shelves were added on the side.
This pot is bigger than the one in Meng Xiaoni's house, it looks very exaggerated.
Xiao Bailong was about to grab the vegetables with his own hands, but suddenly remembered that it was outside, so he pouted again, picked up the chopsticks, and struggled to get the food.
A pen is easy to hold, but chopsticks are a bit troublesome for Xiao Bailong.
Meng Xiaoni changed the spoon for him, then took the chopsticks herself: "I'll give you what you want to eat."
Xiao Bailong puffed out his chest: "I want to eat anything."
Meng Xiaoni laughed: "Okay."
One big and one small, one down, one to eat.
Guifeng didn't intend to stretch out his chopsticks at all. Seeing that Meng Xiaoni was cooking for Xiaobailong almost all the time, he picked up the fish roe and shrimp slips with chopsticks and put them into the pot.
After confirming that it was cooked, he sent the shrimp slides to Meng Xiaoni's bowl.
Meng Xiaoni looked up at Guifeng.
The ghost phoenix bowl was empty, not even the sesame oil for dipping.
She suddenly remembered that Guifeng only eats the dishes she has handled, unlike Xiao Bailong who actually eats everything and is not picky at all.
Meng Xiaoni scooped a piece of her hairy belly, racking her brains to focus on pouring strength into it. She quickly picked it up and put it into the ghost phoenix bowl.
Yes, can I eat it
Meng Xiaoni looked at Guifeng.
Guifeng paused, stretched out his chopsticks, and put the hairy belly into his mouth.
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