Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Mu Zi smiled while sitting on the sofa with her arms around Sisi. She liked watching Murong Cheng being trained, and she felt very refreshed.

Bai Wei suddenly pointed to Mu Zi: "Look at your sister, her face is thin."

Mu Zi immediately put away his smile, put on a weak and aggrieved look, and a trace of cunning crossed his eyes.

In fact, this is too exaggerated. It was just a night of illness. How could it be possible to lose a circle? But it is good to be able to train Murong Cheng a few more words.

Mu Zi was full of joy.

Murong Cheng looked at her with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth, like a smile.

Mu Zi deliberately pretended not to see it.

When he went upstairs and returned to his room, Murong Cheng held Mu Zi and said, "Just now my mom said something wrong, she said you can't stand my toss."

Murong Chengxie smiled and touched her face, "I haven't tossed you at all."

There was never a serious word in this bastard's mouth.

Mu Zi glared at him, "Rogue!" Then he went into his room and closed the door hard.

It happens to be a Sunday after Christmas, without going to school, Mu Zi happens to be able to stay at home and continue to rest.

It is a rest, but in fact, it is impossible to really rest. Feed the little girl, change the water for Sisi, clean the room, do homework, and have no free time.

In the evening, Mu Zening came to Murong Cheng and said that something was happening.

He had been here this morning, but the siblings were still in Beibin City and did not come back.

Bai Wei knocked on Murong Cheng's door, and no one answered for a long time. After opening it, there was no one in the room.

Murong Cheng didn't know when to go out again!

Bai Wei was very angry, worried and helpless at the same time, why did her son always have no family.

Mu Zening said: "Don't worry, I don't have anything to worry about. Calling back and telling him is the same."

He has Murong Cheng's phone number, but it is not easy to get through, but he can't see anyone at the moment, and there is no other way. Bai Wei obviously can't control his son, and Mu Zening doesn't want Bai Wei to be embarrassed.

Mu Zening was about to go back, passing by Mu Zi's room, he couldn't help but stop.

"...Is Zizi at home?" he asked.

"I'm here." Bai Wei nodded, "Doing homework in the house, this kid is more sensible than Rong Cheng, and he never makes adults worry about it."

Mu Zening thought for a while, and said, "It's almost the end of the term, I'll look at her homework."

As an elder brother and caring about his sister’s homework, it seems nothing unusual. Bai Wei didn't think much about it, and replied: "Okay, look at it, it just happens to be helpful for counseling."

Mu Zi opened the door and saw Mu Zening, she was surprised.

"What are you doing?" She opened her eyes slightly.

Bai Wei said: "Your third brother came to see your brother, and take a look at your homework by the way."

Mu Zi was stunned, even more puzzled.

...It's weird.

But in front of Bai Wei's face, she couldn't show anything, and turned her body sideways to let Mu Zening in.

Bai Wei thought that Mu Zi had done his homework for a long time, and she must be hungry, so she went to the kitchen to make some digestible snacks and made a pot of hot tea for Mu Zening by the way.

Only Mu Zi and Mu Zening were in the room.

Mu Zening walked to the desk and wanted to see her homework. As soon as he reached out, Mu Zi closed the textbook homework, clearly not wanting to show it to him.

——Mu Zening should be familiar with her handwriting, and Mu Zi didn't want to be seen by him.

"Anything?" she asked.

At the same time, put away the textbook homework on the desk and put it in the school bag if nothing happened.

Mu Zening was startled.

He didn't come to check his homework originally, but Mu Zi showed coldness and alienation, which made him a little bit shocked.

There are a lot of things I want to say, but they are difficult to say, or they are reluctant to say them, and they are not expressing the meaning, causing disputes and misunderstandings.

Mu Zening pulled away the chair beside the desk and sat down slowly, without speaking for a while.

Mu Zi couldn't help frowning and asked him again, "What the **** is going on?"