Mu Zi sat on the sofa with her arm around SiSi and laughed, she liked to see Murong Cheng being disciplined, it felt especially good.
Bai Wei suddenly pointed at Mu Zi, "Look at your sister, her face has lost a circle of weight."
Mu Zi immediately put away her smile and put on a weak and aggrieved look, a hint of cunning crossing the bottom of her eyes.
In fact, this is really too exaggerated, after being sick for just one night, how could she lose a circle of weight? But it is also good to be able to train Murong Cheng a few more times.
Mu Zi heart happy.
Murong Cheng looked at her, the corner of his mouth hooked up a weird arc, like a smile.
Mu Zi deliberately pretended not to see.
Waiting to go upstairs to return to the room, Murong Cheng pulled Mu Zi and said, "Just now mom had a sentence that was wrong, she said you can't stand up to my tossing."
Murong Cheng laughed evilly and touched a hand on her face, "I haven't tossed you at all."
This asshole never has a serious word in his mouth.
Mu Zi glares at him fiercely, "Rascal!" Following this, she drilled into her room and closed the door forcefully.
After Christmas happens to be a Sunday, no need to go to school, Mu Zi happens to be able to stay home and continue to rest.
Saying it's rest, it's actually impossible to really rest, feeding Sae, changing SiSi's water, tidying up her room, doing her homework, there's no time for idleness.
In the evening, Mu Zenin came over to look for Murong Cheng, saying that he had something to do.
He had come in the morning, only the siblings were still in Beibin City at that time and hadn't returned.
Bai Wei went and knocked on Murong Cheng's door, no one answered for half a day, opened it and saw that the room was empty.
Murong Cheng did not know when to go out again!
Bai Wei was angry, angry at the same time, but also worried, but also helpless, why his son is always out of the house.
Mu Zenin said, "Don't be anxious, I don't have anything important to do, it's the same to call back and talk to him."
He has Murong Cheng's phone number, just not easy to get through, but at the moment can not see people, there is no other way, Bai Wei obviously can not control their own son, Mu Zenin does not want to make it difficult for Bai Wei.
Mu Zenin is ready to go back, passing by Mu Zi's room, his footsteps can not help but stop.
"Is ... Zi Zi at home?" He asked.
"In it." Bai Wei nodded, "Doing homework in the house, this child understands much more than Rong Cheng, never asking adults to worry."
Mu Zenin thought about it and said, "It's almost the end of the semester, I'll take a look at her homework."
As an older brother, caring about his sister's homework doesn't seem to be anything unusual, Bai Wei didn't think too much about it and replied, "Okay, take a look, just in time to help with tutoring."
Mu Zi opened the door to her room and was surprised to see Mu Zenin.
"What are you doing here?" Her eyes widened slightly.
Bai Wei said, "Your third brother came over to look for your brother, and stopped by to check on your homework."
Mu Zi froze, even more puzzled.
... It was really weird.
But in front of Bai Wei, she was not good at showing anything, and sidestepped her body to let Mu Zenin in.
Bai Wei thought that Mu Zi did half a day of homework, must be hungry, so she went to the kitchen to make some easy to digest snacks, and in the meantime, she made a pot of hot tea for Mu Zenin.
There were only two people in the room, Mu Zi and Mu Zenin.
Mu Zenin walked to the desk, wanting to see her homework, just reached out, but the textbook homework was closed by Mu Zi, obviously do not want to show him.
--Mu Zenin should be familiar with her handwriting, Mu Zi did not want to be seen by him.
"Something wrong?" She asked.
At the same time, she gathered up the textbook homework on her desk and packed it into her book bag as if nothing had happened.
Mu Zenin was stunned.
He hadn't originally come to check on his homework, it was just that Mu Zi had shown to be cold and distant, making him a bit struck.
There are a lot of things he wants to say, but it is difficult to say, or barely say it, but also words are not clear, causing disputes and misunderstandings.
Mu Zenin pulled open the chair next to the desk and slowly sat down, not opening his mouth for a long time.
Mu Zi couldn't help but frown, asking him again, "What is it exactly?"