I haven't seen the boy love me

Chapter 195 I want you to send me flowers too.

Mu Xi was at a loss and chased after him.

She could see that the young master was angry, but she still didn't know why the young master was angry, and when she chased him out, she didn't know why the Immortal Momo was still laughing behind her back, so she felt that the Immortal Momo must have angered the young master. It has nothing to do with Muxi.

The son returned to his study.

A few branches of white plums are placed obliquely on the window sill, and an incense burner filled with a faint fragrance.

There are several baskets of paper cranes on the table, and there are also many unopened letters stacked on the desk.

The young master sat down gloomyly and tore open the letter, glanced at it briefly and threw it away, then tore off another letter, and then threw it away...

When Mu Xi chased him in, she saw several stacks of papers on the ground. She didn't know what was going on, so she ran over and asked him, "My lord, are you angry with Immortal Momo?"

The young master looked indifferent, and when he heard her words, he snorted inexplicably, "Why am I angry with him?"

Mu Xi looked at the young master in another direction and said: "If the young master is angry with the immortal Momo doctor, Mu Xi can help the young master beat him!"

...Young master was silent for a moment, and silently spit out the word "stupid cat".

When Mu Xi heard this, she frowned and became angry, "You son of a bitch! Mu Xi coaxed you and you still called me a stupid cat!"

The cold wind was blowing, and a few wisps of plum blossom fragrance drifted in. What lingered in the air was the fragrant and soft scent of the little guy who was beside him at this moment.

Fu Baiyi finally stopped tearing the letter, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her: "Mu Xi is coaxing me?"

Mu Xi muttered, "The young master is not happy, so Mu Xi wants to make him happy!"

Fu Baiyi looked at her and said softly, "This is not enough."

"Well?"

Fu Baiyi's gaze shifted away from the lovely person, and his eyes fell on the window sill, "This winter, the flowers on the mountain bloom very beautifully."

Mu Xi looked out following the young master's gaze, and there were a lot of flowers growing on the small stone road outside, which were extraordinarily beautiful, so he couldn't help but nodded along with the young master.

Fu Baiyi waited for a while and saw Mu Xi just nodded his head and finished, he couldn't help but snorted, "Go and pick some flowers."

"But aren't there already flowers on the window sill?"

Fu Baiyi snorted again, and said lightly: "I want you to send me flowers too."

Hearing this, Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, as if... as if he just knew why the young master was unhappy...

Alas, it turns out that the son also wants flowers.

Really, this is very easy, as we have already agreed, Mu Xi can pick a lot of flowers for the young master!

So, this time without the young master's advice, Mu Xi happily ran out to pick flowers.

The weather is not bad, with light snow falling continuously, and a ray of winter sun shining on the mountain, the snow is much brighter, and the people are much brighter.

The flowers that grow on Baimei Mountain are quite proud and upright, outsiders can't wait for them, but when they fall into Muxi's hands...they have to be destroyed...

Mu Xi plucked so many flowers all at once that she couldn't hold them with both hands, so she ran back holding the flowers with snowflakes all over her head.

The young master was in the study, and he heard the sound of the girl running over from a distance, and shouted "Young master, young master!..."

Fu Baiyi couldn't describe that feeling clearly, but he felt very happy.

That kind of faint joy made the corners of his lips keep rising, wiping away a very beautiful and charming arc.

Mu Xi pushed open the door, ran in, handed a large bouquet of flowers to the young master, raised his face and said with a smile: "Young master, the flowers that Mu Xi gave to the young master!"

Fu Baiyi's brows were light, he looked at the people and then at the flowers, and felt that the flowers made people more pleasing to the eye. He took the flowers, sniffed them lightly, and raised his lips lightly and said: "This is a wooden tree. Xi gave me the first bouquet of flowers."

Mu Xi blushed, "Do you like flowers, Master?"

The young master still said flatly: "I like the one from Mu Xi."

Mu Xi's face became even redder, and she sneezed without warning, she rubbed her nose and muttered something, the young master took her little hand and frowned and asked, "Or is it an allergy?"

Mu Xi shook his head and muttered: "Mu Xi is not allergic to the flowers here..."

As she said that, she happily took the flowers from the young master's hand, and said, "It'll look good when it's inserted!" As she walked towards the vase on the window sill, she stuffed all the flower branches into it, and then she was quite proud of it. He patted and said, "The flowers Mu Xi sent to the young master are so beautiful!"

Mu Xi turned back and found that the young master was looking at her with gentle eyebrows and eyes. Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, his lips murmured. Before he could say anything, the young master stretched out his hand to her and called her over, Mu Xi He licked his lips nervously, but obediently moved over with small steps.

Young Master grabbed her hand and hugged her into his arms, Mu Xi hugged Young Master's waist subconsciously, and called Young Master softly...

The son responded to her patiently, stroking her hair with slightly cold fingers, brushing off the frost flowers on her hair little by little, and snow fell all over his head to pick the flowers for him.

Mu Xi wanted to move restlessly, so Young Master held down her head and ordered her in a low voice, "Don't move..."

"What are you doing, master..." Mu Xi rolled his eyes nervously, and scratched the master's sleeve with his paws.

"There's snowflakes on your head, I'll remove it for you..."

"Oh..." Mu Xi put his face on the young master's chest with peace of mind, and tightly hugged the young master's waist with his two small hands, "Young master...do you like Mu Xi?"

The young master didn't say anything, just hummed lightly, but Mu Xi felt very happy, and hid in his arms to have fun, and said after a while, "Mu Xi also likes young master, even more than before. "

The young master raised his lips and didn't speak, but he probably didn't even know it. At that time, his eyes seemed to fall into a scene more beautiful than the stars in the sky.

That is the best and most beautiful scenery in his heart, the scenery that only Mu Xi can give him.

After a while, the snowflakes were finally gone, Fu Baiyi didn't let her get up, just let her nestle in his arms, and let her hold him tighter from time to time, it seemed that it would be much warmer.

When the young master was working, Mu Xi was watching in his arms. She took a sheet and looked at it, but she couldn't read the words, so she put it back without interest.

She just watched the young master handle the affairs like this, her eyelids became sleepy, and as soon as she was about to let go of her hands, a faint voice from the young master came from above her head, "Hold tight."

Mu Xi hugged the young master tightly again, but after a while she became impatient, broke away from the young master's arms, hugged the basket of paper cranes on the table and dumped it on the young master's desk, "Sir, Can Mu Xi unpack the paper crane for you?"

(End of this chapter)