Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Bai Wei has been shrouded in sorrow all day, and after lunch, she has been stacking gold ingots in the living room downstairs.

She also cut a lot of clothes with paper, cut them carefully, carefully matched the suit and waistcoat, and even the small paper buttons should be glued one by one instead of drawing random circles with a pen.

Murongcheng said: "I have burned so much paper money, enough for him to spend, why bother to do it."

Bai Wei said with red eyes, "Where did he worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation when he was alive? It was the servants who were prepared to serve him properly. No matter how much money he burns, I don't know if he will spend it."

Murong Cheng was cruel and cruel outside, but he had no choice but to take his own mother, and said helplessly: "Then you might as well burn a few servants for him."

In fact, his words were a bit joking, but Bai Wei took it seriously and really started to cut the villain with pieces of paper.

Murong Cheng: "..."

Mu Zi dragged him away so that he wouldn't say something bad and hurt Bai Wei's heart.

"Don't worry about mom. Don't let her do anything. Instead, she is thinking about it. It's better to burn something, as it is comfort." Mu Zi said.

Murong Cheng rubbed her head and said with a smile: "That's right, I will feel sorry for her mother-in-law."

Mu Zi rolled her eyes and knew that Murong Cheng couldn't spit out ivory, she shouldn't have any expectations.

She didn't want to care about him, turned back to the room, but was dragged by Murong Cheng.

"Take you out to play at night." Murong Cheng said.

Mu Zi was like a frightened hedgehog, withdrawing his hand quickly, "Don't go!"

"Don't you dare to go." Murong Cheng still smiled, his laughter was creepy.

Mu Zi had no choice but to agree, but in order to prevent Murong Cheng from coming in, she said threateningly: "Today is the death day of the old man, don't go too far, tarnish the lintel, and beware of the old man and don't let you go!"

"Thinking about it again? You also tarnished the lintel. Where did you learn the old words." Murong Cheng smiled and pinched her face, "I said, I won't touch you until you are eighteen."

Mu Zi slapped his hand away, turned and entered the room.

She is very worried.

I used to look forward to being 18 years old, so I can pass the judicial examination as soon as possible and return to my original position.

But now... after the New Year, she will be seventeen years old, thinking about it this way, eighteen years old seems not far away, it is a nightmare...

Mu Zi sighed, feeling bad for her life.

Now she can't get rid of Murong Cheng, and she doesn't have the strength to resist, so she died, a little bit of a broken tank, and she simply stopped thinking about it.

It's useless to think about it anyway.

In the afternoon, Mu Zi scrubbed Xiaoya's sycamore tree branches, and then let Sisi take a bath.

When the two pets were served, she also sweated hurriedly, so she went to take a shower, then lay on the bed, read a book, and fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky was already pitch black, and Murong Cheng was sitting beside her bed.

In the dim, Mu Zi stared at the figure beside the bed blankly, without a trace of ripples in his heart.

It's really because... used to it.

Used to his sudden appearance, also used to him invading her private space, used to... she almost didn't know what shame was.

"Where are you taking me?" Mu Zi got up lazily and opened the closet door to change clothes.

"There are no surprises." Murong Cheng walked over, wrapped her waist from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder, "Wear the coat that I went out in the morning."

Mu Zi glanced at him weakly.

Why do you wear black when you go out for the holidays? This guy is stuck in a lover outfit and can't get out, right?