"Enough of you." Mu Zi slapped his hand away, disgustingly said, "All the buttons are misplaced!"

Murong Cheng laughed: "I'm really bad at wearing clothes."

The implication is that he is good at undressing.

Mu Zi was numb to his shamelessness. He unbuttoned the button and buckled it again. He said, "Okay, you go away. Tomorrow is such an important day. The eyes of two pandas are so ugly that I have to sleep... "

Murong Cheng finally found time to come back, where would he go? He picked up Mu Zi and lay on the bed, hugging him intimately.

"Tomorrow there will be a lot of guests, and then you will be with Sarah." Murong Cheng talked to her about tomorrow's family dinner, "If someone strikes up a conversation with you, don't bother, don't drink and chat with strange men, I will arrange someone to protect you. you guys……"

Mu Zi satirized him: "You are about to be engaged to someone else, and you are still worrying about me. Isn't it tiring?"

Murong Cheng pinched her nose, not allowing her to talk angry.

Mu Zi glared at him with anger.

Murong Cheng laughed, bowed her head and kissed her between her eyebrows, and said, "I'm not too tired. I can't wait to die on you. No matter how tired it is, it is worth it."

"You are disgusting!" Mu Ziyang hit him with his hands, the pink punches on his chest, neither hurt nor itchy.

Murong Cheng held her hand and seriously discussed with her: "When Sarah is pregnant with the child, Horen and Sarah will return to France. Then let's go too. We can get married as long as we are 15 years old. Register abroad first. When you are eighteen years old, you can do it again in China..."

He really can't wait.

Mu Zi leaned in his arms, her eyes rolled, and she smiled brightly, "I don't want it! I'm still a child!"

Murong Cheng rolled over and pressed her, gritted his teeth and threatened: "But I am not."

"Then I don't care." Mu Zi pursed his lips and smiled, "Anyway, I'm not going. If you can't wait, you can find someone else to get married."

"You bad thing." Murong Cheng sealed her lips in revenge, and the two bodies pressed together tightly, wishing they couldn't fuse together.

The two people had a fight for a while, and both were a little tired.

Mu Zi leaned on him and fell asleep in a daze.

Murong Cheng hugged her to sleep for a while, then woke up in the middle of the night and gently let go of her.

Mu Zi in her sleep stretched out her hand and grabbed twice in the air. She didn't catch anything. She closed her eyes and her mouth slumped, as if she was aggrieved.

Murong Cheng put the pillow next to her into her arms, and Mu Zi had something in her arms. She settled down and stopped moving obediently.

In Murongcheng's chest, there was a trace of warmth overflowing out, and he felt that it might be happiness.

"You love me, don't you?" He looked at Mu Zi's quiet and pure sleeping face, contented.

In the end, she kissed her gently on the cheek before turning to leave and returning to the manor.

...

The next day, Mu Zi woke up and found that Murong Cheng was not there.

The location beside him was cold, indicating that he left in the middle of the night.

She sat up and found that she was holding a pillow in her arms, Mu Zi was confused and could not remember what she did last night.

After getting up to wash, she went downstairs to have breakfast.

Bai Wei asked her suspiciously, "Zizi, did your brother come back last night?"

Mu Zi lowered his head to drink the porridge, "...I don't know."

Bai Wei was even more puzzled, "I heard voices in your room yesterday, and thought it was your brother who came back. This morning, I made a special breakfast for one person, but no one in his room..."

Mu Zi had a guilty conscience and explained: "You got it wrong, I was in a video chat with classmates last night."

"Oh, so..." Bai Wei nodded thoughtfully.

Mu Zi felt that she couldn't eat anymore.

She ate a few bites in a hurry, went upstairs to her room, and then looked at the beautiful dress hanging on the floor hanger. Mu Zi's mood sank for no reason, like sinking into the bottom of the lake-cold and depressed.

Perhaps the biggest obstacle is not this so-called engagement banquet.

...But the status of siblings is really hanging over them.