Mu Yunxi tilted her head, sat up, put her elbows on the armrests of the rocking chair, and looked at him with her chin propped up: "What are you thinking about?" She was blushing...

Mu Yunxi wondered if he was thinking about something 18+ or 19+...

Seeing him staring at the ground motionless...

Mu Yunxi quietly stood up, walked to his side, poked his arm, and smiled a little bit evilly.

: "What are you daydreaming about? Mr. Sheng..." Mu Yunxi said in a teasing tone.

Sheng Zhiyi was so shocked that he straightened up and looked at her with a slightly panicked look: "Huh? Oh...what did you just say?"

Sheng Zhiyi's voice was low and hoarse, carrying an unspeakable meaning.

Seeing her fingers poking his arm, he immediately reached out and wrapped her little hand.

The touch is delicate, smooth, soft and fragrant.

The thought of them getting married soon...

Sheng Zhiyi couldn't help but think of other things...

He restrained himself and just held his partner's small hand motionlessly, and his beautiful thin lips were pressed into a straight line.

After a long while, he finally asked, "What did you say?"

Mu Yunxi: "..."

She was now 80% sure that he must have been thinking about something inappropriate for children!

Otherwise, even though it’s not very cold in this winter, his hands wouldn’t be so hot!

Being held so tightly by him, she felt that her palms were about to sweat!

Mu Yunxi moved her hand, trying to pull it out of his palm, but failed...

She rolled her eyes at him speechlessly and said casually, "I told you to hang the picture on the wall."

She couldn't say: I suspect you are thinking about something embarrassing...the door is not closed, it would be so embarrassing if some elder heard it!

"Okay, you choose a place and I'll hang it." Sheng Zhiyi finally let go of her hand, placed the photo carefully on the table, picked up the nails and hammer, and waited for her partner to speak.

Mu Yunxi looked around and pointed to a desired location: "Let's hang it there!"

Sheng Zhiyi looked in the direction she pointed and nodded without saying a word: "Okay!"

He moved a small stool, picked up nails and hammer and started to work.

Mu Yunxi was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to nail it in. After all, it was a brick house with hard walls and had been painted. She was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find the gap.

: "Be careful, don't get your hands shaken!"

Mu Yunxi reminded in a gentle voice.

On Sheng Zhiyi's side, with one blow of the hammer, the nail went in three-quarters of the way.

Mu Yunxi: "..."

This is a direct hammer on the finger!

: "Slow down! Did you hurt your hand?" Mu Yunxi frowned and handed the photo to him.

Sheng Zhiyi took it with a smile and hung it up. "Don't worry, I'm paying attention!"

Seeing that there was not even a red mark on his hand where he was pinching the nail, Mu Yunxi nodded slightly and looked away.

......

at the same time...

In a car heading to Nanshi...

My cousin Shen Qinghuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was looking back at his mother Ji Shuyin with a smile on his face.

"Mom, when you see my sister tomorrow, you'll definitely like her! My sister is so cute! She's pretty, has a good personality, and a really good temper!"

"I wonder if she misses me as her brother after not seeing me for so long..."

"But I've been sneezing a lot lately... I think my sister must be missing me very much!" Shen Qinghuan said, her eyes shining.

It seems that he has begun to imagine the scene when his sister sees him!

Sitting in the back seat with Li Nianyue, a short-haired, heroic-looking woman, upon hearing what was said, smiled and was about to chime in.

But before he could speak, the smile on his face froze because of what Shen Qinghuan said next.

Ji Shuyin looked at her youngest son expressionlessly...

When he finally said enough, he rolled his eyes and said speechlessly,

"Your sister is pretty and has a good personality. Of course I know that."

"But don't put all the blame on your sister. You were crying and sniffling a while ago because you caught a cold, okay?"

Shen Qinghuan: “…”

Shen Qinghuan looked resentful...

Is there any mother who would destroy her own son like this?

Is there any motherly love left...?