Song Ci: Tonight, Mr. Mu may have to sleep alone.

Song Ci, who had just finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed, sent a message to her husband, Mr. Mu. She had originally agreed to go back home today, but man proposes, God disposes, and she ended up staying at home.

However, she didn't care. They were only staying there for one day, so they weren't as old as a married couple.

It's good to stay at home. After all, my sister just came back and I haven't been with her for a long time. Now that I have the chance, it's perfect. I can accompany her and chat with my parents.

As soon as she sent the message, the other party replied immediately.

Mu Jingjue: Not coming back?

Song Ci looked at it and felt that the text seemed to carry a sense of resentment.

Song Ci: I was detained, and attached a pitiful emoticon.

Mu Jingjue smiled knowingly when he saw it, and he couldn't imagine what she looked like when she sent this emoticon.

Mu Jingjue: Miss Song, is it free now? Your husband wants to check on you.

Song Ci smiled and was about to reply to him with an OK when the video call came in from the other end.

She looked at the video call that popped up on the screen and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Song Ci: What’s up, Mr. Mu? What do you want to check on me about?

Mu Jingjue: Turn the camera around, I want to see if there is any bastard in the house.

Song Ci happily cooperated, and the camera moved around the room.

Song Ci: How's it going, Mr. Mu? How's your eyesight? Did you spot any men who shouldn't be there?

Mu Jingjue looked at her smiling face, and it seemed as if his depressed heart was suddenly smoothed out.

Mu Jingjue: Well, I see, the room is nicely decorated. I didn't expect Miss Song to have such a girly heart? She's dressed in such a pink and tender style.

When Song Ci heard this, the corners of her smiling mouth froze. She didn't like pink very much. She thought it was childish and not suitable for her temperament.

But her father always thought that girls should live in pink, so he decorated her and her sister's rooms in the most pink colors. Her protests were ineffective, so she had to let her father do as he pleased.

After all, this was a gift from her father. However, every time she looked at the pink, she felt it was a bit eye-irritating. This pink was really too pink, making her feel that she was forcing herself to look young.

Song Ci replied unhappily: What, do you have a problem with my pink color?

Mu Jingjue: No, it's just that, Mrs. Mu likes pink so much, why is our room still black and white? Otherwise, I'll have it changed to pink tomorrow?

When Song Ci heard this, her eyes jumped. The thought of two people living in a pink room was a bit eye-catching. She quickly stopped him and said: Mu Jingjue, do you dare?

Mu Jingjue raised his eyebrows. Her reaction was so cute.

Song Ci was like a teased kitten, looking cute and fierce.

Song Ci: If you change to pink, you can live there by yourself and I will live next door.

Mu Jingjue: What's the logic? How can I live alone?

Song Ci: Anyway, I won’t allow it. If you make it pink, you’ll be left alone in the empty room.

Song Ci threatened him but ignored him completely. She was afraid that if she gave in, this man would really lose his mind and go get someone to change his attitude.

Mu Jingjue: Okay, okay, I won’t change it. I won’t change it. Come back quickly, or I will change it for you.

When Song Ci heard this, he looked at him as if he had discovered a new continent, and even leaned close to the camera to look at him: Wow, Mr. Mu, I didn’t realize you were such a person?

Mu Jingjue: What? It's not shameful to stick to your wife.

Song Ci: Cut.

There was a knock at the door, and after a while I heard my sister's voice, "Sister, I'm coming in."

Then, there was the sound of the doorknob turning.

Mu Jingjue's voice, slightly jealous, sounded: Your sister still wants to sleep with you?

Song Ci chuckled: What, is it not possible?

Mu Jingjue: What kind of world is this? I’m married, but I still have to fight with my sister-in-law for my wife.

Song Ci: Okay, stop it, my sister is coming in, I’m hanging up.

Mu Jingjue: Give me a kiss before I hang up.

Song Ci: Stop messing around.

Mu Jingjue: Hurry up.

Song Ci had no choice but to give him a perfunctory kiss, then urged him to go to bed early before hanging up.

"Sister, who are you talking to?" As soon as Song Yu opened the door, she vaguely heard her sister's voice on the phone.

After taking a shower, Song Yu didn't want to sleep alone, so she slipped into her sister's room. She used to do this often.

When she came in, she saw the person sitting on the bed, and she rushed over and gave her sister a big hug.

"Ah, sister, Yu'er misses you so much~~"

Song Ci rubbed her head in amusement, "You miss me so much, you're such a heartless person. You didn't even come to see me when you went abroad to shoot a commercial."

"Oh, no, I wanted to go see you, but time was tight, so I didn't go."

"Hmph, excuse." He tapped her nose.

"Sister, you haven't told me yet. Who did you just talk to on the phone?" The younger sister looked at her sister with blinking eyes.

"Hmm, the toad in your mouth."

"Sister, it was a slip of the tongue. My brother-in-law is not a toad at all. He is clearly..." Song Yu was speechless for a moment.

"What is it?" Song Ci teased her with amusement.

"Sister, you can't do this."

"Okay, stop making trouble. You just returned home, so get over the jet lag and go to sleep."

"No, tell me about your brother-in-law."

"If he has anything to say, you can ask him yourself when you see him in the future."

"Tsk, I won't ask."

Then, she hugged her sister's arm again, "Sister, is the Mu family treating you well?"

"Why, are you worried that your sister will be bullied?"

"Of course, my sister is so beautiful. If anyone bullies you, I will fight him to the death."

Song Ci pinched her face with his hands. "Well, our little princess is still considerate."

"Sister, you're so annoying. You've made my face look so big."

"Not big, it would be better if it were a little fatter."

"Hey, you just say that, but you don't have a big face."

"Hey, you little heartless guy."

"I have no conscience?" Song Yu said without waiting for Song Ci's reaction, and reached out to tickle her armpits, which made Song Ci laugh out loud.

As he scratched himself, he asked, "Do I have a conscience?"

Song Ci couldn't beat her, he was so itchy that he couldn't breathe from laughing, "Ha, you do have a conscience, hahahaha, hurry, hurry, stop it, I can't stand it anymore."

"Really?" he asked.

"Really, more real than real gold."

"Okay then." Song Yu stopped, and Song Ci stood up and pretended to hit her.

"You damn girl, you did this to your sister on your first day home."

"Hmph, it's just my sister playing tricks on me." She turned her head away proudly, showing that she was a little angry.

"Okay, okay, it's all my sister's fault."

"Since you are so sincere, I will sleep with you tonight." After saying that, he threw back the quilt and lay down.

"Hey, take advantage of me."

"Just take advantage of you."

The two sisters lay on the bed, chatting idly about their lives.

It was not until midnight that the two fell asleep.