Murong Cheng's footsteps paused slightly, then his thin lips curled slightly, and he leaned down and gently dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"Mom, are you okay?" He asked.

"The temperature is a bit high, I took antipyretics, I don't know if I can go down later......" Mu Zi told him carefully.

Murong Cheng went upstairs to see Bai Wei, and then went downstairs, seeing Mu Zi carrying his schoolbag and preparing to go to school, he suddenly remembered something.

"It looks like it's your birthday."

"Hmm." Mu Zi nodded, "Mom originally wanted to make longevity noodles, but she got sick, but seventeen years old is not a full birthday, but it doesn't really matter." ”

Mu Zi didn't care about this.

Murong Cheng thought about it, but said, "Let's go to school later." ”

He's been busy lately, and it's rare to be able to come back in the morning, and he'll have to go out in the evening.

Now that he is back, he simply gave Mu Zi a birthday.

Murong Cheng went to the kitchen, washed his hands, and continued to rub the noodles that Bai Wei had just made.

Mu Zi leaned against the kitchen door frame to look at him, and her eyes fell softly on Murong Cheng.

"Will you?" She asked, with a playful smile and some anticipation in her eyes.

"Yes." Murong admitted.

Mu Zi couldn't help laughing: "Will be yes, won't be no, what does it mean 'will'?" ”

She seriously doubted the quality of the longevity noodles made by Murong Cheng.

Murong Cheng looked back at her, pinched her nose with his free hand, and pinched a nose of white flour, "Ask so much what to do, you just have to eat." ”

"It's overbearing." Mu Zi touched her nose and muttered, but there was a smile in her eyes that she couldn't hide.

Murong Cheng kneaded the noodles and began to make noodles, he wanted to make a thin and long noodle like Bai Wei's made, but he was not very successful, tried several times, and finally barely made a thick noodle.

The soup used for the next noodles is the chicken soup prepared by Bai Wei the night before, and with a little salt, the taste is very delicious.

Murong Cheng brought the noodles to Mu Zi, "After eating birthday noodles, you will be seventeen years old." ”

Then he touched her head again, and said meaningfully: "There is still a year left......

"Rogue virtue." Mu Zi scolded him, but he couldn't help but smile on his face.

She picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat noodles, and Murong Cheng also took a pair of chopsticks and reached into the bowl to pick and choose.

He picked up one end of the noodles and fed them into Mu Zi's mouth, then found the other end of the noodles himself, and said matter-of-factly: "We both eat one side, if we don't tie the knot, it means that the rest of our lives will be smooth." ”

"I've never heard of this kind of statement, you made it up yourself." Mu Zi disliked, "Can you not be so naïve." ”

Murong Cheng said, "It just so happens that I didn't have breakfast. ”

He has always been a scoundrel, and Mu Zi felt embarrassed, so he had to cooperate with his method of eating noodles.

Later, there was no knot, Murong Cheng was very happy, and pecked her the lips at the end of the meal, the fragrant chicken soup tasted.

"It tastes good." He said.

Mu Zi looked at the smugness on his face, his heart was sweet and warm, and he felt that this moment was extraordinarily beautiful.

Looking at Murong Cheng's appearance, he must not know that Mu Zening had looked for her, after all, the lion also had a nap, Murong Cheng was busy, and it was impossible to stare at the monitoring 24 hours a day.

That's fine.

Anyway, she has already made it clear to Mu Zening, there is no need to make waves again because of this matter.

And...... She was also really worried that Murong Cheng would kill if she didn't agree with her.

After eating longevity noodles, Mu Zi went to school.

Murong Cheng couldn't bear her, so he hugged and kissed her at the entrance, "It's better to ask for leave and stay at home with me to take care of my mother." ”

"You're trying to take advantage of me." Mu Zi was not fooled, poked his dirty thoughts, and then admonished, "Help my mother take her temperature again in four hours, and the antipyretic medicine is next to the bed." ”

After she finished explaining, she went out to school.

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