"What's going on with Bai Wei?" Mu Sensen asked.

The white god of the Mu family has a bad temper, she knows it.

But he is so proud, he is not a person who will casually talk about life and death, he must have some bad premonition, so he will say it by losing his temper.

"How do I know? His temperament has always been uncertain, and he must be angry. Whoever made you abandon your family and children, and run away with a man for more than half a month. Mu Tian said that he deserved it, someone could restrain you.

"How is he feeling these days?"

“…… Well, it may not be good, I don't watch any bloody idol dramas. ”

"Okay, watch him well, don't let him do stupid things, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Mu Tian: "...... Can I stand up to him? ”

Do you have any misunderstanding about your brother? Or is there some misunderstanding about that god? That's an ancestor, can I hold it if he wants to die?

There was a beep on the other side of the phone, and he had hung up.

Mu Tian: "......

In mid-air, a faint bright moon shone on the barren snow in the garden.

There are many pomegranate trees growing outside the theater, and this season, the leaves have long since fallen, leaving only the thin branches and the snow on them.

Pei Ji stood under the thickest pomegranate tree, in the light moon and snow, and was seriously making art (playing in the snow...... ）

The night breeze was blowing, and the six small gourds that had been pinched on the branches of the trees were swaying with the wind, swaying heavily, looking clumsy and cute.

Mu Sensen took out his mobile phone, clicked, and took a photo.

Pei Ji looked up: "You didn't shoot my face." ”

Mu Sensen: "......" You didn't even look this way, how do you know I didn't slap your face?

Besides, you don't like taking pictures!

While spitting in his heart, he called up the photo to show him, "It's not a full-body photo, I slapped your hand and six small gourds." ”

In the photo, the small gourd held between the fingers is crystal clear, and the man's hands with bone rings are slender and beautiful.

The light and shadow are hazy, the colors are black and white, and there is a large visual scene.

Mu Sensen praised: "Look, even if there is only one pair of hands, everyone can guess that this man must be super good-looking." I'll post it online when I get back. ”

"Where are you going to send it?" Pei asked him.

Mu Sensen: "......" She actually just said it casually, and she didn't mean to send it. But they were all asked......

"Weibo." She said seriously.

"Okay." Pei Yu lowered his eyes, carefully pinched the last small gourd hanging on the branch, and said to her: "Let's take another picture, the seventh little gourd is ready." ”

“……”

Mu Sensen did what he said.

After returning to Honolulu, he didn't even bother with Tang Xiaotian's game invitation, and the first thing he did was to post on Weibo.

The account of "Qimu Little Ancestor" on Weibo has not been updated for a long time. A lot of Mu Sensen's face fans and Mu Tian's brother and daughter-in-law fans will come over every day, please say hello or something.

Mu Sensen put the first photo he took in the princess's mansion with the text:

- Mo-da! [Love] [Love]

Tang Xiaotian stared at the phone screen, "What are you doing?" ”

Mu Sensen rolled his eyes, "Can't you see this?" I'm showing affection! ”

Tang Xiaotian: "...... What kind of love is this? What about the male protagonist? What about ambiguous heart-shaped items? Although I know that these hands belong to Uncle Pei, but your affection is too weak, and those who don't know think you are hand-controlled. ”