"You don't have to bring anything, just take care of yourself." Mu Yutian paused for a moment and continued, "Also, little candy, remember to go back to your parents' side more."

"Well, I know." Tang Buhuai responded crisply. Compared to the big family of Murong family, the Tang family is obviously much thinner. Now there are only parents and three younger brothers at home. Indeed... I should go back to see them more often.

When she got home that day, Mu Yutian didn't see the roses that Murong Jinyan gave him, but she knew that Murong Jinyan had never done anything less. Therefore, when she woke up the next day, she was not scared to see a candy-shaped flower work made of roses in the living room.

But not being scared does not mean that you are not surprised.

She never expected that Murong Jinyan would have such achievements and could come up with such a good gift to her.

The pink and red roses are tied into a candy, and even the folds of the candy paper are made vividly. It is obviously a work done by a long-standing designer. With this craft and so many flower materials, it is absolutely worthwhile.

"Thank you, Brother Jinyan." Tang Buhua happened to hear footsteps behind him. He turned his face and saw Murong Jinyan walking towards her.

"Like it?" Murong Jinyan looked at Tang Buhuai's expression and naturally had the answer.

Tang Buhua nodded vigorously: "Did you come up with this design or the designer?"

"This is not difficult...I think it's." Murong Jinyan responded.

When Tang Buhuan heard Murong Jinyan say that he made it himself, he felt sweet as honey in his heart.

"I suddenly felt... I told you before that if you make me angry again and you want to send me a room, it feels far from enough to apologize!" Tang Buhuai said with a chuckle.

"Then you think I shouldn't have sent all the flowers in the house. I should have built a house for you directly, right?" Murong Jinyan saw that she was happy, so naturally, no matter what, he felt that it was enough in his heart.

"It's better that you never give it to me. Don't make me angry, you must always spoil me." Tang Buhua raised his chin smugly.

"I don't spoil my sister, who do you spoil?" Murong Jinyan said lightly.

Tang Buhua's chest was slightly suffocated, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy about this sentence. Murong Jinyan's words obviously did not refer to her specifically. Murong Jinyan has many sisters, Murong Duoduo, Murong Jing...

She should be the one who ranks last, not only her cousin, but also has no blood relationship, but... she is also very glad that they are not blood relationship.

Murong Jinyan didn't know if she saw her trance, so he raised his hand and rubbed her head: "It's just that although these flowers look good, they will wither after a few days of sitting. It's a pity."

"No." Tang Buhua shook his head, turned around, and looked at Murong Jinyan, "Actually... there is nothing in this world that can be preserved forever. Even steel will be decayed and paper will become fragile. It's just that the time they can store is much longer than flowers... but there is nothing, at least... the bouquet has been beautiful before it withered."

Tang Buhua gently fiddled with his fingers, at least... he had it before.
Chapter completed!