Chapter 555: Pomegranate picking agreement (monthly ticket plus more)

Mu Zi didn't remember when she fell asleep, her memory stayed in the last sky full of stars, and when she woke up, she found that she was already lying in the soft blanket.
She yawned softly, sat up from the bed, raised her hand to rub her eyes, unexpectedly saw a red mark on her wrist.
Mu Zi was stunned, and after a closer look, he discovered that there was an extra circle of hand-woven red rope on his wrist.
...Hand-knitted red string?
She remembered that the last time Murong had celebrated her birthday, she asked her for a gift when she asked her for a gift. At that time, she made a hand strap to give him.
So...this hand-knitted rope is his birthday present for her?
Mu Zi: "..."
This must be the cheapest gift given by Murong Cheng.
Murong Cheng walked in from outside the room with only a bath towel around his body, with wet hair resting on his forehead, a bit messy and unruly.
"Wake up?" He smiled and walked over to kiss her.
Murong Cheng always kissed her, almost becoming a habit.
"What is this?" Mu Zi raised his hand and asked him.
Murong Cheng stretched out his wrists, side by side with hers, and said, "It's a pair now."
"No, there is a crystal stone on your hand strap." Mu Zi pointed out the difference.
Murong Cheng rubbed her head and said, "I will throw this stone away in the future and it will be exactly like you."
"Your logic is wrong," Mu Zi muttered, "Why don't you want to add a stone to my hand strap?"
Murong Cheng laughed somehow, and kissed her very loudly on the cheek, "Baby, you are so cute!"
Mu Zi was inexplicable, and found Murong Cheng's smile so strange.
...
After getting up, the two ate yesterday's cake for breakfast.
Mu Zi didn't mention her birthday, and Murong Cheng didn't ask her why she bought cakes. Both of them deliberately avoided this topic.
During this period, Mu Zi asked about the basement.
"That door can't be opened." Mu Zi asked him, "Why is it locked? Is there any important thing inside?"
Murong Cheng shook his head and replied casually: "I don't remember, it should be the place where the sundries were piled up when the house was just built. I guess there are some paint and waste wood inside. I will look for the key again."
Mu Zi knew that he was busy lately, and immediately said: "You don't need to look for it specially, I'm just curious to ask, and I will pack up when I have time."
"Yeah." Murong Cheng agreed.
Mu Zi put the matter behind and didn't think about it anymore.
After eating the cake, the two ran into the mountains to play.
Spring is the season for the growth of all things. The scenery in the mountain forest is very beautiful, every blade of grass is tender green, with moist dew in the forest.
They wandered for the purpose of strolling, and accidentally came to the place where they picked pomegranates last year.
Of course, there are no pomegranates on the tree at this time, only lush branches and leaves, and blossoming buds.
"It will bloom soon." Mu Zi thought about the time. "It is estimated that it will bloom next month. When the flowers die, there will be pomegranates to eat."
"Have you not eaten enough for breakfast? I am greedy again so soon." Murong Cheng laughed at her.
Mu Zi said, "I don't want to eat now."
"You can eat it now." Murong Cheng squeezed her face, "Follow me, can you still be greedy?"
Nowadays, you can buy any fruit you want to buy, even if you eat watermelon in winter, it’s not impossible.
"I don't want it." Mu Zi looked at the small buds on the tree with anticipation, "What's the point of buying directly, I just want to pick from the tree. When the pomegranate is ripe, we will pick it again, okay?"
"Okay." Murong Cheng agreed with her with a smile, and there was a warm glow in his eyes, gentle and indulgent.