Murong Xicheng stretched out his hands and hugged his head, as if he wanted him to take off his hat, just like he was losing his head.

In fact, it was not just Mu Yutian. Now the people sitting around the table were all curious, curious about what Murong Xi was wearing a hat on his head.

It's really funny. What's wrong with Murong Xicheng, who thinks he pays the most attention to appearance and taste?

"Grandma... This hat is the lifeblood of your grandson! Leave me a way out..." Murong Xicheng lay miserably on the table and pretended to be dead.

"Removed! Otherwise, your bank card will be frozen forever... No, you will directly cancel the card. From now on, you will give it to me and stay at home honestly!" The old lady has always said what she said and never doubted her ability to move. Of course, this also includes Murong Xicheng.

"No..." Murong Xicheng was really about to cry.

Mu Yutian couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for him...

But after all, he is still too dependent on his family. If he had an independent income, his grandmother would not have used these to threaten him.

So...after all, Murong Xicheng's own fault.

After Mu Yutian thought it through, she continued to watch the show.

"Okay, then Uncle Wu..."

"Grandma, good grandma..." Murong Xicheng quickly pretended to be cute.

It’s a pity that if he was two years old, it might have some effect. Now in his twenties, he has no ability to shake the old lady at all.

"Pick it!" Murong Xicheng said helplessly.

He took it off his head as if he was homeless.

Originally, Mu Yutian had already done it. Was he punished by Murong Yanxing for shaved hair or something? But when he saw the miscellaneous hair on his head, he was almost choked to death by his saliva.

If it is all gone, then it will be fine, but he is... To put it nicely, like a football, but a little ugly, it is a loneliness areata, with much stronger visual impact.

One piece with hair, the other piece without hair, especially the bangs in front, was cut into three-haired shapes. In short, it can only be described as terrible.

Even the old lady couldn't help laughing, and the others tried to hold back their laughter or pretend to cough.

The old lady shook her head and pointed at Murong Xicheng with her finger: "You, you! Why do I say hello to you!"

"It's all my second brother... Second brother is killing me... Grandma, I'm not alive anymore, my hair is the second face of a person." Murong Xicheng really had an expression that could not survive.

Mu Yutian could hardly remember what kind of hairstyle Murong Xicheng had, but... she probably understood that Murong Xicheng was originally dyed, with various colors, and there were some pinches here, Murong Yanxing was the most unwilling to dye his hair. Obviously, he just used it to rub the hair he had dyed, and finally created such a distinctive hairstyle.

Murong Xicheng likes beauty the most. Whether it is dressing up by himself or asking others for his hair, cutting it like this, is indeed a huge lesson.

However... Mu Yutian glanced at Murong Yanxing. He really knew his younger brother and knew how to treat him the most effectively.

"Okay, okay, not just hair, I think it's okay. You've been raising my hair and legs at home for me for a while, don't go anywhere!" The old lady couldn't help laughing again in the end.

"Grandma! You're still laughing at me..." Murong Xicheng continued to howl twice unbearable.

"No wonder Murong Xicheng screamed so badly that day. I thought you beat him to death." Mu Yutian turned sideways and said to Murong Yanxing in a low voice.

"I've beaten up too." Murong Yanxing chuckled, "Boil it into an invisible place in his clothes."

This person is simply too bad!

So in a relatively relaxed atmosphere, the family started to have a meal.

As a result, when the meal was about to end, Mu Yutian's phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She took a look and found that it was Gu Jiayin's place.

"I'll answer my mom's phone number." Mu Yutian said to Murong Yanxing beside her, then got up and left the seat, walked a little further, and answered the phone.
Chapter completed!