"It's just one piece of clothing, it's worth you sulking so much?" Murong Cheng laughed, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her again and again, "Buy ten or twenty pieces back some other day."
"You don't understand anything at all." Mu Zi's eyes tear up.
Good material is not available from time to time, and hand embroidery is even more rare, not to mention ... not to mention that she is not really crying for the clothes!
When she saw the miserable state of this cheongsam, she thought of how she was bullied by him, she was born to cry because of Murong Cheng's anger! This asshole!
Mu Zi cried so hard that she didn't even have the strength to scold him.
Murong Cheng, however, enjoyed this feeling of holding her in his arms, even if the girl in his arms was crying.
He took out a black gift box and handed it to Mu Zi, "Open it and take a look."
"I don't want it." Mu Zi hated Murong Cheng, and incidentally hated everything about him.
Murong Cheng was rejected, also not annoyed, he gently bit her earlobe, his cool lips spit out hot breath, "Don't want the gift, just kiss again."
Mu Zi's whole body trembled and violently grabbed the gift box, "I want it!"
That was torture! She didn't want to endure it again!
Murong Cheng smiled with satisfaction, "Good girl, open it."
Mu Zi tensed her nerves and opened the palm-sized rectangular gift box-
Inside was a cell phone.
Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.
She subconsciously thought that the gift from Murong Cheng would not be anything good. He was so perverted, his taste in gifts must be perverted as well, either a python or a poisonous scorpion.
Luckily, it was a cell phone.
But then her heart lifted again as she remembered Murong Cheng spying on her!
"There's a tracking location in the cell phone?!" Mu Zi asked offhandedly in fear.
Murong Cheng imprints a heavy kiss on her forehead as if it's a reward, "Well, my Zi Zi is so smart."
Mu Zi: "..."
Can I throw it away now?
Being watched at home and having her location tracked when she goes out, does she have any freedom at all?
Mu Zi wanted to refuse, but she had tasted Murong Cheng's tactics, and fear had already grown in her heart, so she could only accept the cell phone in a submissive manner.
Murong Cheng held her hand and taught her to turn on the phone.
He very rightfully recorded his fingerprints in the unlock function, as well as the backup password.
In other words, this cell phone was something he could check at any time.
Mu Zi really couldn't stand him like this.
"Brother ... can you not be like this?" With the last glimmer of hope, she held Murong Cheng's sturdy arm and shook it, choking back sobs, "Let's be brother and sister again, isn't it good?"
"Zi Zi likes being brother and sister?" Murong Cheng gently kissed her tearful eyes and said with a low smile, "Then let's be brother and sister, either way is good, brother and sister words might be more exciting."
Mu Zi was completely desperate.
She couldn't communicate with a pervert.
After fiddling with the phone, Murong Cheng released her. Mu Zi re-changed her clothes, purposely went to wash her face, and used cold water on her crying red eyes before she dawdled and followed Murong Cheng downstairs.
Downstairs, Bai Wei was also fiddling with a new cell phone in her hands.
It was the same as the cell phone Murong Cheng sent her.
Bai Wei saw the two come down and smiled as she waved at them, "Rong Cheng, help me see how this function should be set."
Like most middle-aged women, Bai Wei wasn't too good at things like cell phones and computers, and her knowledge only stayed at the most rudimentary functions.
Murong Cheng went over to help her make adjustments, Bai Wei occasionally asked questions, and he explained in a low voice, his demeanor was light and unhurried.
He was still very good to Bai Wei, a filial son.
Mu Zi silently sized him up from the sidelines.
He is normal when he is not perverted, suave and graceful as a handsome nobleman, pleasing to the eye.
... Alas, why do you have to be perverted?
Mu Zi sighed sorrowfully in her heart.
Bai Wei figured out the function of the cell phone, see the time is not early, then get up to go to the kitchen to cook.
Once Bai Wei left, Mu Zi had to face Murong Cheng alone again.
She subconsciously flinched to the side.
Mu Zi realized that she was unconsciously beginning to fear Murong Cheng ...