"Going to the movies alone?" Muyong Cheng seemed like he was chatting with her, asking questions in one way or another.
Mu Zi pretended to be calm, "Yeah, what's so strange about going to the movies alone."
"Oh ..." Murong Cheng squinted his eyes, urgently asked, "What movie are you going to watch?"
Mu Zi opened her mouth, but her voice felt like it was pinched.
She blushed slightly, suddenly realizing that she had no idea what films were being released in the recent schedule!
Murong Cheng laughed, "What, don't know what movie to watch?"
"Watch whatever is available." Mu Zi twisted her face away, her tone hard.
Her fingers were tightly twisted together, oblivious to the fact that her nervousness had long been exposed to the man's eyes.
Murong Cheng laughed and didn't pursue any further, only casually saying, "If you want to watch a movie in the future, give your brother a call."
Mu Zi sighed in relief ...
"Where is your cell phone?" Murong Cheng suddenly asked.
Mu Zi's heart reared up!
"Cell phone ..." she silently inhaled, her fingers twisted tighter, "Today I met a robbery, the bag was snatched away ... and the cell phone was lost. "
She is like a child who has made a mistake, admitting her mistake and then hanging her head, putting on an honest attitude.
For a long time, no response was heard.
Mu Zi lifted her head in fear, only to see Murong Cheng was quietly watching her, with a look that seemed like a smile.
Mu Zi's heart seems to jump a beat wrongly, thumping several times!
The heart was in turmoil.
"It's true! ... you, if you don't believe me, you can go check!" She stiffly defended herself, "I met it on the bus, and there is also surveillance on the road."
In this way, Murong Cheng can't take it out on her, right? He can't use this as an excuse to punish her, right?
Murong Cheng really did not blame her, just put her into his arms, gently patted her back, his tone gentle, "Scared, right? Did the other party hurt you?"
Mu Zi shook her head, "He snatched the bag and ran out of sight ..."
Murong Cheng comforted her, "It's already fine, don't be afraid."
She wasn't afraid at all!
She was just afraid of him!
Murong Cheng let go of her and went to the entrance of the hotel room, ordered a few words to the people outside
When he came back, he asked her, "Do you want to go watch a movie?"
"Don't want to watch." Mu Zi lowered her head, taking small bites of chocolate mousse, her eyes not really looking at him, "I want to go home."
Mu Rong Cheng didn't say anything, walked over and held her hand that was holding the small teaspoon and squeezed it.
The thin calluses between her fingers rubbed against the center of her white thin wrist, tingling and slightly itching.
Mu Zi couldn't help but tremble, she was on tenterhooks, pleading in her voice: "I really don't want to watch the movie, I want to go home."
She was really afraid that Murong Cheng would come up with other tricks to torture her!
Murong Cheng pinched her wrist and pulled it to his mouth, eating the mousse cake on the teaspoon.
"Well, I'll take you home later." He let go and lightly licked the chocolate from the corner of his mouth, his smile wicked and full of tenderness.
Mu Zi, however, stared blankly at the small teaspoon that he had used, wondering if she still wanted to continue ...
"Why don't you eat? Want brother to feed?" Murong Cheng faintly said.
"No need!" Mu Zi held her tongue, "I'll eat by myself ..."
Confronting Murong Cheng, she was always at a disadvantage.
Whether it was the resistance on the bed or the mental tightness, it made Mu Zi exhaust her physical strength, she was famished, and the food in front of her was quickly eaten up.
The chocolate mousse was mellow and thick, with a smooth texture, sweet with a hint of bitterness from the chocolate, not so sweet that it was greasy.
Paired with a cup of top quality black tea, it was perfect.
Mu Zi leaned back in her chair and let out a comfortable breath.
Noticing Murong Cheng looking at her, she adjusted her posture again and sat upright.
Murong Cheng was drinking coffee.
He leaned against the back of the chair, his posture was lazy and casual, but he gave off a feeling of elegance and nobility.
Appearance is already handsome, temperament also seems to be born graceful, suave and elegant, is simply a man between the demons, let a person jealous.
Mu Zi looked in the eyes, somehow a little angry.
So perverted a person, God why to give him such excellent skin?
Heaven is unfair ah!