Mu Zi was annoyed and raised her hand to vigorously whack him a few times, "You this person! Can't ... you not be so vulgar!"
Saying he is vulgar is considered a compliment, he is simply vicious and nasty!
Murong Cheng took the insults as flirting, laughed and backed away some, and came over to kiss her again, Mu Zi refused, and fluttered in his arms like an impatient little sparrow.
After struggling for a while, slowly, she felt something was wrong.
"Are you hurt?" Mu Zi felt the wetness on her hand, rolled over and reached out to shine her hand under the lamp, there was a blinding crimson red.
"You're hurt!" She said, her tone changing from shocked to certain.
Murong Cheng frowned slightly, looking down at his chest, there was blood soaking out, staining his clothes red.
Not wanting to dirty Mu Zi's bedding, he straightened up and took off his shirt, revealing his sturdy chest.
Mu Zi saw a palm-length scar on his chest, which had already scabbed over, but cracked a bit from the center, gurgling out crimson blood, flowing along the texture of the muscle, dripping down to his robust waist and abdomen, like a bloody running oil painting.
Forgive me for having seen dead people, seeing this scene in front of her, Mu Zi still felt shocked.
She haphazardly drew a bunch of paper towels to cover his wounds, and her mind recalled that she had just vigorously whacked him those few times.
"Are you stupid? Why didn't you dodge just now!"
Murong Cheng let out a soft laugh, got off the bed, took out the medical kit from the cabinet, took out the gauze and skillfully bandaged himself.
"It's just a small injury, if I didn't intentionally let it go, that person couldn't even get close to me."
"You just brag!" Mu Zi sat on the bed, a pair of dark bright eyes glaring at him.
"Gutsy and fat, actually dare to call me bragging." Murong Cheng came up again, wrapping his arms around her and biting her delicate neck as a punishment.
Mu Zi subconsciously ducked to the side.
Murong Cheng hooped her waist tightly, not allowing her to hide, half forcing the two bodies to fit more closely.
The breath of his body is fresh and cold, mixed with the smell of blood and the fragrance of roses, filling and surrounding her, making her suffocated and mesmerized.
As if Mu Zi had touched his wounds, her struggling movements unconsciously became soft and gentle.
She suddenly felt pity for Murong Cheng, and his birthday was not peaceful, so many people wanted to kill him, and did not know that next year's birthday, he still had no life to live ...
Thinking that Murong Cheng might die, the tip of Mu Zi's heart trembled slightly, like a windless lake threw stones into it, causing ripples in circles, unable to calm down.
Murong Cheng went all the way up along his neck, smoothly pressing her into the soft velvet quilt, grinding her lips, ear to ear.
I don't know if it's because of the devil in his heart, but Mu Zi didn't resist when he was so reckless.
Her meekness made Murong Cheng startled and then surprised.
He lifted himself up with his arms propped up, his dark as ink eyes gazing at her, asking, "Zi Zi, you're aching for me?"
"Nonsense!" Mu Zi drank lowly, her cheeks had an exasperated blush, "I just don't want to waste my energy and struggle uselessly!"
Murong Cheng, however, let go of her, straightened his back and sat up, he carefully scrutinized Mu Zi's expression, a moment later a smile appeared in his eyes, "You're aching for me."
The tone is certain.
Mu Zi gas knot, rolled over and turned her back, ignoring him.
Murong Cheng, however, is happy, taking off his shoes and squeezing into her comforter, holding her tightly in his arms.
Mu Zi's anger does not go down well and she can't do anything about him, she complains in a low voice, "You didn't come back for such a long time, mom has been very worried, I called you countless times but couldn't get through, I even made longevity noodles for you today, you can't always go on like this, no matter how much the Huo family's business is busy, you should give mom a call to keep her safe... ..."
She rambled on, holding out for Bai Wei.
Murong Cheng was a bit surprised, "Why did you make longevity noodles?"
Mu Zi froze slightly, hey? Doesn't he know that today is his birthday?