Murong Cheng hogged the bed, and Mu Zi didn't want to share the bed with him, intending to go back to her own room to sleep.
Casually picking up her jacket clothes, she was about to go out around the bed when Murong Cheng woke up.
"Finished making up?" He didn't notice Mu Zi's attempt to leave, the first thing he saw after waking up was the birthday gift on his wrist, his thin lips curved slightly, a faint smile surfaced.
Mu Zi was slightly embarrassed and weakly said, "Happy birthday."
"Uh, thanks." Murong Cheng smiled, slightly got up and held Mu Zi's hand, pulling her to his side.
Her hand was small and soft, her palm was sheer and warm, her fingers luxuriant and glistening.
When Murong Cheng thought of her using these hands, to weave a hand rope for himself, he felt his heart swell slightly.
"Tough on Zi Zi."
He pulled up her hands, placed them on his lips, and kissed them next to his ten fingers in turn, with a look that was both reverent and affectionate.
Mu Zi then felt that her heart started thumping again.
She was very uncomfortable, inclined to look away from the scene of him kissing his fingertips, but her face burned like hot.
Mu Zi thought to herself: my face must be red ...
Murong Cheng had kissed her countless times and she only felt disgusted, but she blushed when he kissed her fingers.
"What's all this talk about hard work, it's not because you forced me." She complained in a different way, "The middle of the night caused me to not be able to sleep ..."
Murong Cheng lost his smile, as he picked her up and tucked her under the covers, "I'll let you sleep now." He wrapped his arms around her and lay down together.
Mu Zi reflexively struggled, tossed and turned twice, then felt she was being pretentious.
Sleeping with him so many times, less this one time, is it possible to preserve innocence?
In the end, the heart is content to lie in Murong Cheng's arms, and fall asleep in a daze ...
...
Wake up in the morning, Murong Cheng is not beside.
Mu Zi drowsy yawn, doubt last night is not their own dream, a lift of the eyes, but saw the bed scattered rose petals ...
Not a dream ah.
Has become cold bedding, so that the heart has a faint disappointment, emotions always come inexplicably.
When I got up and washed myself, there was a thumping sound outside the window, and it was Sae who was outside using his mouth to chatter on the glass window.
These days it always goes outside and occasionally comes back to wander around, probably because the air conditioner is on in the house. Although the heater was warm, it was a bit stuffy and dry, the birds were about to feel uncomfortable.
Mu Zi opened the window, outside the Sae again articulated a new baby - a can pull ring.
This trash picking problem has never changed, Mu Zi does not expect it to change.
The crow popped into the house, carrying the can across the room, and barred his way downstairs, not needing to think, he went to look for Sae again.
"Sae, you shouldn't keep throwing things into people's nests, it's hard to clean!" Mu Zi shouted helplessly.
Only her bird was still doing what I do, so Mu Zi was too lazy to care.
At this time, the cell phone rang.
Mu Zi casually answered the phone, it was Jiang Chen calling.
"Have you seen the news?" Jiang Chen opened his mouth to ask, just listen to the phone leaping and flying voice, you can imagine how happy Jiang Chen at this moment.
Mu Zi laughed: "Just woke up, haven't had time to look, how is it, lively?"
"You must see the video of the interview with Mayor Qiao! Hahaha, it didn't kill me with laughter!" Jiang Chen laughed uncontrollably, "Qiao Jingjia the father is so extreme!"
The corner of Mu Zi's mouth hooked up into a smile as she listened to the phone on one side and opened the hottest news website on the other.
The expected headlines, bolded fonts and eye-catching accompanying pictures, one click in and you could see the constantly surging netizen comments below.
As expected, Qiao Jingjia had been scolded so badly that it was even called: the biggest disaster in the history of the Procuratorate!