As soon as Mu Zi saw him, she knew it must be Murong Cheng coming to pick herself up.
The timing was just right, she had just gotten off the train when they arrived.
Mu Zi took off her shoulder bag, carried her school bag in her arms, and lowered her head to sit in the car.
The person hadn't even sat down yet, when she was embraced in the arms of Murong Cheng in the car.
"I haven't taken off my jacket yet, you're going to heat me up!" Mu Zi twisted her body in protest.
This reason did make sense, so Murong Cheng let go of her, waited for her to take off the cumbersome thick jacket and scarf hat outside, and once again embraced her in his arms.
This time, Mu Zi only moved slightly and stopped struggling.
I guess she also knew that struggling was useless.
Murong Cheng asked her, "Was it fun to go out?"
Mu Zi lazily returned, "Just like that, can't talk about fun or not."
Murong Cheng gazed carefully at her expression and asked tentatively, "Nothing happened, right?"
Mu Zi raised her head and looked at him suspiciously, "I went out for club activities, what could have happened?"
Murong Cheng smiled, "It's good that nothing happened."
Mu Zi, however, was unforgiving and pounced on him, "What did you think would happen to me?"
"I thought?" Murong Cheng's deep eyes slightly converged, his thin lips slightly curved up, "I thought that you had eloped with the young boys in the club."
He gently kneaded Mu Zi's knee as if on cue, "If you dare to run away, I'll break your legs and lock you up."
Mu Zi shivered.
She did once have the thought of running away.
Who made Murong Cheng so perverted? Anyone would want to run!
"Why can't your thinking logic be normal?" Mu Zi said without a trace of anger, "Abducting an underage girl is a crime! If this really happened, you should have notified both parents and then arrested the little boy who egged me on to the police station for re-education instead of breaking my legs!"
Murong Cheng was amused by her serious look, he wrapped his arms around the bend of his slender legs, hugged Mu Zi onto his lap, and squeezed, "With these two little short legs of yours, I guess I can't run far if I want to."
"You have long legs, you African big ostrich it, the longest legs good marvelous oh." Mu Zi said.
Murong Cheng pinched her face: "If I am an ostrich, what kind of bird are you? Short-legged penguin?"
Mu Zi gas knot, she can not say Murong Cheng.
At the same time, the heart is inexplicably relaxed, such a gag, it seems to be in the Xiu Shui in her melancholy have been lost.
Mu Zi thought: the original is not his ...
The one who saved her, not Murong Cheng, but Huo Jiu. Somehow, she actually felt that this is quite good, otherwise ... she still does not know how to face Murong Cheng, life-saving benefactor or something, always feel so embarrassed, so twisted.
The original really is not him.
Of course it is not him.
With Murong Cheng such overbearing character, if it is really he saved himself, may be how to condescendingly ask for favors.
Mu Zi unconsciously released ...
No matter who saved her, she has to live well, take back the glory that was once there, and the rest of her life that is not finished, she has to go on step by step.
The car mixed in the crowded traffic, because of the serious blockage stop moving forward.
Mu Zi in the stop and go, has long been drowsy, she leaned on Murong Cheng's chest, head like a chicken pecking rice, little by little.
Murong Cheng laughed at her, "Calling you a pig and still not admitting it, every time you are with me you get sleepy, why do you love sleeping with me so much?"
He purposely said some words that could easily cause ambiguity.
If it was usual, Mu Zi must have blown up, now sleepy, she can't bring up the energy to mess with Murong Cheng, breathlessly pinched him on the waist, a kind of silent protest.
Murong Cheng laughed, touched her head, whispered, "Don't think about anything, live a good life with me ..."
His voice is low, while Mu Zi sleeps in a daze and fails to hear.