"What's wrong? Zizi, such a big reaction." Murong Cheng drew her closer and asked her with a smile.
He still calls her Zizi.
Mu Zi was confused by Murong Cheng.
What is going on with him? Did you see through her? Or... actually she herself is too sensitive?
Maybe Murong Cheng just thinks that his sister has changed a lot, so he teases a few times?
Mu Zi clenched his hands tightly, and looked at Murong Cheng with a strained nerve.
"Is it my reaction? It's obviously my brother who has been frightening me." She bit her lip, feeling aggrieved.
Knowing that she was pretending, Murong Cheng eased his strength, turned her wrist over, and said, "What are you nervous about? I just want to see your wound."
There was a scarlet scar on Xue Baihao's wrist.
When cutting the wrist, she used Jiujin to start very hard, although the wound was stitched up, there was always a centipede mark on her wrist, which was extremely hideous.
Murong Cheng lowered his eyes to hide the pain in his eyes.
"Are you still in touch with that little boy?" he asked.
Mu Zi looked blank, "Who?"
Murong Cheng let go of her hand, and said lightly: "It's the little boyfriend who you have been chasing for a year and finally caught up, and broke up in less than a week. I heard that the boy is a webmaster? Back then, you ran to the Internet cafe every day. , Sometimes you don’t return all night, causing mom’s Internet cafes and Internet cafes to look for you and almost call the police."
Having said that, he paused and looked at Mu Zi jokingly, "One time, I found you at the police station. In the middle of the night, you and a gangster outside smashed a car on the side of the road with a broken wine bottle and you were arrested by the police. Because of your underage, your mother brought you back."
Mu Zi was dumbfounded by Murong Cheng.
With Murong Cheng's aloof personality, he was willing to spend time talking to her for such a long time!
And... how did she feel a strange sense of violation?
It's as if he said this deliberately, in order to reveal enough information to prevent her from revealing herself?
This conjecture was too unbelievable, and was immediately rejected by Mu Zi.
Murong Cheng had no reason to do this.
"Have you heard? Don't contact those people again." Murong Cheng was stunned when she saw her, stretched out her hand to pinch her face, smooth and tender.
Mu Zi slapped that hand away, "I know! I don't even have a mobile phone, how can I contact you!"
Murong Cheng didn't care, so she rubbed her head instead, "I will take you to buy a new one when I look back."
Talk as you speak, do what you do!
Mu Zi frowned and tore off his hand from his head.
She was very uncomfortable with the intimacy shown by Murong Cheng, and even felt that it was not as comfortable as before.
"I'm back to my room." Mu Zi shrugged away from him, turned his head and left.
As a result, Murong Cheng raised his arm and slammed against the wall, blocking her way!
Mu Zi was stunned!
My brother, Bidong's own sister, is it really suitable? ! what? !
"I haven't finished speaking, why are you running?" He asked with a low smile like an ancient bully molesting a good girl, "Why go to the front today, eh?"
The slender arms formed a tight angle with the wall. Once she spoke, the clear breath of the man almost sprayed on her face.
Even brothers and sisters, this is too much.
"I'm going to ask you to have breakfast." Mu Zi replied with shame.
She squeezed her fist and thought, if Murong Cheng did too much, she must beat him!
However, Murong Cheng straightened up immediately and let her go.
"Don't go to the front again in the future." Murong Cheng stared at her with pitch-black eyes, as if warning, "...Don't have any contact with the Mu family."
After he said, he wickedly raised his thin lips and touched her head, "ZiZi, you have to be obedient."
After Murong Cheng left, Mu Zi stood there for a long time and couldn't recover.
She looked at the direction Murongcheng was leaving, and muttered, "Madman..."