Chapter 163： So-called truth

Xu was panicked, Xu was really too spicy.

Mu Zi forgot to close her teeth, let Murong accept it...

Murong Cheng's Xin was hot and intense.

Although Mu Zi is a modern adult woman, she has an extraordinary cleanliness and conservative in love affairs. Her understanding of prostitution only stays at the lips. It is a gentle romance, a taste of subtlety, not Murong Cheng is like this--

Deep into the mouth, moist and entangled, even the head and teeth also used strength, the violent crusade, disgusting and abnormal, but also with a kind of horror of dismemberment!

When Murong Cheng let go of her, he was satisfied and asked her with a smile, "Is it spicy?"

Mu Zi's head was numb, and she covered her lips with tears, and replied, "Spicy!"

"How come." Murong Cheng squeezed her face with an ambiguous tone, "It's clearly sweet."

Mu Zi can't speak...

The remaining bibimbap was eaten up by Murong Cheng.

Mu Zi didn't want to eat it, so he found a bag of instant fruit cereal in the kitchen, and supper just passed by.

After eating, the used bowls, chopsticks and dinner plates were randomly piled in the sink without tidying up.

Murong Cheng took Mu Zi to the terrace to watch the sunset.

Mu Zi likes this feeling. The top of the mountain is too high, and the view at the bottom of the mountain is narrow and restrictive. Only half of the mountainside is the most appropriate benefit. Watching a round of red sun slowly fall from the horizon, the sunset glows half of the sky, the richness and magnificence to the extreme, it is not beautiful Seems real.

If she felt something, she turned her head to look at Murong Cheng beside her.

The warm sunset shining on his face, softened his eyebrows and facial features, quiet and distant, no evil charm and evil spirits, only handsome and romantic.

Mu Zi felt that Murong Cheng was a magical existence.

——He always has a way to easily make her furious when she is moved.

For example, the hot kiss just now.

Mu Zi couldn't help wondering: Is Murong Cheng too abnormal, or am I schizophrenic?

...

At night when it was time to rest, Murong Cheng took the quilt and went to the guest room, which surprised Mu Zi.

The gangster is going to change his mind?

"Are you sleeping in the guest room these days?" Mu Zi asked in surprise.

Murong Cheng raised her eyebrows and asked her, "Zi Zi wants me to stay?"

Mu Zi shook his head quickly!

Murong Cheng touched her face with a warm smile in her eyes, "I'm afraid to stay, you won't be able to get out of bed for the next few days."

Mu Zi's expression froze, and her heart just changed a little bit for Murong Cheng, and she was instantly broken.

"Apart from those things...can't your mind be pure?" She gritted her teeth.

Murong Cheng laughed: "Lying on a bed with a woman you like, what else can you do besides that?"

Mu Zi scolded him: "Indecent!"

In the end, I felt that it was not strong enough, so he added a word: "You are so superficial!"

Murong Cheng was used to scolding by her, and his smile continued. He took Mu Zi's face and lowered his head to kiss him. Mu Zi was dishonest, pushing and scolding in his arms.

"Zizi, the kind you are talking about is hypocritical and hypocritical." Murong Cheng whispered in her ear, the hot breath seemed to burn the tip of her heart, "and I am true to you...forever, even if you are not in bed ."

He grabbed her hand and moved it down to make Mu Zi feel the so-called reality.

Mu Zi regained his senses, like a frightened hedgehog, stomped him severely!

This rascal!

Playing hooligans anytime, anywhere!

Mu Zi was mad.

She exhausted all her strength to push Murong Cheng out, and closed the door with a bang!

Her chest rose and fell sharply, she was breathing heavily, recalling what she had just touched with her hand, and immediately aroused goose bumps!

Mu Zi rushed into the matching bathroom in the room with a terrible cold, scrubbing hard!

The snow-white foam was rubbed in the palm of the palm, washing and washing, my mind was in a daze...

If it's just for playing hooligans, why should Murong Cheng bother so much?