Murong Cheng took Mu Zi to his other private house.

It is a European-style manor, extremely luxurious and magnificent, and heavily guarded.

Mu Zi was depressed and not in the mood to appreciate.

The car drove into the majestic and tall wall and drove along the asphalt road for a few minutes before finally reaching the main entrance of the manor castle.

Murongcheng didn't wait for Mu Zi to get out of the car, picked her up with his long arms, and walked in with her directly.

He embraced Mu Zi upstairs, walking fast.

Mu Zi was dizzy in his arms. He couldn't even see the surrounding environment. He only heard that the door was kicked open by him unceremoniously. The next moment she was thrown into the velvet quilt.

She struggled to sit up, grabbed the soft silk satin pillow indiscriminately, and hit the man in front of her regardless!

Murong Cheng blocked the pillow, stretched out his hand expressionlessly to loosen the neckline, leaned over and pressed it down, and kissed her hard.

He seemed to be eating her, gnawing in his kiss, and simply stripped off his clothes with his big hands. The white and soft skin was exposed to the cold autumn air, shuddering, and then quickly fell into the burning embrace.

Her internal organs seemed to be burning.

Mu Zi struggled to escape, breathing in confusion.

She is not his opponent.

Xu Shi was too desperate. She gave up resisting and stopped begging for mercy. His eyes looked blankly at the complicated and bright crystal lamp above his head, his eyes were red, but there were no tears.

"Just do it quickly." Mu Zi calmed down suddenly, her voice revealing the bone-eroding cold, "It's best to do enough at a time. When will Mu Shao get tired of playing, please raise your hand high and don't make my end too embarrassing. ."

Murong Cheng was uncomfortable.

He held Mu Zi's face and kissed and kissed again, his hot eyes suppressed Yu Nian towards her, and he muttered: "You are still young, I will not hurt your body, but... I must let you Know how to be my woman."

He didn't allow Mu Zi to try to separate the relationship anymore. He needed to build a deeper bond between the two. As long as he could remember his heart, he wouldn't care even if it hurts.

Murongcheng let go of Mu Zi at the last moment, but asked her to help him with her hands.

Mu Zi was trembling with anger, "I don't want it! Go find Xu Shihan, find the woman outside!"

"There has never been another woman." Murong Cheng entangled and murmured affectionately next to her lips, "Only you, always only you... Zizi, you have to be good..."

...

During the whole process, Mu Zi closed her eyes tightly and refused to look at it. She was so angry that she was almost numb in the end, hoping that this was a ridiculous nightmare.

But the touch and smell reminded her that it was real, real!

Murong Cheng, this bastard!

Even Mu Zening! Even if it was her husband Mu Zening, he never let her do such a disgusting thing!

Mu Zi was extremely angry and aggrieved.

Afterwards, Murong Cheng softly kissed her forehead like a child, took her to the bathroom, and cleaned her gently and carefully.

Obviously only used his hands, but Mu Zi felt that his whole body was dirty.

"Get out." Mu Zi lowered her head, her voice was very low and soft, and she was not emotional, "I want to take a bath."

Murong Cheng was silent for a while, and asked inexplicably, "Zizi, is this so hard for you to accept?"

Mu Zi didn't look at him, and said in a sarcasm: "Do you think I can't think about it? Don't be pretentious, I'll just be rubbed by a dog."

She called him a dog.

Murong Cheng's face darkened.

After a while, he chuckled, instead of seeing irritation, he circled her waist from behind and kissed the back of her neck, "Well, I am willing to be a purple dog."

Mu Zi couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and beat him up.

Murong Cheng reacted faster, grabbed her hand to her lips, kissed her fingers one by one, and left with a smile.

Crazy dog!

Mu Zi scolded in her heart.