Chapter 290： Ill-packed

It cannot be a power outage.

A power outage in such a large entertainment venue is simply a joke.

In the casino downstairs, there are countless gamblers betting and rolling dice. If the power goes out, even if it only stops for one second, the gamblers will not stop.

But this darkness makes Mu Zi think of someone...

The light goes out for only a few seconds. The interior quickly returned to light.

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't figure out the situation. For a while, they forgot the clamor for the boys to confess.

At this time, three or five waiters in uniform came in from outside the house, and one of the managers said to them politely: "I'm very sorry, I found that there is a potential short circuit in this place, and it needs temporary repair. We have prepared another luxury for the guests. Private room, I hope you will be satisfied."

The students all felt disappointed, but they had to carry out line maintenance to ensure the safety of the guests, so everyone took their own things out of the box one after another.

After Mu Zi walked out, he saw Wang Zhan not far away.

She knew exactly what was going on, and she said calmly to Zhuang Jia and Jiang Zhinuan next to her: "You go first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Mu Zi was very calm. She knew that even if she didn't come out, he would have various ways to get her out. Instead of doing that, she might as well go find him personally, so as not to let the classmates see the clues, she would be embarrassed then.

When Wang Zhan saw that Mu Zi had moved away from the group of students, he immediately followed.

When he reached the corner, Xiao Wang's unsmiling face suddenly collapsed, and he said bitterly, "My grandma, why did you come here? Master Rong couldn't contact you, so he lost his temper."

Mu Zi left her mobile phone and positioning necklace at home, of course Murong Cheng could not contact her.

She asked blankly: "Why did you come back early?"

"When the matter is over, Master Rong has been thinking of you again. If you don't think about eating and drinking, why don't you come back soon." Wang Zhan's mouth was full of Murong Cheng's kind words.

Mu Zi listened absent-mindedly, without any response, her face looked weak.

Wang Zhan took Mu Zi to see Murong Cheng.

The black-decorated room is stable and strong, as if its owner reveals a cold and hard temperament.

Murong Cheng sat on the leather sofa and smoked, his handsome face was somber and evil.

On the coffee table in front of him, there was a laptop computer, and the image inside was the box that Mu Zi had just stayed in.

Next to the computer are keys, mobile phones, necklaces, and a pistol.

All he left for Mu Zi.

Murong Cheng's dark and deep eyes looked over--

Eyes meet, the atmosphere in the room is silent and strange.

Wang Zhan retired wisely and closed the door.

...

Murong Cheng looked at Mu Zi coldly, his eyes filled with haze, after a long time, he uttered two words in a deep voice: "Come here."

Mu Zi stood there without moving.

Murong Cheng took a hard breath of cigarette, then exhaled it slowly, as if he was calming some emotions.

He put the unfinished cigarette on the ashtray, then got up, strode forward with long legs, grabbed Mu Zi's wrist, dragged her to the sofa, suddenly turned over and pressed down——

Kissed her lips fiercely, from the slender jaw down, biting the white neck.

"Unclean!" The vicious words burst from between his teeth, and the kiss was brutal and rough.

"Who is that boy? Is he tired of living?"

Murong Cheng was out of anger.

There was a raging flame on his chest, burning his internal organs.

He came back early and happily, and there was no warmth and honey to greet him, only Mu Zi and the other little boy's eyebrows flickered!