Murong Cheng drove to the Royal Walker Hotel.
He led Mu Zi into the elevator and went straight to the top roof.
Mu Zi felt inexplicable. In such a cold day, what did he take her to the rooftop at night? See the meteor shower?
Then she saw a helicopter parked not far away...
Mu Zi was wary and refused to take a step forward, "Where are you taking me?"
"Aren't you trying to find out who the murderer is?" Murong Cheng was still selling off, "Take you to meet someone. There is nothing in this world that he doesn't know, only things he doesn't want to know."
Mu Zi was puzzled and curious, hesitated for a while, and boarded the helicopter with Murong Cheng.
The propeller accelerated, and the helicopter rose into the air.
In the dark night, only the bright lights of the whole city outline the outlines of tall buildings.
Mu Zi couldn't help putting her clothes together. Flying at high altitude made her feel a little cold.
The wind raging outside, she vaguely heard Murong Cheng calling her name, and raised her eyebrows to look over.
Murong Cheng took a pair of noise reduction headphones in his hand, put his hand on Mu Zi's head, then hugged her over and placed it on his lap.
Mu Zi wants to say that she has her own position and that she can't wear a seat belt like this...
But Murong Cheng hugged her with his beak into his arms, and took the thick blanket prepared on the plane to surround them.
Warmth wrapped the whole body for a moment, isolating the cold current from the outside world.
Mu Zi opened his mouth, and couldn't say any more complaints...
Her head was tucked in the blanket against the man's chest, and her cheeks were warm for some reason.
Is she throbbing again? Mu Zi suddenly became angry, as if he was being lost for a while, and the naive venting of anger was on Murong Cheng's body-Mu Zi put his cold hands into Murong Cheng's clothes, maliciously drawing warmth.
The cold temperature made the man's physical reflexes shrink.
Murong Cheng chuckled in her ear, and the exhaled heat brushed her skin, making it itch.
"naughty."
She heard him say with a smile.
Mu Zi's face was burning with fire, she didn't want to be noticed by Murong Cheng, her head was buried deeper in the blanket, without a word, only silently feeling her cold hands, little by little, warmed by Murong Cheng's body temperature... …
Just like her heart, it also heats up little by little.
Mu Zi thought, Murong Cheng is so kind to her... Maybe one day, she will really fall, throw away all principles and morals, and willingly become a shameless lover...
She would be completely lost in his tenderness.
……What should she do?
Mu Zi curled up in Murongcheng's arms. She was very confused. The topic of love was too difficult for her...
...
The helicopter took them to another city.
Mu Zi had never been to this place, and in the dark night, he couldn't tell where he was.
Murong Cheng led Mu Zi into the elevator of an apartment building.
"Who are we going to see?" Mu Zi was uneasy, "Will it be inconvenient to be so late?"
At this point in time, normal people should be asleep.
Murong Cheng said: "It's not too late, he just got up at this time."
Mu Zi: "..."
The elevator reached the floor they were going to. The surroundings were frighteningly quiet. Only the footsteps of Murong Cheng and Mu Zi echoed in the corridor.
She was a little nervous, and subconsciously followed Murong Cheng, always feeling that the places Murong Cheng took her would be weird.
Murong Cheng looked back at her, smiled, and gently held her hand.
He stood in front of a door and rang the doorbell.
After waiting for a while, the door of the room was opened with a crack. A fat man standing behind the door, squinting, looked at the two of them vigilantly and asked, "Is there an appointment?"