Chapter 330： Naive man

Mu Zi squinted his eyes, subconsciously looking for Murong Cheng in the crowd.

The area illuminated by the street lights is limited, and there are many skaters, and the silhouettes overlap, it is difficult to tell who is who.

Mu Zi looked at it carefully for a while, but did not find Murong Cheng's figure.

It's weird, could it be that she was too hilarious, so she forgot?

Mu Zi felt weird in her heart, and she couldn't tell whether she was a little bit more lost or more grateful.

She was bored, suddenly a snow ball flew over! ——Smashed on her arm, smashed and splashed with a layer of snow foam.

Mu Zi turned his head and looked in that direction, but saw no one.

Maybe the snowball fight was accidentally thrown at her?

Mu Zi was suspicious, turned around and ignored it.

But after a while, another little snowball flew over! This time it hit her back.

Mu Zi dressed thickly and was hit several times in succession. She neither felt pain nor cold, but she was very angry.

It must be Murong Cheng who is playing tricks!

......People in their twenties, should they be so naive? !

She simply stood up, walked a few steps in the direction where the snowball flew, and shouted at the empty snowfield: "I know it's you, stop making trouble! You are so naive!"

Nothing happened.

There were only black tree shadows in front of him, and a few funny snowmen.

But she was sure that Murong Cheng must be hiding somewhere here.

Mu Zi thought for a while, got bad thoughts, squatted silently, grabbed a handful of snow, and squeezed it into a strong ball in his hand.

"Come out, it's too cold here, I want to go back." She walked slowly and spoke into the air.

Murong Cheng really showed up. He seemed to be worried that Mu Zi was freezing. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask Mu Zi if he wanted to add more clothes, but how could Mu Zi give him a chance to speak? A snowball has been smashed hard!

Murong Cheng's reaction speed is simply non-human!

He dodges at once, and the snowball hits the trunk behind him, breaking into dust.

Mu Zi was stunned, waiting for Murong Cheng to run away before regaining his senses, stomping his feet with anger: "You are not allowed to run!"

Why is she only smashed? !

Mu Zi squatted down and quickly picked up some snow from the ground, squeezing it while catching up.

Although her coat was warm, it was cumbersome, and she was panting from exhaustion without running a few steps.

This dress was prepared by Murong Cheng, and Mu Zi suspected that he was "sadly intent" and deliberately wanted to tease her!

Thinking of Murong Cheng's skill, Mu Zi was a little discouraged, feeling hopeless for revenge, but not long after the footsteps stopped, Murong Cheng would throw her provocatively with a snowball!

"Little lazy pig, I slept all night, it's time for activity." He stood not far away and laughed.

Mu Zi was so angry.

Too arrogant! unacceptable!

She caught up again.

Two people chased me in the snow. Mu Zi was smashed several times, but she also threw Murong Cheng many times. Later, she became smart and threw snowballs at Murong Cheng's neckline.

Murong Cheng didn't wear a scarf, thinking about the small pieces of snow foam entering his neck, it must be very enjoyable.

Mu Zi was secretly happy and felt that he was revenge.

When he was proud, Murong Cheng suddenly turned around.

He didn't run away, but counterattacked in Mu Zi's direction!

Mu Zi was taken aback, screamed inwardly, and turned around and wanted to run! But how could she run Murong Cheng? Before they had time to struggle twice, they were thrown down by Murong Cheng. Both of them fell into the thick and soft snow, their bodies sank deeply, as if trapped in a thick cotton pile.

The snow on Murong Cheng's neckline all fell all at once, falling on Mu Zi's face, hair, and scarf.

Mu Zi was about to exclaim, but her voice was blocked - in addition to the cold snowflakes, there was a kiss from Murong Cheng that fell.