Chapter 331： Beating is pro-swearing is love

Mu Zi was almost out of breath.

She was kissed until her mind was blank, and she lost the ability to think, like a drowning person, clinging to the neck of the person in front of her unconsciously.

The air in the lungs was sucked up little by little, and at the same time, the ignited spark was touching every nerve and every cell.

Murong Cheng kissed her deeply and contentedly.

After it was over, Mu Zi's cheeks were flushed, like a peach-pink sunset, and her mouth was redder and tenderer, panting slightly, charming and charming.

Murong Cheng was too in love, holding her affectionately, and kissing her on the forehead again, muttering: "Zizi, I really love you."

I really love you.

When love is in the bones, it almost becomes an instinct like eating and sleeping, as if you can't live without love, and if you don't love, it's not him.

Murong Cheng was even wondering, would she give herself a gu? Otherwise, why would I be so fascinated as long as I was with her? Just like those scholars who came across the fox demon girl ghost in the middle of the night, drowning in the gentle town ever since.

His confession made Mu Zi's face even redder.

She was shocked and frightened, feeling that she was about to fall into an unknown abyss, and in the bottom of her heart... there was a secret joy.

Mu Zi thought: Maybe I am not a good woman.

When she was confused, Murong Cheng had already pulled her up from the snow, with her forehead touching her forehead, intimately, "Zizi, I love you so, why don't you love me."

When he said this, he didn't have a questioning tone, but murmured in a low voice, like flirting, like teasing.

Mu Zi replied seriously: "Do you know what love is? You don't understand at all."

Murong Cheng laughed: "Why don't I understand? When I see you, I want you! I want to love you so much!"

A thin anger appeared on Mu Zi's face, and he raised his hand to hit him, "You are nasty!"

Through the gloves and thick coat, it doesn't hurt Murong Cheng, Mu Zi is even more angry.

Murong Cheng said shamelessly: "Zi Zi, beating is a curse or love, you beat and curse me, you actually love me very much, right?"

Mu Zi was angry, pushed him away, bent down and lifted a handful of snow towards him. As a result, the clothes were heavy and she tried too hard, and she fell into the snow again.

Murong Cheng laughed mercilessly.

Mu Zi blasted his hair further, angrily picked up a large ball of snow, and threw it at Murong Cheng. Murong Cheng ran away, and she got up and chased. You chased me and the two of them were sweating in the snow.

She always had no chance of winning in front of him. Throwing a snowball, not hitting it, trying to hit it, can't catch up, even if he catches up, the result is nothing more than a counterattack by him, kiss and touch to take advantage.

Mu Zi leaned on her knees and panted, she stopped playing.

This man is too shameless and loses no matter how he plays with him.

Murong Cheng came over to coax her: "I will buy candied haws for you to eat."

Everyone is caring on Christmas Eve. Even in the early morning, there are many snack carts outside the square. Murong Cheng really bought a bunch of candied haws back.

Mu Zi had an argument with him for a long time, tired and hungry, and he was not welcome at the moment, so he took it over to eat.

"Is it delicious?" Murong Cheng touched her head, feeling that she was wearing a large and fluffy down jacket, showing only a small face, very childish.

Mu Zi nodded and untied the scarf, making her sweaty and uncomfortable.

"I'm thirsty." Mu Zi said.

Murong Cheng turned around to buy water.

When he came back from buying hot sugarcane water, Mu Zi's candied haws had been eaten for the last time.

Murong Cheng handed her the sugar cane water and asked with a smile, "Did you leave me some?"

Mu Zi was eating happily and waved his little hand: "You go buy it yourself."

"Little heartless." Murong Cheng poked her forehead, and then thought of something, suddenly leaned over, and caught half of Mu Zi's mouth unexpectedly.