Chapter 462： Heart lock

Murong Cheng wanted to hide Mu Zi when something like this happened.

In any case, I should conceal it, wounding another woman. It was disgraceful and without glory, adding to the suspicion between the two, Murong Cheng didn't want to see such a result.

But when things really happened, he thought it was good.

Mu Zi was jealous for him.

This is something he couldn't even think of before. Being jealous means that this woman has him in her heart.

Thinking of this, Murong Cheng held Mu Zi tighter in his arms.

"You loosen it." Mu Zi was afraid of touching his wounds, did not dare to struggle, disgusted, "There is something dirty and smelly on your body, don't touch me."

Murong Cheng was able to make progress: "Then you can wipe it for me."

"I don't want it, you go to Wang Zhan." Mu Zi said coldly, "Otherwise you go to your white swan and let her wipe it for you."

"Are you jealous?" Murong Cheng smiled, "Zi Zi, I can't take a shower if I'm injured. If I don't wipe it, I will feel very uncomfortable."

Mu Zi ignored him.

Murong Cheng replied: "When you were lazy, I scrubbed you. I never despised you."

Mu Zi couldn't help but stood up angrily and went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water to help him wash his body.

I thought to myself: Just pay off the debt!

Before scrubbing, Murong Cheng asked her to go to the next drawer and find a brown glass bottle.

"What is this?" Mu Zi took it back and asked him.

"Pour a little and apply it on me," Murong Cheng said.

To facilitate the operation, Murong Cheng took off his clothes and his upper body was bare.

Mu Zi followed suit and smeared some on his arm first. His skin is firm and smooth, with even muscles, and every undulating line is full of male power.

With the application, the slightly darker skin tone slowly melts like a faded oil paint.

Mu Zi knew it was a cleansing oil.

As long as all makeup removers are irritating, Mu Zi carefully avoided his wounds, wiped him little by little, and then wiped them with a hot and humid towel.

When she did these things, Murong Cheng told her about the injury.

"Those people rushed to Huo Lin. They wanted Huo Lin to die on my site. In this way, my so-called fiancé status would no longer hold up, and I had blood feuds with the Huo family. They can take the opportunity to pull me from the position of Patriarch." Murong Cheng said, "Zi Zi, I saved Huo Lin not because I love her, but because I can't let the situation evolve to that point."

Mu Zi bowed his head and wiped him, muttering, "It doesn't matter who you love, so I don't need to explain it to me."

"Why is it okay? I love you, little thing." Murong Cheng smiled and pinched her face.

Mu Zi threw away the towel and stood up, as if angry: "How many times have I said it! Don't pinch my face!"

Holding the dirty water, she turned around and went to the bathroom, drained the dirty water, and received a basin of clean hot water.

The metal-colored faucet was flowing like water, Mu Zi supported the marble countertop with both hands, staring blankly at herself in the mirror.

There was a burst of soreness in my heart, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

In the past, she didn't know what it was. When handling a case, she always found it unreasonable when she encountered people who were crazy about love.

There was a woman who was deceived and deceived her fortune, but she didn't want to claim money at all. Instead, she cried and asked if the man who deceived her had ever loved her.

There are also women who, in order to let their boyfriends have money to buy drugs, are willing to become tricksters.

Why are there so many idiots in this world?

Is it because love is so unreasonable that people who fall into it will become stupid and cheap?

Even if she knew that he had a fiancee, she could give up her principle and comfort herself that this marriage contract was just a cover.

...I love you, little thing.

Murong Cheng's words fell on the tip of her heart, like a chain of handcuffs, shackling her heart firmly.