"You are the best looking." Murong Cheng said, "No matter who you are,'you' is the best looking in my eyes."

She is always the best in his eyes.

It seems that she is a treasure, worth his effort to fight for and grab, even at the risk of changing his fate.

Mu Zi lowered her eyes, her thick long eyelashes concealed her emotions, and saw that she had miscalculated the math problem just now.

"Greasy mouth and tongue." She murmured in a low voice, dashing twice on the wrong answer, and re-calculating the formula.

In fact, when she thought about it, she was at a loss. She didn't understand where her charm could make Murong Cheng look at her differently.

She thinks that she is just an ordinary person, and insists on saying that she is different. She probably works harder than her peers, but can "work hard" be regarded as a kind of charm?

——Su Zi is not an orphan. Her father died early, and her mother was busy with work. She had lived in her grandmother's house since she was a child, and there is almost no memory of her parents. Later, her mother got acquainted with a foreign man, who was fascinated by the oriental charm of his mother, and after a passionate pursuit, her mother married overseas and never heard from him.

Before the mother left, she left some money for her grandmother, and grandmother herself also had savings and retirement funds, so Su Zi and her grandmother had a hard time, but she still felt like a burden.

She has been working hard, trying to prove that she is a useful person, not a burden.

The work of the prosecutor gave her an unimaginable sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, and made her feel valuable. Marrying Mu Zening afterwards was also a matter of course.

Without Murong Cheng, her life would be smooth and happy, right?

However, there is no such thing as "if", only reality.

The reality is that she accepted the dream garden that Murong Cheng had built for her, pretending not to see the poisonous insects and bones hidden under the fertile flower soil, deceiving herself to enjoy his love.

This is really mean...

For the first time, she saw so clearly and deeply, the dark corner of her heart. I also understand why the loss in my heart when I married Mu Zening.

What she is looking forward to is not a suitable marriage partner, but a unique love partner-will not be forgotten because of death, and will not be abandoned because of uselessness, like grandma, love her wholeheartedly, do everything It is for her, once you lose her, you will lose all hope in life.

This thought was selfish and crazy, with an unrealistic absurdity and dream, unable to tell anyone, it was the darkest and most shameful hope in her heart.

Now, she finally got it.

Thinking of this, Mu Zi's heart moved slightly, put down the pen in his hand, and moved closer to Murong Cheng and kissed his lips.

Mu Zi's initiative gave Murong Cheng an illusion of being taken advantage of. He was in a daze for a while, and quickly plunged in.

The firelight reflected their kissing silhouettes, their ears and temples rubbed together, warm and greasy, and there seemed to be a sweet and greasy fragrance flowing silently in the air.

After the end, Murong Cheng still felt it was not enough, and put a sticker on her forehead, saying: "I love you."

Murong Cheng does not often say these three words.

In fact, he has spoken more hooliganisms, always very unsound.

But whenever he said "I love you", Mu Zi would feel that these three words were pressed to his heart, and his whole heart was warmed, and the little deer throbbed like a bump.

"Do you love me?" Murong Cheng asked.

Mu Zi felt embarrassed, the answer may have been said hundreds of times in her heart, but it was difficult to tell her to open her mouth.

"Why are you so idle lately..." Mu Zi avoided answering, lowered his head, stroked his chest with a finger, and changed the subject, "I stay at home with me every day, and I don't see you go out... Huo family Is it all right over there?"

When Murong Cheng was busy, she was anxious, and now he was free, she was worried again.