Murong Cheng was silent for a while, found Kun Lunhong from the pocket of his clothes, and gently placed it in Mu Zi's white palm.

Mu Zi had already seen his mobile phone chain.

The appearance resembles some kind of crystal ornament, with a red rope wrapped around one end to make it look like a mobile phone chain, which is not unusual.

But nowadays, the style of mobile phones is changing with each passing day, and there is no place to tie a mobile phone chain for a long time, not to mention, Murong Cheng is a big man, and a pendant has fallen on his mobile phone, which is a little bit of a sissy.

He always carried this Kunlunhong with him, and he didn't have it on his phone.

Mu Zi got out of bed with Kunlunhong in his hand, opened the drawer and rummaged through, found scissors and red rope, dismantled the Kunlunhong crystal on the mobile phone chain, and then used the new red rope to tie a knot and embed the crystal in it.

Murong Cheng seemed to see what she wanted to do, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "You want to weave a bracelet for me?" ”

Mu Zi was afraid that he would not be satisfied, so he was vigilant and stayed away from him, "The bracelet is also a gift!" I'm hand-made with more heart, don't you know the goods! ”

Murong Cheng didn't know that she could weave a bracelet, so he smiled when he heard this: "Okay, it can be regarded as a gift." ”

Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

The braided hand rope was taught by her grandmother, Mu Zi was very good at it when she was a child, and now after so many years, many braiding methods have been forgotten, and she has some hands for a while.

She frowned, pondering and twisting, her expression unusually focused.

Murong Cheng's heart warmed slightly when he saw her serious appearance, but then he thought of another thing......

"Have you ever braided a bracelet for someone else?" Unprovoked, the man's voice revealed coldness.

Mu Zi lowered her head and replied angrily: "You should be as nervous as you?" I want a gift in the middle of the night! ”

Murong Cheng was scolded, but his thin lips were upturned, very pleasant.

She didn't make it up for Mu Zening.

So this bracelet is unique.

……

The room was silent.

Mu Zi slowly regained her memory, and the movements in her hands gradually became proficient.

When I was compiling, I didn't feel good about it.

Now this kind of weaving method in the hand is used with three red ropes, if it is woven into a lover's knot, it means three lives and three lives.

And Murong Cheng Sansheng III?

…… Thinking about it, I feel unlucky, and the half of my life in front of her is enough for her.

Mu Zi braided the bracelet and wanted Murong Cheng to try the length, but when he looked up, he found that the person on the bed was not moving.

She was stunned.

Murong Cheng actually fell asleep on the bed.

The lamp at the head of the bed emits a light orange light, warm and lingering, and a little drunk and warm.

Murong Cheng's face was deep and thin under the shadow of the lamp, showing tiredness, as if he hadn't slept for several days.

Mu Zi approached lightly and put the braided red bracelet on his left wrist.

Rao is like this, he didn't wake up.

Murong Cheng was very vigilant before, even when he was sleeping, he was vigilant, but this time he may be really tired......

Mu Zi looked at him quietly.

His sleeping countenance was rare gentle, neither evil nor cruel, only gentle and handsome.

Murong Cheng is really a very handsome man, and there is always endless elegance between his eyebrows. Whenever Mu Zi looked at this face, there seemed to be something in her chest that was hitting her heart indiscriminately, and her mind was messy, as if she could tolerate even the stains and evil deeds done by this man.

…… However, when she saw Murong Cheng before, why didn't she feel this way?

It's probably because she didn't have him in her eyes at that time. She was too involved in her work and neglected too many people and too many things around her......

Thinking about it like this, she would have different feelings about Murong Cheng, in the final analysis, it was because of his arbitrary interference in her life that she had to pay attention to this man.

This little heartbeat actually sprouted because of bullying? Mu Zi frowned, a little uncomfortable.