There was a flash of surprise in Murong Cheng's eyes.

"Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

"I can't sleep, just chat." Mu Zi replied casually.

Murong Cheng smiled when he heard this, with a little evil spirit, "Can't sleep?" We can do something else......"

"Can't you be serious?" Mu Zi reached out and pinched his waist in the quilt, gritting his teeth, "I really want to put your head under Niagara Falls and take a good show, there are too many dirty things in it!" ”

She was still sick, she didn't have much strength in her hands, and pinching Murong Cheng's waist was no different from tickling.

Murong Cheng smiled and held her hand, deliberately moving it down to his waist, "The position is not quite right, it should be a little lower." ”

Mu Zi was so shocked that she withdrew her hand, and even the tips of her ears were red.

Too bad! How could this man be so bad!

Mu Zi no longer had the intention of tempting, turned over in shame, turned his back to Murong Cheng, and ignored him.

Murong Cheng encircled her into his arms from behind, with a smile in his tone: "Squeamish, angry again?" ”

"You're so bad, I don't want to talk to you!" Mu Zi's head was buried in the quilt, and her voice was buzzing.

Murong Cheng put his arm around her and asked, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Mu Zi resolutely ignored him and buried him in the quilt and pretended to be dead.

But Murong Cheng had a way to deal with her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, got into his pajamas with his calloused palms, and gently bit her earlobes unruly, and the hot breath he exhaled drilled into her ears, which made Mu Zi very unbearable.

Mu Zi wanted to hide, but there was no way to avoid it. She had nowhere to run.

"Murong Cheng!" She turned her face in annoyance, "You're still not letting me sleep?!" ”

He was the one who gave her a rest, and he was the one who tossed her now!

"Zizi, when you get better, let's be like last time, okay?" Murong Cheng's voice was hoarse, hugging her tighter.

Mu Zi's heart fluttered.

She knew that Murong Cheng was talking about last time...... She helped him with her hands......

My heart is like the water of the rising tide by the river in late autumn, and it is cold after flowing.

“…… Murong Cheng, what do you think of me? ”

When Mu Zi asked this, she didn't get angry, her voice was close to sighing, and even with a hint of amazement.

"My woman." Murong Cheng kissed her neck and breathed heavily, "My baby ......"

Mu Zi didn't have a trace of waves in her heart, such sweet words were not the answer she wanted, she lay quietly in Murong Cheng's arms, and officially examined the deformed relationship between her and Murong Cheng for the first time.

In the beginning, he was an unscrupulous bully, flirtatious and provocative of her, and repeatedly overstepping the brother-sister relationship, which is embarrassing and angry for any woman.

Later, he was a murderous devil, spying on her, stalking her, humiliating her, restricting her freedom, and putting her in danger several times, making her miserable.

…… However, he is also a gentle lover, he will give her elaborate and luxurious gifts, cook for her, carry her down the mountain, say some love words that sound terrifying, but are shocking in people's hearts, and slowly seduc...... Imprison her.

can't break free, can't escape, Mu Zi has tasted the pain of her body involuntarily, and it is impossible not to hate it in her heart, but you really want to ask her how much she hates? She was at a loss again......

What the hell did she think? Why do you suspect that Murong Cheng is the one who collected her body? …… Is she subconsciously making excuses for herself, because if he is, she can accept it without scruples.

Such a psychological change made Mu Zi feel scared.

She closed her eyes and told herself: he couldn't be.