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Mu Zi returned to the small western-style building, let go of Xiao Yan, and sat alone on the sofa in the living room.

She seemed to be calm in front of Mu Zening, but in fact, her heart had already become a mess!

Every word and word Mu Zening said hit her heart! The chaotic mind was shaken high and scattered like dust, unable to calm down.

What the hell is going on?

Is Mu Zening deliberately deceiving her? Don't...... Does he really have witnesses? A witness who can prove Murong Cheng's guilt?

Mu Zi panicked.

She didn't dare to think about it.

If Qiao Jingjia's death is really related to Murong Cheng, what does that mean? Imply...... The secret that Qiao Jingjia is about to tell is very unfavorable to Murong Cheng!

…… No, she shouldn't doubt Murong Cheng.

When she received Qiao Jingjia's call, Murong Cheng had been with her all night, and it was impossible for her to have time to arrange this murder!

But......

What if she fell asleep? He only needs to give him a word, and someone outside will naturally take care of it for him......

Mu Zi bent down and hugged her knees tightly, feeling like her chest was pierced by an iron cone, she couldn't breathe and felt pain.

At this time, she thought again: Maybe this is Mu Zening's purpose, he is in pain, so he also wants to torture me and let me suffer with him.

How much Murong Cheng loves her, she knows very well that he is the most unlikely person in the world to harm her.

Thinking like this, Mu Zi's heart calmed down......

"It's fine." She inhaled slowly and whispered to herself, "It's just a psychological trap, don't fall for his tricks." ”

Mu Zi felt that Mu Zening was playing tricks, saying that it was false to say that there were witnesses in her hand, and it was true that she had malicious intentions, as long as she didn't mess up, Mu Zening would have no way to take her.

She cleaned up her disturbing thoughts, no longer impetuous, but inevitably uneasy.

Especially thinking of Xiao Yan's abnormality, Mu Zi felt that Mu Zening's existence was a threat, as if it would ruin her current peaceful and beautiful life at any time.

The feeling made her both nervous and frightened.

Because of his fear of Mu Zening, Mu Zi stayed in the house all day and did not go to the garden. She used to like to take her for a walk in the garden, but now she has to give up.

When night came, she lay in bed, remembering the nightmare of last night, and her heart felt even more uncomfortable.

Tossing and turning and finding it difficult to sleep, and even subconsciously resisting falling asleep, afraid of having nightmares again, Mu Zi simply got up and went to Murong Cheng's room next door lightly.

He wasn't at home, but the trance on the pillow and the sheets left his breath, maybe it was an illusion, and it should be a kind of psychological comfort......

Mu Zi hugged the quilt tightly.

……

Murong Cheng didn't come back until the middle of the night.

He stayed in the hospital all day, sleepy and tired, and the first thing he did when he got home was to touch Mu Zi's room to see her.

There was no one in Mu Zi's room.

Murong Cheng was slightly stunned, where did Mu Zi go?

In the bathroom? Still not at home? Went to a classmate's house for a party and stayed overnight?

Murong Chenghu returned to his room suspiciously, raised his hand to turn on the light, and saw that his bed was bulging, his thick black long hair was scattered outside the quilt, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance.

Murong Cheng smiled dumbly.

How did you get into his bed? Could it be that the little thing wants to change the room again?

His attention in the past two days was all on Huo Zheng, he didn't pay attention to the movements at home, and he didn't know that Mu Zening was back.

Murong Cheng walked over and pulled the quilt down slightly, revealing Mu Ziying's white and charming little face.

Mu Zi realized this, closed her eyes and hugged his arm.

She was sleeping in a daze, her little nose sniffed closer, and immediately frowned in disgust: "It smells so bad, the smell of disinfectant water." ”

After staying in the hospital for so long, of course there will be a smell, Murong Cheng looked at her squeamishness, a little funny, and said, "Wait until I go wash it." ”

"Wait a little longer...... she muttered with her eyes closed, the little bird holding his arm and reluctant to let go, "When I fall asleep, you can wash the ......"

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