Mu Zi was stunned.

Subconsciously look down at your clothes.

No problem...... Compared with everyday clothing, it must be a little hotter, the skirt is short in the front and long in the back, revealing half of the thighs, with a deep V neckline above, a sleeveless style, and two delicate pink arms are particularly eye-catching.

I have to say that Zhuang Jia has a lot of design talent, and without too much cumbersome design, he can show Mu Zi's exquisite figure very well, and the places that should be blocked are blocked, otherwise Mu Zi would not dare to wear it.

"This is a Christmas gift from Zhuang Jia...... Mu Zi explained, and felt that it was wrong, and asked him, "How do you know it's me?" ”

"I know you in ashes." Murong Cheng gritted his teeth.

Mu Zi: "......"

Murong Cheng said to the man beside him, then grabbed Mu Zi's wrist and turned around to leave.

Walking in a hurry, Mu Zi didn't keep up, and his pace staggered.

Murong Cheng thought she was rubbing, so he directly hugged her horizontally and strode forward.

It was as if staying here for an extra second would be a huge loss.

The bodyguards behind him quickly followed, and they were all surprised: What's going on? That's a hook up?

Mu Zi was also surprised, and glared at Murong Cheng: "What are you crazy about!" ”

Murong Cheng's jaw line was tight, and his expression was indifferent, revealing displeasure.

"If you don't want to see me, I won't come to you next time." Mu Zi said angrily, a little aggrieved.

She came all the way to see him, just to surprise him, but she was surprised, and she didn't see it at all, but it made him angry.

Mu Zi pouted at that time.

Murong Cheng was even more angry, this woman really had itchy skin if she didn't clean up for a few days, and before he started to teach a lesson, she was putting on a face!

There were people all around, Murong Cheng didn't have a good seizure, and pinched her little ass through the hanging skirt!

Mu Zi was in pain, raised his hand and slapped Murong Cheng's shoulder, his face full of anger.

Seeing that the two of them were about to make a fuss, the bodyguard quickly pressed the elevator door open.

Murong Cheng went in with the woman in his arms and ordered, "Ask Wang Zhan to come to my room." ”

Then the elevator doors shut, keeping out the bodyguards who were staring at each other.

The top floor of each casino is Murong Cheng's private area, and the elevator goes up to the top floor, where there are also layers of security personnel, and they are on guard.

Murong Cheng walked into the office with Mu Zi in his arms.

The place inside was open, and he looked around, trying to find a place to put Mu Zi down-

On the leather couch there was no time to put away bullets and firearms.

There was carpet on the floor, but it wasn't clean enough.

Murong Cheng's gaze fell on the large and clear desk......

It's a bit harder, but it's okay.

"This is also called clothes?" He put Mu Zi on the table, lifted her skirt, and criticized harshly, "When the little wind blows, it will be gone, do you know?" ”

As soon as she thought of her swaggering through the market in this kind of clothes, Murong Cheng was furious!

Mu Zi retorted: "Xiaofeng? You're talking about the eighth-level gale! ”

Murong Cheng was stunned, then he didn't know what to think, and laughed lowly.

He tightened his grip on Mu Zi and buried it in her neck and couldn't stop laughing.

"Laugh what a laugh!" Mu Zi only felt inexplicable.

She pushed him angrily, but she couldn't push him, but stuck closer and closer, and her body, which knew what Qing Ai was like, was extremely sensitive, and she was out of breath if she didn't pay attention.

Murong Cheng sniffed the fragrance in her hair, bit her snow tender neck hard, and kissed her lips: "This dress is not allowed to be worn anymore, it is confiscated." ”

With a big hand, he stripped his clothes clean.

"You're unreasonable!" Mu Zi was embarrassed, and hurriedly raised his hand to block his chest.

The underwear inside is also purple, with down feather trim and silk tassels, which is quite interesting.

Murong Cheng's eyes darkened, and he felt that his evaluation just now might be unfair, this dress ...... It's still good.

Mu Zi saw that Murong Cheng's eyes were wrong, and struggled to think about it.

Murong Cheng fished her back and said with a joking smile: "What are you running?" You are also confiscated. ”

After that, he pressed her to toss once.