If she was still lucky before, then today she finally fully understands Murong Cheng's brutal tyranny!

She can't afford to provoke this man, and if she continues, her fate may be even more tragic than that faceless corpse on the ground!

"Murong Cheng, Murong Cheng...... Will you let me go? Mu Zi begged bitterly, almost giving up all his dignity to beg him, "I'm your sister, I just want to go to school, get into a good school, and live a decent life, please don't ...... me like this."

"Zizi, you're just freaking." Murong Cheng was considerate of her and gently stroked her back, "Today is an accident, no one can kill me, and no one can hurt you." ”

Mu Zi felt that Murong Cheng was too arrogant.

Such an assassination, life and death are in an instant, he is so sure that no one can kill him, no one in his eyes!

Maybe next time, she will die with him in an inexplicable sniper.

Mu Zi was heartbroken when she thought of her situation, and her voice couldn't help choking, "Why does it have to be me?" You have so many women, isn't that enough? Murong Cheng, you can't even bully your own sister! ”

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, and persuaded her earnestly and bitterly: "Brother, I am your sister, please let me go...... Although nominally I am an adopted daughter, who can guarantee that we are not related by blood? You see, we both look a little bit like ......."

Murong Cheng laughed, "My little baby, this is called husband and wife. ”

He smiled, pinched Mu Zi's face affectionately, and said, "Even if you are related, my brother can't bear you, Zizi, you are so cute." ”

Mu Zi saw that he couldn't convince him no matter what, so he finally cried bitterly, "Murong Cheng! You bastard! You pervert! ”

Murong Cheng hugged her and whispered: "Okay, good, I'm a bastard, I'm a pervert." Zizi, even if I am perverted, it will be perverted for you, you have to be good, I will hurt you in the future. ”

Mu Zi whimpered with tears: "I'm not rare that you hurt!" I don't want to be with you! ……”

However, Murong Cheng seemed to have an iron heart, no matter how she cried, she didn't let go of her consent.

He always hugged her tightly, wiped her tears over and over again with great patience, patted her back, and interpreted the gentleness to the extreme.

Mu Zi was tired of crying and fell asleep in Murong Cheng's arms.

The cheeks that had been washed with tears were stained with blood, dirty like a little cat.

Murong Cheng looked at her sleeping peacefully like a child, and his heart was both down-to-earth, but also a little heavy for no reason......

He looked down and kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes, a dull sigh on his lips.

It is undoubtedly depressing that the beloved woman does not love him, especially ...... He didn't know how to get her love.

Or maybe he knew, but didn't bother to do that.

Because he was so despised for Mu Zening's humble figure when he pursued her, and showed love with vulgarity.

Murong Cheng couldn't do that.

But so what?

She is already his, completely belongs to him alone, now, now, now, now, she is in his arms!

Murong Cheng thought so, and the hand holding Mu Zi was subconsciously tightened.

No matter how reluctant she was in her heart, she couldn't leave him!

…… But will she fall in love with someone else?

For example, Mu Zening?

She agreed to Mu Zening's marriage proposal, maybe in her heart, Mu Zening is different.

Thinking of this, Murong Cheng's eyes were full of gloom, and he began to regret a little that he didn't decisively kill Mu Zening at the beginning.

Will she fall in love with Mu Zening again?

This question lingered in Murong Cheng's mind, and he had no confidence in himself.

Mu Zi felt that he was arrogant, but in fact, in front of her, his heart was already extremely humble.

Humble to the dust.