The dress gradually peeled off, Mu Zi held Murong Cheng's hand, and was a little flustered: "I...... I want to take a shower first. ”

Her palms were hot and she was sweating profusely.

I put on makeup on my face, and my skin is not breathable and comfortable.

HairIn order to fix the hairstyle, a lot of hairspray is used.

Mu Zi thought again, she was also wearing pantyhose with a waist effect under her skirt.

- It's so annoying, she doesn't want Murong Cheng to see the ridiculous flesh-colored pantyhose at such a critical moment!

In short, Mu Zi felt that nothing was right, she was not ready.

For her first time, Mu Zi strives for perfection......

Murong Cheng put his arm around her waist and said with a smile, "Let's wash together." ”

"Don't." Mu Zi blushed and pushed him away, "It's too much of a waste of water to wash with you!" ”

She ran into the bathroom, locked the door with her backhand, and her heart was thundering.

She brushed her teeth seriously, bathed and scrubbed carefully, and even her hair was meticulously washed, but she didn't have time to dry it, so she wiped it half-dry with a towel, and then wrapped it in a bath towel.

Murong Cheng had been sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for her, and he was surprisingly patient.

There was a wine bottle on the low cabinet in his hand, and half a glass of wine was in the glass, and the color was bewitching.

Murong Cheng pulled her into his arms and sat down, and fed her a sip of wine.

"You seem to be nervous, wine can strengthen your courage." He stared at her with a smile, his eyes were evil and wanton, and one hand rubbed her back unhurriedly, and with a little force, the bath towel was loosened.

Mu Zi didn't know what kind of psychology she had, so she hugged Murong Cheng's neck, buried her head in his shoulders and neck, and closed her eyes tightly, as if she was too shy to do it.

Her cheeks were hot, burning like a fire.

Then she felt that she was being picked up, the bath towel slipped off completely, and Murong Cheng put her in the soft bed......

Murong Cheng acted gently, treating her meticulously and patiently.

Her breathing gradually became messy, panting slightly, the whole person was ignorant, she didn't dare to open her eyes, and subconsciously followed his traction.

It's just that later it became more and more anxious, Murong Cheng was in chaos, and Mu Zi was also in chaos.

During this period, she heard Murong Cheng shouting her name, her voice was very soft, and it seemed to be very hard, as if she wanted to imprint that name in her heart and bones.

Mu Zi finally mustered up the courage to open her eyes.

She saw thin beads of sweat slip down his handsome cheeks, and somehow, her heart suddenly softened.

Murong Cheng ...... "She hugged him tightly, only feeling that everything was worth it.

It's not in vain this rebirth.

It was in vain that she loved him.

……

When it was over, both were exhausted.

Murong Cheng has been enduring very hard, and only in the end did he dare to indulge a little, so he took care of it, but Mu Zi was still exhausted and tired to the point of collapse.

In retrospect, in fact, she didn't exert much strength, just like a poor young grass, which collapsed on the ground after being baptized by thunder and rain, and couldn't get up.

Mu Zi feels like this now.

Murong Cheng helped her wipe her body and coaxed her to get up for dinner.

Mu Zi was indeed a little hungry, but she was tired, her body was weak and weak, her head was buried in the pillow and she shook it, and replied in a loud voice: "I'll eat later." ”

She lay down on the bed and rested, and before she knew it, she fell asleep, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already eight o'clock in the night.

Murong Cheng lay beside her, his warm palm resting on her lower abdomen, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sensing that she was awake, Murong Cheng smiled and gently pinched her nose and said, "The physical fitness is too poor!" ”

Mu Zi slept for a while, had strength, and replied unceremoniously: "It's you who are too much!" ”

"If I go too far, do you think you'll be able to get up?" Murong Chengtian pressed her shamelessly, "Why don't I go too far now?" ”

He never seemed to be ashamed of such a thing, but was triumphant and a little stinky fart.

Mu Zi couldn't cry or laugh, and pushed his face hard: "Get up!" I'm going to eat! ”