Chapter 1046 Warmth

Mu Zi was wrapped in self-loathing.

She thought that she was not a person who judged people by their appearance, but now she found that she was not immune either.

"What if you don't believe me?" Murong Cheng teased her on the phone.

Mu Zi came back to her senses.

"...If you don't believe me..." Her voice faltered, Mu Zi was depressed, and she was no longer in the mood to joke, "Believe it or not, I'll pull you down if you don't believe it."

After she finished speaking, she fell silent, as if she was sulking.

"What's wrong?" Murong Cheng was a little surprised, and could sense that she was not in the right mood.

Mu Zi replied: "It's nothing."

The voice was weak, and Murong Cheng felt that she was perfunctory.

"Zizi, are you angry?" He was puzzled, did something he said offend her? But the two usually chat like this, and Mu Zi has never been angry.

Mu Zi also found it strange and boring.

She was just mad at herself.

"I'm fine, maybe I'm a little tired." She replied lazily, not wanting to make Murong Cheng worry unnecessarily, but she really lost interest in chatting.

Murong Cheng became more and more suspicious.

If Mu Zi was in front of him, he could hug her, stroke her tenderly, kiss her, rack his brains to find out what she was thinking, and try his best to calm her emotions.

But Mu Zi was not there, and the two of them communicated over the phone, which made Murong Cheng feel the pain of lovesickness in a different place!

"Go to bed early when you're tired, and remember to soak your feet in hot water before going to bed." Murong Cheng remained calm and his voice was soft.

The phone hangs up.

When chatting on the phone, Mu Zi was depressed and felt that she had nothing to say, but now that the phone was hung up, her mood became even more depressed for no reason.

She sat at the table, watching half a bowl of soup left in the bowl, and lost her appetite.

Mu Zi was disheartened and felt that she was very hypocritical.

She went upstairs to wash, curled up in bed and slept, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

I got up at night and went to the bathroom, and found out that my period was coming, and my heart suddenly relaxed.

It seems that when menstruation comes, you can find excuses for your inexplicable emotions, such as irritability, anxiety, depression, and laziness.

But then I thought of Murong Cheng's obsession with having a child...

A greater loss enveloped her.

Why haven't you conceived yet?

We've been married for nearly four months, and we do it frequently. We have carefully calculated the ovulation period every month, and even took folic acid tablets for a long time...

What is wrong?

It's been less than half a year since we've been married, so maybe we shouldn't be in a hurry... But I've also heard that the chances of getting pregnant in the first three months of marriage are the highest...

Mu Zi lay down under the blanket, her hands and feet were cold, she curled up like a shrimp, with one hand on her stomach, feeling her stomach was even colder.

She felt cold all over.

In the second half of the night, it slowly warmed up, as if someone had lit a fire beside me.

Subconsciously absorbing the warmth, she kept approaching the fire, trying to squeeze into the flames to make herself warmer.

Half asleep and half awake, she found herself nestled in Murong Cheng's arms.

"What time is it?" Mu Zi was confused.

Murong Cheng lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "It's not until five o'clock, go to sleep."

Mu Zi closed her eyes again, and fell asleep obediently.

This time, I slept very peacefully and didn't open my eyes until nine o'clock in the morning.

She had a good night's sleep, her thoughts cleared up, and she was much more energetic. She asked Murong Cheng, "Didn't you say you were busy, why did you come back suddenly?"

Murong Cheng had just woken up too, and had rushed over by plane at night, so it was rare for him to get a good night's sleep.

"Miss you." He said lightly, without mentioning last night's call.

After thinking about it, Mu Zi knew that he was worried about herself, her heart was warm and sweet, and there was some sourness in the sweetness...

She raised her head and kissed his chin.

The stubble that hadn't been shaved in time pierced her soft lips, Mu Zi's mood was inexplicably bright, and the corner of her mouth also raised a slight smile, "Don't do this next time, I will feel bad."