Chapter 1047

"Distressed? Then kiss me a few more times..." Murong Cheng adjusted his position so that Mu Zi could touch his lips.

Accustomed to climbing along poles.

Mu Zi couldn't help laughing, and deliberately kissed the corner of his lips to prevent him from fulfilling his wish.

Murong Cheng was really dissatisfied, he hugged Mu Zi tightly with his slender and strong arms, opened his mouth to bite her tender lips, and kissed her deeply, tossing and turning.

Mu Zi was obedient, and did not move a single inch to let him ask for it.

It took a long time for Murong Cheng to let go, and the warm palm was still covering her lower abdomen, slowly rubbing it.

Mu Zi felt warm all over.

"Jingling is still too cold, I will go to Xianghai to settle down with me in the future, so as not to suffer from the cold." Murong Cheng said.

Mu Zi was a little afraid of the cold.

Although there is air conditioning, it is stuffy and uncomfortable to close the doors and windows.

The most important thing is that he is not by her side, his heart is empty, and he is very cold...

But I can't say this, I'm sorry.

Mu Zi rubbed against his chest, and snuggled closer into his arms.

Murong Cheng asked her: "Why are you unhappy today?"

He came back on purpose, and it would be meaningless to keep it a secret, so Mu Zi told Murong Cheng about Zhai Nan.

"I always feel that I'm very hypocritical." Mu Zi sighed, "On the one hand, I treat Zhai Nan as a friend, and on the other hand, I judge people by their appearance... I even made him feel more confident, saying that there might not be girls dancing with him, but in fact...in fact I also think girls are unlikely to dance with him, am I a sucker?"

"Students who can be admitted to the training institute are the proud sons of heaven, so they must be a little arrogant. If that boy is really like you said, short, fat and bald, it's normal for girls to look down on him." Murong Cheng stroked her. head, and said, "You are doing a rational analysis, and it has nothing to do with judging people by their appearance."

Mu Zi hummed, lowered her eyes, still feeling sorry for herself.

The education she received since she was a child made her feel that judging people by their appearance is a moral defect.

At this time Murong Cheng asked her: "Zizi, are you a god?"

Mu Zi was stunned, then looked up at him, "What..."

"Are you a saint?" Murong Cheng asked again.

"of course not."

"As long as you are human, you will have all kinds of bad habits, such as gluttony, laziness, and prejudice. You are neither a god nor a saint. Why do you demand yourself like a saint? Do you think all living beings are equal? ​​Do you want to save all living beings?" Murong Chengdao.

Mu Zi knew that Murong Cheng was trying to explain herself, but the way of explaining it was too unique, she couldn't help laughing.

"What about saving sentient beings, saving you alone is enough for me!" Mu Zi laughed.

"En." Murong Cheng took her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, "Continue to save me, baby."

After finishing speaking, they turned over and pressed down, and the two rubbed their ears together.

Menstruation can't stop the two from being tender, even if they don't do anything, it's very comfortable to just snuggle together quietly.

But Murong Cheng still had to leave after all, he had already spared extra time when he came here at night, and he had to rush back to Xianghai City before 12:00 today.

"The charitable foundation held an event to distribute Christmas gifts to the children in the orphanage, and invitations were sent to the charity banquets of other welfare organizations. I need to attend in person." Murong Cheng put on his clothes, talking about his recent busy business.

Mu Zi helped him fasten the collar buttons, and said with a smile, "You are very concerned about charity and public welfare work now."

"To accumulate blessings for the child." Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, bent down, put his arms around Mu Zi's flat waist and kissed him a few times, as if there was already a child there.

Mu Zi felt itchy and couldn't help laughing.

After arguing for a while, she sent him to the door, and the outside wind poured into the room, making it freezing cold.

Murong Cheng's back in a coat was tall and straight, suave and coquettish.

For some reason, Mu Zi's heart tightened, and she was suddenly very reluctant.