Chapter 1073 New Year's Eve
Mu Zi slowly woke up.
She was half-dream and half-awake just now, and she was hysterical for a while, when she saw Murong Cheng walking to the window, her mind went blank, and she almost rushed over without thinking.
Now that he has recovered, he realizes how ridiculous his behavior is.
Thinking of Murong Cheng's coaxing words to herself, she murmured softly: "What nonsense, I'm not that capable."
Murong Cheng lay down with his arms around her, with a playful smile in his voice: "You are very capable, you can miss me to death if you don't see each other for a few days, you can starve me to death if you don't kiss me for a few days, and if you don't..."
The voice is getting lower and lower, and finally submerged in the darkness, only more and more rapid breathing remains...
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New Years Eve is coming up in February.
Xianghai City receives a large number of overseas tourists all the year round, and almost every day is like a festival. When it really comes to the Lunar New Year, the flavor of the year is not enough.
Mu Zi was woken up early in the morning by Murong Cheng, who said he wanted to give her a surprise.
When the two arrived at the port, Mu Zi found a strange-looking big car parked in front of him, silver-gray, huge in size, somewhat resembling a bus, but not quite like it.
Murong Cheng opened the door and let her in.
The interior is high-end and gorgeous, with a complete kitchen and bathroom, exquisite home furnishings, and a spacious and comfortable double bed on the upper floor.
This is a luxury car.
Because of the exquisite design, it will not feel cramped at all. People can sit in it and travel, and they can enjoy the scenery along the way very comfortably.
But what did Murong Cheng buy the RV for? No matter where they go, there are special cars and planes to pick them up, so they don't need such things at all.
Just as Mu Zi was thinking this, the car suddenly moved.
……what?
Mu Zi turned her head to look over, and saw that Murong Cheng was already sitting in the front driver's seat, and started the car.
"Where are we going?" Mu Zi leaned over, not knowing why.
"Go out for the New Year." Murong Cheng's eyes were fixed on the front, with a faint smile on his lips, "It's just the two of us, okay?"
"Ah?" Mu Zi was surprised, "I didn't bring anything!"
Change of clothes, toiletries, nothing prepared.
"It's enough to bring your little lazy pig." Murong Cheng smiled, "Other things will be prepared."
"Then where are we going?" Mu Zi asked again.
But Murong Cheng triumphantly said: "Secret."
"Alas!" Mu Zi stretched out her hand and poked him on the forehead.
Murong Cheng refused to tell, so Mu Zi didn't ask anymore. It wasn't the first time he had a whim, so Mu Zi played in the car with peace of mind.
Curious about the design of the bathroom, she wandered around and then went to the kitchen.
Of course, the space in the kitchen cannot be compared with that at home, but there are many built-in storage drawers. When you open it, you will find that it is full of food, and the freezer is also full, including chicken, duck and fish.
As for the second floor of the caravan, half is the sleeping place and the other half is the terrace, but now that the car is driving, it is very windy outside, so Mu Zi didn't go out, and only played on the bed for a while.
There are two big drawers under the bed, which are full of her and Murong Cheng's clothes, even underwear.
You don't need to think about it, you know, it must be picked by Murong Cheng himself, so he won't let his servants touch these things, even the maids.
Holding those close-fitting underwear, Mu Zi's cheeks felt hot unknowingly.
At this moment, Murong Cheng called her name.
"I'm thirsty, peel an orange for me to eat." He said.
Mu Zi climbed down, picked out what she thought was the plump and softest orange from the fruit basket, went to the front passenger seat, peeled the orange petal by petal and fed it into Murong Cheng's mouth.
"It's too sour." Murong Cheng freed up one hand to grab Mu Zi, "Let me kiss you quickly to make up for the sweetness."
"Don't make trouble, let's drive!" Muzi dodged in fright, "Look at the road!"
"If you keep hiding, I'm going to let go." Murong Cheng gestured to let go of the steering wheel with both hands.
Mu Zi was frightened to death, and quickly touched Murong Cheng's lips, and he was satisfied.