Chapter 167

They picked up a lot of wild fruits on the mountain, all kinds of them, such as red thorn rose fruit, round shandingzi, and swarthy old black eyes.

The little crow liked it very much. When Mu Zi was picking it, it ate a lot, but rather than eating, it preferred to play with it in its mouth.

Crows like small objects with bright colors.

Mu Zi also found a pomegranate tree, the pomegranates are ripe now, and the pomegranates are red and plump, hanging on the branches, heavy.

Mu Zi was not very interested in eating pomegranates, but she fell in love with the fun of picking them. She picked a lot of big pomegranates, and let Murong Cheng pick the ones that were out of reach until their bags were full.

When it was time to go down the mountain, Mu Zi was shocked to realize that the time passed so quickly, and before he knew it, the sun had already set.

She played wildly with Murong Cheng on the mountain all afternoon?

Murong Cheng was strolling in the mountains and forests, holding the harvest of the two of them throughout the afternoon in his hands, the warm sunset shone on him, his face was blurred in the golden backlight, and his voice became more gentle: "Zi Zi, it's time to go home for dinner .”

Mu Zi was in a daze.

It seems that the direction he is in really has the warmth of home.

But... he is Murong Cheng, the gambler and loveless scumbag Murong Cheng...

Maybe being promiscuous is just his disguise? In order to hide his secret identity of helping the Huo family?

Mu Zi's heart skipped a beat, she was shocked.

She was defending Murong Cheng? Why did she help him find excuses?

What kind of mystery drug did Murong Cheng give her!

...

There are too many fruits to pick, especially pomegranates, which are very heavy.

When going up the mountain, I was light, but now I am going down the mountain, but I find that there are many difficulties.

Muzi's backpack was full of fruits, and he was out of breath after walking for a while, but he worked so hard to pick them, did he just stay in the mountains? Mu Zi was reluctant.

Murong Cheng couldn't stand it any longer, and stretched out his hand to carry her back, but suddenly thought of something, withdrew his hand, and knelt down in front of Mu Zi.

"Come up."

Mu Zi was a little embarrassed. The fruits in Murong Cheng's hand are more and heavier than those on her shoulders...

She hesitated and did not move.

Murong Cheng said: "You walk too slowly, it will be dark by the time you get home, and there are no street lights on the mountain."

Everything he said made sense.

Mu Zi pursed her lips, not wanting to be pretentious, she lay on Murong Cheng's back in silence.

In this way, all the burden is on Murong Cheng...

"...Will it be heavy?" Mu Zi asked softly uncomfortably.

"Well, it's very heavy." Murong Cheng lifted her up and said, "Like a little pig."

"Nonsense!" Mu Zi shyly stretched out her hand to pinch Murong Cheng's face.

Murong Cheng laughed heartily.

Mu Zi's face became even hotter.

The road down the mountain was rugged and winding. Murong Cheng was tall and had long legs. He carried her and a lot of fruits on his back as he walked on the road, striding calmly, as if walking on flat ground.

After walking out of the dense forest, Mu Zi saw the magnificent sunset, and the setting sun stretched the shadows of her and him very long.

Mu Zi quietly lay on Murong Cheng's back, her gaze followed the shadow on the ground, her face unconsciously showing confusion...

Later, she fell asleep on his back...

This sleep lasted from evening to night, and when I woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Mu Zi sat on the bed in a daze, thinking that Murong Cheng called her a pig, it was really not wronged at all, every time she was with him, she could eat and sleep, isn't she just a pig?

"Nothing." Mu Zi scolded herself in a low voice, and got up from the bed in embarrassment.

The dining table downstairs was already filled with dishes and freshly squeezed juice, which Murong Cheng must have just prepared, but there was no sign of Murong Cheng.

Mu Zi felt strange, so she went upstairs to look for him, but he was not in the guest room, but the light in the study was on.

She walked into the study and found Murong Cheng looking at her laptop.

Mu Zi was startled, and took a few steps to close the computer!

Murong Cheng raised his eyes calmly, his deep eyes were as black as ink, and asked lightly, "Are you investigating Su Zi's case?"