Chapter 225 He Can't Be

Surprise flashed in Murong Cheng's eyes.

"Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

"Can't sleep, just chat casually." Mu Zi replied casually.

Murong Cheng smiled when he heard the words, with a bit of evil spirit, "Can't sleep? We can do something else..."

"Can't you be more serious?" Muzi reached out and pinched his waist under the quilt, gnashing her teeth, "I really want to put your head under the Niagara Falls and take a good shower, there are too many dirty things in it!"

She was still sick, her hands didn't have much strength, pinching Murong Cheng's waist was no different from scratching.

Murong Cheng held her hand with a smile, and deliberately lowered her waist, "The position is not right, it should be lowered a little."

Mu Zi withdrew her hand in shock, even the tips of her ears turned red.

so bad! How could this man be so bad!

Mu Zi no longer had the thought of probing, turned over in embarrassment, turned her back to Murong Cheng, and ignored him.

But Murong Cheng wrapped her into his arms from behind, with a smile in his tone: "Squeamish, are you angry again?"

"You're too bad, I don't want to talk to you!" Mu Zi buried her head in the quilt, her voice buzzing.

Murong Cheng put his arms around her and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Mu Zi resolutely ignored him, buried under the quilt and pretended to be dead.

But Murong Cheng had plenty of ways to deal with her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, slipped his callused palms into the pajamas, bit her earlobe irregularly, and the hot air he exhaled penetrated into her ears, making it hard for her. Mu Zi couldn't stand it.

Mu Zi wanted to hide, but it was inevitable. She has nowhere to go.

"Murong Cheng!" She turned her face angrily, "Are you still letting me sleep?!"

He was the one who let her rest, and he is the one who tormented her now!

"Zizi, when you recover from illness, let's do it like last time, okay?" Murong Cheng's voice was hoarse, and he hugged her even tighter.

Mu Zi's heart skipped a beat.

She knew that Murong Cheng was talking about the last time... She helped him with her hands...

My heart is like the rising tide of the river in late autumn, and it is cold after flowing.

"...Murong Cheng, what do you think of me?"

When Mu Zi asked this sentence, she didn't get angry, her voice was like a sigh, even with a hint of sadness.

"My woman." Murong Cheng kissed her neck, breathing heavily, "My baby..."

Mu Zi couldn't feel any disturbance in her heart. Such sweet words were not the answer she wanted. She lay quietly in Murong Cheng's arms, and for the first time formally examined the abnormal relationship between her and Murong Cheng.

In the beginning, he was an unscrupulous bully who teased her with frivolous behavior and repeatedly surpassed the brother-sister relationship. This is an embarrassing and angry thing for any woman.

Later, he was a ferocious devil who watched her, stalked her, humiliated her, restricted her freedom, put her in danger several times, and made her miserable.

...However, he is also a gentle lover, he will give her elaborate and luxurious gifts, cook for her, carry her down the mountain, say some love words that sound scary, but are shocking in people's hearts after careful recollection, slowly seduce... imprison her she.

Unable to break free, unable to escape, Mu Zi had tasted the pain she couldn't help herself, and it was impossible not to hate her in her heart, but I really want to ask how much she hates? She felt at a loss again...

What was she thinking? Why do you suspect that Murong Cheng is the one who collected her body? ...Is it subconsciously making excuses for herself, because if he is, she can accept it without any scruples.

Such a psychological change made Muzi feel scared.

She closed her eyes and told herself: He couldn't be.