Chapter 252 Vulgar

Mu Zi was annoyed, and raised her hand to beat him hard a few times, "You man!...Could you not be so vulgar!"

Calling him vulgar is a compliment, he is simply vulgar and vulgar!

Murong Cheng took the insult as flirting, smiled and backed away a little, and leaned over to kiss her again, but Mu Zi refused, fluttering like an impatient little sparrow in his arms.

After struggling for a while, slowly, she felt something was wrong.

"Are you injured?" Mu Zi felt the wetness on his hands, turned over and stretched out his hands to illuminate them under the lamp, there was a dazzling bright red.

"You're hurt!" she said, her tone changed from surprise to affirmation.

Murong Cheng frowned slightly, looked down at his chest, there was blood seeping out, staining his clothes red.

He didn't want to soil Mu Zi's quilt, he straightened up and took off his shirt, exposing his firm chest.

Muzi saw a palm-length scar on his chest, which had already scabbed over, but split a little from the middle, gurgling out bright red blood, flowing along the texture, dripping on his strong waist and abdomen, like a bloody scar. Flowing oil painting.

Even if he had seen a dead person before, Mu Zi still felt shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

She randomly pulled out a bunch of tissues to cover his wound, remembering how hard she had just punched him just now.

"Are you stupid? Why didn't you hide just now!"

Murong Cheng smiled softly, got out of bed, took out the medicine box from the cabinet, took out the gauze, and bandaged himself skillfully.

"It's just a small injury. If I didn't release the water on purpose, that person wouldn't be able to get close to me."

"Just brag!" Mu Zi sat on the bed, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes.

"I'm so courageous, you dare to say that I'm bragging." Murong Cheng came up again, put his arms around her and bit her delicate neck as a punishment.

Mu Zi subconsciously hid to the side.

Murong Cheng tightened his grip around her waist, not letting her hide, half-forcibly making the two of them fit closer together.

The breath on his body was fresh and cold, filled with the smell of blood and the fragrance of roses, filling and surrounding her, making her suffocated and confused.

Mu Zi seemed to have touched his wound, and her struggling movements became gentle unconsciously.

She suddenly felt that Murong Cheng was pitiful, and his birthday was not peaceful, so many people wanted to kill him, and she didn't know if he would still die on his birthday next year...

Thinking of the possibility of Murong Cheng's death, Mu Zi's heart trembled slightly, as stones were thrown into the windless lake, causing circles of ripples, which could not be calm.

Murong Cheng went all the way up the neck, pressed her into the soft quilt, rubbed her lips, and rubbed her ears and temples.

I don't know if it was caused by inner demons, he was so unscrupulous, yet Mu Zi didn't resist.

Her meekness made Murong Cheng astonished, and then pleasantly surprised.

He raised his body with his arms propped up, stared at her with dark eyes like ink, and asked, "Zizi, are you loving me?"

"What nonsense!" Mu Zi shouted, her cheeks blushing with anger, "I just don't want to waste my energy and struggle uselessly!"

Murong Cheng let go of her, and sat up with his back straight. He carefully looked at Mu Zi's expression, and after a while, a smile appeared in his eyes, "You love me."

The tone is firm.

Mu Zi got angry, turned over and turned her back, ignoring him.

Murong Cheng was very happy, he took off his shoes and squeezed into her bed, holding her tightly in his arms.

Mu Zi was upset, and had nothing to do with him, complaining in a low voice: "You haven't come back for so long, my mother has been very worried, and I have called you countless times but couldn't get through. Today, I specially made longevity noodles for you. You can't go on like this forever, no matter how busy the Huo family is, you should call your mother to keep safe..."

She rambled on, complaining about Bai Wei's injustice.

Murong Cheng was a little surprised: "Why do you make longevity noodles?"

Mu Zi was slightly taken aback, huh? Doesn't he know that today is his birthday?