Chapter 255 The Greatest Disaster in History

Murong Cheng occupied the bed, and Mu Zi didn't want to share the bed with him, so he planned to go back to sleep in his own room.

He casually picked up his coat and clothes, and was about to go around the bed when Murong Cheng woke up.

"Compiled?" He didn't notice Mu Zi's attempt to leave, he saw the birthday present on his wrist for the first time after waking up, his thin lips slightly curled up, and a faint smile appeared.

Mu Zi was slightly embarrassed, and said weakly, "Happy birthday."

"Well, thank you." Murong Cheng smiled, got up a little bit, held Mu Zi's hand, and pulled her to his side.

Her hands are small and soft, with warm palms and moist fingers.

When Murong Cheng thought of her using these hands to weave a bracelet for himself, he felt a slight wave in his heart.

"Thanks for your hard work, Zizi."

He took her hands, put them to his lips, and kissed her fingers one by one, with a reverent and affectionate expression.

Mu Zi felt her heart start beating wildly again.

She was very uncomfortable, and at first she didn't want to see him kissing her fingertips, but her face was burning like fire.

Mu Zi thought: My face must be red...

Murong Cheng kissed her countless times, she just felt sick, but when he kissed her fingers, she blushed.

"It's hard work, you didn't force me." She complained awkwardly, "I can't sleep in the middle of the night..."

Murong Cheng laughed, picked her up and stuffed her into the quilt, "I'll let you sleep now." He hugged her and lay down together.

Mu Zi reflexively struggled, tossed a few times, and felt that she was hypocritical.

I have slept with him so many times, if I miss this one time, can I keep my innocence?

In the end, he lay in Murong Cheng's arms with peace of mind, and fell asleep in a daze...

...

When he woke up in the morning, Murong Cheng was not by his side.

Muzi yawned drowsily, wondering if she was dreaming last night, when she raised her eyes, she saw rose petals scattered on the bed...

It's not a dream.

The already cold bedding made me feel a little sad, and the emotions always came out of nowhere.

When I got up and washed, there was a banging sound outside the window, it was Xiao Ya who was scratching the glass window with his mouth outside.

These days, it always goes to surf outside, and occasionally comes back for a walk, probably because the air conditioner is turned on at home. Although the heating is warm, it is a bit dull, and the birds probably feel uncomfortable.

Mu Zi opened the window, and the little boy outside brought a new treasure—a ring-pull can.

This problem of picking up garbage has never been changed, and Mu Zi doesn't expect it to be able to change.

The crow hopped into the house, walked across the room with the can in its mouth, and walked downstairs pattering all the way, knowing it without thinking, and went to look for Sisi again.

"Xiao Ya, don't always throw things into other people's nests, it's hard to clean!" Mu Zi yelled helplessly.

It's just that her bird still does its own thing, and Mu Zi doesn't bother to care about it anymore.

At this time, the phone rang.

Mu Zi answered the phone casually, it was Jiang Ci calling.

"Have you read the news?" Jiang Ci asked immediately, just listening to the cheerful voice on the phone, one could imagine how happy Jiang Ci was at the moment.

Mu Zi smiled: "I just woke up, I haven't had time to watch it yet, how is it, is it lively?"

"You must watch the video of the interview with Mayor Qiao! Hahaha, I didn't laugh to death!" Jiang Ci laughed unscrupulously, "Qiao Jingjia's father is really the best!"

The corner of Mu Zi's mouth curled into a smile, while listening to the phone, he opened the most popular news website.

The expected headlines, bold fonts and eye-catching pictures, click in, and you can see the ever-increasing comments from netizens below.

Sure enough, Qiao Jingjia was scolded miserably, and was even called: the biggest disaster in the history of the procuratorate!