Chapter 462 The Lock on the Heart

When something like this happened, Murong Cheng wanted to hide it from Mu Zi.

In any case, it should be concealed, being injured for another woman is disgraceful and without honor, adding to the suspicion between the two, Murong Cheng does not want to see such a result.

But when it really happened, he felt that it tasted good.

Mu Zi was jealous of him.

This was something he hadn't even dared to think about before. Being jealous means that this woman has him in her heart.

Thinking of this, Murong Cheng hugged Mu Zi even tighter in his arms.

"Release." Muzi was afraid of touching his wound, so she didn't dare to struggle hard, and said in disgust, "There is something dirty and smelly on my body, don't touch me."

Murong Cheng pushed forward: "Then wipe it for me."

"I don't want it, you go to Wang Zhan." Mu Zi said coldly, "Or you go to your white swan and ask her to wipe it for you."

"Still jealous?" Murong Cheng smiled, "Zizi, I'm injured and can't take a bath, if I don't wipe it off, I'll feel bad."

Mu Zi ignored him.

Murong Cheng was soft and soft, and said: "When you were lazy before, I was the one who scrubbed you. I have never disliked you."

Mu Zi had no choice but to stand up angrily, went to the bathroom and fetched a basin of hot water to help him scrub his body.

I thought in my heart: Just pay off the debt!

Before scrubbing, Murong Cheng asked her to find a brown glass bottle in the side drawer.

"What is this?" Mu Zi took it back and asked him.

"Pour a little and apply it on my body." Murong Cheng said.

In order to facilitate the operation, Murong Cheng took off his clothes and his upper body was bare.

Mu Zi did as she said, first smeared some on his arm. His skin texture is tight and smooth, his muscles are well-proportioned, and every undulating line is full of masculine strength.

As it is applied, the slightly darker skin tone slowly melts away like faded oil paint.

Mu Zi understood, it turned out to be cleansing oil.

All make-up removers are irritating to a certain extent, Mu Zi carefully avoided his wound, wiped it off for him bit by bit, and then scrubbed it with a damp towel.

When she was doing these things, Murong Cheng told her about the injury.

"Those people are running after Huo Lin. They want Huo Lin to die on my territory. In this way, my so-called fiancé status will no longer hold water, and I have a blood feud with the Huo family. Then they can take the opportunity to pull me down from the position of Patriarch." Murong Cheng said, "Zizi, I saved Huo Lin not because I love her, but because I can't let the situation evolve to that point."

Mu Zi lowered her head to wipe his body, said in a muffled voice, "Who you love has nothing to do with me, you don't need to explain it to me."

"Why is it okay? I love you, little thing." Murong Cheng pinched her face with a smile.

Mu Zi threw away the towel and stood up, as if very angry: "How many times have I said this! Don't pinch my face!"

She took the dirty water, turned around and went to the bathroom, poured out the dirty water, and took another basin of clean hot water.

Water flowed from the metal-colored faucet, and Mu Zi supported the marble countertop with both hands, staring blankly at herself in the mirror.

There was a burst of soreness in my heart, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

She didn't know what it was before, but when she was handling a case, whenever she encountered those people who were crazy about love, she always felt unreasonable.

There was a woman who was cheated of her body and money, but she didn't want to pursue the property at all. Instead, she asked the man who cheated her, crying, if he ever loved her.

There are also women who, in order to make their boyfriends have money to buy drugs, actually willingly degenerate and become prostitutes.

Why are there so many idiots in this world?

Is it because love is so unreasonable that people who fall into it will become stupid and cheap?

Even knowing that he has a fiancée, she can give up her principles and comfort herself that this engagement is just a cover.

...I love you, little one.

Murong Cheng's words fell on the tip of her heart, like a pair of chains, firmly shackling her heart.