Chapter 518 I Want to Marry You

When Murong Cheng went to the bridal shop, he saw Mu Zi sitting on the soft leather sofa with a blushing face.

The sofa is champagne-colored, and her clothes are snow-white. When she is sitting upright, the skirt spreads out like a fish's tail, which complements her exquisite and graceful figure, her skin is as white as jade, and she is shockingly beautiful.

Murong Cheng paused at the time, clenched his fists and endured it, and then resisted not throwing her down, and pressed her down on the sofa to kiss her fiercely.

"Why are you alone?" Murong Cheng pretended to be calm and walked over.

Mu Zi's expression was a bit subtle, "Huo Lin... and Sarah are in the fitting room."

Murong Cheng frowned, he didn't think too much, he just felt that Huo Lin was too unreliable, so he left Mu Zi here alone.

"Let's go." Murong Cheng said, "There's no need to wait for them, let's go back first."

In fact, Mu Zi wanted to leave very much, she was extremely embarrassed, but she just felt that it would be impolite to leave without saying a word, so she waited here abruptly.

Fortunately, Murong Cheng is here!

Mu Zi got up and was about to change clothes. At this moment, Huo Lin led Sarah out of the fitting room. Sarah's face was flushed, and she smiled sweetly with her lips pursed.

Seeing Murong Cheng, Huo Lin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "So fast?"

Murong Cheng's face suddenly darkened.

Huo Lin was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I mean, you came so soon..."

Some words are better without explanation, but worse with explanation.

Murong Cheng directly pulled Mu Zi away.

This is an open era, and many countries have gradually recognized the legality of same-sex marriage.

But the recognition of the law does not mean an individual, such as Murong Cheng, is very resistant.

In fact, he didn't have any strange feelings towards this kind of people before, he didn't like it, and he didn't hate it, but when Huo Lin really came back from France, he saw Huo Lin smiling at Mu Zi, talking, or shaking hands. When it comes to physical contact, Murong Cheng is very irritable!

He felt that Huo Lin was just a piece of rat droppings, even if it didn't fall into the pot, just put it aside, the stench would pollute Muzi's bowl of white rice porridge!

He told the rice porridge earnestly: "Stay away from her in the future!"

Mu Zi asked: "Then do I still have to attend the engagement banquet?"

"Don't always take the engagement banquet on the left and the engagement banquet on the right." Murong Cheng explained annoyedly, "The marriage contract between me and her is just a verbal agreement. In the future, the dissolution of the engagement will also be a matter of one sentence. The banquet next month will mainly be Inviting Mr. Huo to dinner and letting him see Huo Lin with his own eyes, this is not so much an engagement banquet as a family banquet!"

"You... don't get excited." Mu Zi said awkwardly.

Murong Cheng was stunned.

Immediately realized that he was indeed over-excited.

He came back to his senses, sighed softly, hugged Muzi in his arms, put his forehead against her shoulder, and said in an unexpectedly dull voice, "I want to marry you."

Especially when he walked into the bridal shop and saw Mu Zi in a white dress, the moment of astonishment almost took his soul away.

How he hopes that one day, she can put a white gauze on him!

"How about, let's go abroad to get married first!" Murong Cheng was suddenly anxious.

"Not good." Mu Zi blushed, her voice was soft, "I'm not ready yet..."

Not only was she not ready, but he was too. Both she and he have their own unfinished business.

Murong Cheng's arms tightened suddenly, and he hugged her tightly.

Mu Zi moved slightly uncomfortably, and complained in a low voice: "Take it easy, I'm almost out of breath..."

Murong Cheng relaxed a little, and sighed at the same time: "I always feel that if you relax a little, you will fly away."

"How could it be?" Mu Zi laughed, she thought she had already been trapped by Murong Cheng, and teased, "Unless you have done something wrong to me!"

Murong Cheng was silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "The thing I'm sorry for you the most in my life is that I didn't...catch you up sooner."

When he said these words, he felt infinitely sad, as if he was regretting his youth, but also as if he was lamenting the arrangement of fate.

Mu Zi didn't understand.