Chapter 964 Hehehe

The dress gradually peeled off, Mu Zi held Murong Cheng's hand, a little flustered: "I...I want to take a bath first."

Her palms were hot and she was sweating lightly.

Makeup is on the face, and the skin is not breathable and comfortable enough.

The hair uses a lot of hairspray to fix the hairstyle.

Mu Zi thought again that she was wearing pantyhose with a waist effect under her skirt.

——Too annoying, she didn't want Murong Cheng to see those ridiculous flesh-colored pantyhose at such a critical moment!

In short, Mu Zi felt that everything was wrong, she was not ready yet.

For her first time, Mu Zi strives for perfection...

Murong Cheng put his arms around her waist and said with a smile, "Let's wash together."

"No." Mu Zi blushed and pushed him away, "Washing with you is too wasteful of water!"

She ran into the bathroom and locked the door behind her back, her heart beating like thunder.

She didn't hear the sound outside for a long time, and her mood gradually calmed down. She brushed her teeth seriously, bathed and scrubbed carefully, even washed her hair meticulously, but she didn't have time to dry it, so she wiped it half dry with a towel. Then come out wrapped in a towel.

Murong Cheng sat by the bed and waited for her, surprisingly patient.

There was a wine bottle on the low cabinet at his hand, half a glass of wine was filled in the glass, the color was enchanting and gorgeous.

Murong Cheng pulled her into his arms and sat down, and fed her a sip of wine.

"You seem to be very nervous. Alcohol can strengthen your courage." He stared at her with a half-smile, his eyes were evil, and he rubbed her back with one hand unhurriedly. With a little force, the towel came loose.

For some unknown reason, Mu Zi quickly hugged Murong Cheng's neck, buried her head in his shoulders and neck, and closed her eyes tightly, as if she was too shy.

Her cheeks were hot and hot, as if they were on fire.

Then she felt herself being hugged, the towel slipped off completely, and Murong Cheng put her on the soft bed...

Murong Cheng acted gently, treating her meticulously and patiently.

Her breathing gradually became messy, panting slightly, her whole body was ignorant, she didn't dare to open her eyes, and subconsciously followed his lead.

But then it became more and more anxious, Murong Cheng was in a mess, and Mu Zi was also in a mess.

During this period, she heard Murong Cheng calling her name, his voice was very soft, but it seemed to be very hard, as if he wanted to imprint that name on his heart and in his bones.

Mu Zi finally plucked up the courage to open her eyes.

She saw thin beads of sweat slipping down his handsome cheeks, and for some reason, her heart suddenly softened.

"Murong Cheng..." She hugged him tightly, feeling that everything was worth it.

This rebirth is not in vain.

It's not in vain that she loves him.

...

When it was over, both were exhausted.

Murong Cheng had been enduring very hard, and only dared to indulge a little bit in the end, so cherished, but Mu Zi was still exhausted, exhausted to the point of collapse.

Looking back, she actually didn't exert much strength, but she was just like a poor young grass, limp and unable to get up after being baptized by the thunderstorm.

This is how Mu Zi feels now.

Murong Cheng helped her wipe her body and coaxed her to get up for dinner.

Muzi was indeed a little hungry, but she was exhausted, her body was limp and powerless, she buried her head in the pillow and shook her head, and said softly, "I'll eat later."

She rested on the bed and fell asleep unknowingly. When she opened her eyes again, it was already eight o'clock in the night.

Murong Cheng was lying beside her, with his warm palms on her lower abdomen, wondering what he was thinking.

Realizing that she was waking up, Murong Cheng smiled and pinched her nose lightly, saying: "The physical fitness is too poor!"

Mu Zi fell asleep, gained strength, and immediately replied bluntly: "It's you who went too far!"

"If I go too far, do you think you can still get up?" Murong Cheng shamelessly suppressed her, "How about I go too far now?"

He never seems to be ashamed of this kind of thing, but rather proud and a little stinky.

Muzi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pushed his face hard: "Get up! I'm going to eat!"