Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life (Mu Shao, Your Wife Is Born Again)

"Going to the movies alone?" Murong Cheng seemed to be chatting with her, asking questions while chatting with her.

Mu Zi pretended to be calm, "That's right, it's not strange to go to the movies alone."

"Oh..." Murong Cheng narrowed his eyes and asked anxiously, "What movie are you going to watch?"

Mu Zi opened her mouth, but her voice seemed to be choked.

Her face turned pale, and she suddenly realized that she had no idea what movie was showing in the latest schedule!

Murong Cheng smiled: "Why, I don't know what movie to watch?"

"Look at whatever you want." Mu Zi turned her face away, her tone was stiff.

Her fingers were tightly twisted together, unaware that her nervousness had already been exposed to the man's eyes.

Murong Cheng smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and just said casually: "If you want to watch a movie in the future, call brother."

Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief...

"Where's your cell phone?" Murong Cheng asked suddenly.

Mu Zi's heart rose again!

"Mobile phone..." She inhaled silently, her fingers clenched even tighter, "I was robbed today, my bag was taken away... I also lost my mobile phone."

She is like a child who has made a mistake. After admitting her mistake, she hangs her head in silence and assumes an honest attitude.

After a while, there was no response.

Mu Zi raised her head apprehensively, only to see Murong Cheng watching her quietly, with a smile that was not a smile.

Muzi's heart seemed to be beating by mistake, beating wildly several times!

be terribly upset.

"It's true!...You, if you don't believe me, you can check it!" She bit the bullet and defended herself, "I met him on the bus, and there are surveillance cameras on the road."

In this way, Murong Cheng can't take his anger out on her, can he? You can't use this as an excuse to punish her, can you?

Sure enough, Murong Cheng didn't blame her, he just hugged her into his arms, patted her on the back lightly, and said softly, "Are you scared? Did the other party hurt you?"

Mu Zi shook her head, "He snatched the bag and ran away..."

Murong Cheng comforted her: "It's all right, don't be afraid."

She is not afraid at all!

She is just afraid of him!

Murong Cheng let go of her, went to the door of the hotel room, and gave some instructions to the people outside

When I came back, I asked her, "Do you want to go to the movies?"

"I don't want to look." Mu Zi lowered her head, sipping chocolate mousse, not looking at him very much, "I want to go home."

Murong Cheng didn't say anything, came over and took her hand holding the small teaspoon, and squeezed it.

The thin calluses between the fingers rubbed against the white and thin wrist, numb and slightly itchy.

Muzi couldn't help trembling, she was worried, and she pleaded in her voice: "I really don't want to watch movies, I want to go home."

She was really afraid that Murong Cheng would come up with other tricks to torture her!

Murong Cheng pinched her wrist, pulled it to his mouth, and ate the mousse cake on the teaspoon.

"Well, I'll take you home later." He let go of his hand, licked the chocolate on the corner of his mouth, and smiled wickedly and tenderly.

Muzi stared blankly at the small teaspoon he had used, wondering if she should continue...

"Why don't you eat? Do you want brother to feed you?" Murong Cheng said lightly.

"No need!" Mu Zi swallowed, "I'll eat it myself..."

Confronting Murong Cheng, she will always be at a disadvantage.

Whether it was the resistance on the bed or the mental tension, Muzi exhausted her energy. She was hungry, and the food in front of her was quickly eaten up.

The chocolate mousse is mellow and rich, with a smooth taste, sweet and bitter chocolate, not too sweet to be greasy.

It is perfect with a cup of top-quality black tea.

Mu Zi leaned back on the chair and let out a comfortable breath.

Sensing that Murong Cheng was looking at her, he adjusted his posture and sat upright.

Murong Cheng is drinking coffee.

He leaned against the back of the chair, his posture was lazy and casual, but it gave off an elegant and dignified feeling.

The appearance is already handsome and extraordinary, and the temperament seems to be naturally graceful, suave and romantic, it is simply a monster in the world, which makes people jealous.

Seeing this, Mu Zi felt a little angry for some reason.

Such a perverted person, why did God give him such an outstanding skin?

Heaven is unfair!