Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

With a faint smile on Mu Zi's face, he nodded slightly, pursing his lips in silence.

She likes it very much.

Owning a company, having both a career and income, how does she not like it? Besides, she is still good at investigating industry, no matter what she wants to do in the future, it will be more convenient.

Murong Cheng saw the joy in her eyes and stretched her hand over, letting Mu Zi sit on his lap.

"If you like, I will buy you another one later. What kind of one do you like? Jewellery or real estate?"

Mu Zi finally didn't hold her back, and laughed out loud.

How can there be such a thing? In the past, when Mu Zening pursued her, he often asked what kind of flower he liked, a rose or a tulip?

Going to Murong Cheng has become more affordable.

"Are you buying Chinese cabbage when you are buying a company?" Mu Zi was rarely in a good mood, teasing him, "I don't have any business cell, so beware of hoarding a bunch of cabbage."

"As long as Zi Zi likes it, the whole street is worth buying." Murong Cheng said sincerely.

Really tired of sweet words.

Mu Zi warned in his heart: Hold on! Don't sell your body and soul to the devil for the sake of the little favor!

...... Hmm... But this favor is really big.

Murong Cheng hugged her and kissed.

Mu Zi originally wanted to resist, thinking that every time he competed with Murong Cheng was a failure, he felt that there was no point in resisting.

She didn't move, she looked obedient, and at the same time she was secretly surprised: Money really has the effect of corrupting the soul. Only then did she receive a few gifts, and she didn't even have the courage to resist?

Mu Zi gritted her teeth, not letting Murong Cheng's tongue in.

Murong Cheng's perseverance kiss landed on her lips, face, and neck, lingering incessantly, the kiss was fiery.

He hugged Mu Zi tightly and whispered: "Come home with me later."

The alarm bell in Mu Zi's heart.

"I do not want!"

His words were like a sharp weapon and plunged into her bewildered brain. It hurt! It hurts to sober!

Mu Zi clenched Murong Cheng's collar with both hands, "I don't want this company! What do you think of me? Give gifts with your front feet, and turn me home with your back feet!"

Murong Cheng's face was dark, and his brows were cold, "Since it's given to you, it's yours."

"I don't want it, the company will give it back to you." Mu Zi bit her lip, with both grievances and determination in her expression. "Murongcheng, are you doing the same to the women outside? Give some valuables and get them on the bed!"

Murong Cheng was silent for a while, before the heat slowly cooled down.

He did have many women out there, but they were all pretense, he just wanted to get her to bed.

But she didn't like him.

Murong Cheng felt dull.

"Men like women, of course they want to go to bed." He said.

"You are vulgar! Indecent!" Mu Zi scolded him with frowning, his eyes flushed with anxiety.

She doesn't want to go to bed!

Seeing that she was really anxious, Murong Cheng couldn't help but smile, "Well, I am vulgar, I am nasty, and my Zizi is the most elegant and pure goddess. We can't go to the dregs to defile you. We will not go."

Mu Zi's eyes flickered, as if he didn't believe it.

Murong Chengqu hung her face with her index finger, "The company is already yours. You are not allowed to say anything you don't want, otherwise I will punish you."

Punish her? ... How would Murong Cheng punish her?

Mu Zi bowed his head and said nothing, his mind was sober as never before.

Murong Cheng wanted to say something. Seeing her indifferent and resisting appearance, the words in her mouth swallowed back.

Forget it, give her some more time...

Just like a mussel with its shell tightly closed, if you patiently grind it a little bit, you can grind the shell open sooner or later, but the grinding process may cause some pain.

When he returned, Murong Cheng had something to do and asked Wang Zhan to send Mu Zi home.

Before getting in the car, he gently kissed her on the forehead, "When I'm done, let's take a picture."

He was still thinking about it.

Mu Zi silently got into the car and didn't refuse, because he couldn't refuse, so he didn't bother to speak.