Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

"You." Murong Cheng's thin lips curled up, and he smiled.

Mu Zi's face turned redder, "You are talking nonsense! When did I let you serve me?"

Murong Cheng looked rascal and said, "It wasn't you who called me?"

"That's because!..." Mu Zi was at a loss, bit his lip and lowered his head, not speaking.

She couldn't deny that Murong Cheng helped her a lot. Without him, a 16-year-old girl would find it difficult to clean up the mess. Even if she could barely figure out a way to deal with it, she could not leave a trace. What's more, her physical condition was very bad at the time.

In retrospect, this time really thanks to Xiaoya.

Mu Zi remembered the third eye she had seen, and secretly marveled at the mystery of the facts of the ghosts and ghosts. If she had never adopted this crow, she would be dead now.

... But how could it happen that there was such a bird by her side when she needed it?

Thinking about it further, there are actually many coincidences in her life.

Mu Zi's thoughts went round and round, thinking of the day when his body was picked up...

She secretly glanced at Murong Cheng.

I didn't dare to think about it before, because Murong Cheng is her little uncle, and there is no overlap in the week, and he hasn't even said a few words, so it shouldn't be him anyway.

But now... she knows another identity of Murong Cheng.

——Yong Ye who is like the Ninth Five.

With financial resources, power, and connections, such an identity seemed to fit her conjecture about the mysterious man who saved her.

Could it be... really him?

This seems to make sense.

It seems to make no sense.

Why does Murong Cheng have a crush on his sister-in-law?

Mu Zi was shocked by his thoughts, his face flushed, and he was extremely embarrassed.

She lowered her head, her black hair draped over her sides, covering her face. Murong Cheng didn't pay attention to her abnormality, and sat on the side of the bed with a calm expression, squeezed into her warm bed, and hugged her waist.

Mu Zi was held in his arms, and a storm was set off in his heart because of his absurd thoughts.

How could he treat his sister-in-law...

This feeling is not only absurd, but also very embarrassing. She must have made a mistake, it can't be so!

With a warm porcelain cup handed to her mouth, Murong Cheng fed her milk.

Mu Zi refused to let him feed, holding the milk cup in both hands, taking sips.

The milk is sweet and slightly hot, her cheeks are rosy in the heat, and her delicate lips are soaked with moisture, making them redder and tender.

Murong Cheng felt that he was also a little thirsty.

But she is in poor health now, and he doesn't dare to make trouble with her.

Mu Zi only took two sips and then stopped drinking. Murong took the cup and drank the remaining milk, then gathered the quilt and let her lie down to rest.

"Go down, I can't sleep if you squeeze here." Mu Zi pushed him.

Murong Cheng smiled and said, "Can't sleep? Which day have you not slept with me these past few days? You will sleep like a piggy back and forth."

Mu Zi was angry and ashamed, gritted his teeth and scolded him: "You are shameless! You are a pig!"

Taking advantage of her can still be so arrogant!

Since Mu Zi was ill, Murong Cheng would touch Mu Zi's bed every night. Bai Wei thought that her brother was taking care of her sister, so the two changed rooms, but in fact, Murong Cheng never lay down on the bed in Mu Zi's room.

Murong Cheng touched Mu Zi's head and coaxed: "Yes, I am shameless, I am a nasty bastard, I am a pig, well, go to sleep."

He would recite the words she scolded over and over.

Mu Zi had nothing to do with him, muttered a few words again, unwillingly lay down, and closed his eyes in his arms.

She looked like a doll when she fell asleep, with thick eyelashes and rosy lips. Murong Cheng liked it the more she looked, and kissed her gently.

Mu Zi opened his eyes suddenly, looking at him with clear and bright eyes.

"...What kind of person do you think Su Zi is?" She suddenly asked without thinking.