Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Murong Cheng was silent for a while, found Kun Lunhong in his pocket and placed it gently in Mu Zi's tender palm.

Mu Zi had seen his mobile phone chain a long time ago.

It looks like some kind of crystal ornament, with a red string wrapped around one end to make it look like a mobile phone chain, nothing unusual.

However, the styles of mobile phones are changing with each passing day, and there has long been no place to tie a mobile phone chain. What's more, Murong Cheng, a big man, has a pendant on his mobile phone, which is a bit of an idiot.

He has always carried this Kunlunhong with him and has not installed it on his mobile phone.

Mu Zi held Kunlunhong and got out of the bed, opened the drawer and turned over, found the scissors and the red string, disassembled the Kunlunhong crystal on the phone chain, and tied a knot with a new red string , The crystal is embedded in it.

Murong Cheng seemed to see what she wanted to do, and there was a gentle smile in her eyes, "Are you going to weave a hand strap for me?"

For fear of his unsatisfactory, Mu Zi stayed away from him vigilantly, "The hand strap is also a gift! I personally made it more mindful, you don't know the goods!"

Murong Cheng didn't know that she would weave a hand rope, and smiled after hearing this: "Okay, it can be counted as a gift."

Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

The hand-knitting was taught by my grandmother, and Mu Zi was very good at it when he was a child. Now so many years have passed, many of the weaving methods have been forgotten.

She frowned, thinking and twisting, her expression extremely focused.

Murong Cheng saw her serious look, his heart was warm, but immediately thought of another thing...

"Have you ever knit a hand strap for someone?" The man's voice was cold.

Mu Zi lowered his head and replied angrily: "You are as nervous as you are for anyone? I want a gift most of the night!"

Murong Cheng was scolded, but his thin lips curled up, very happy.

She had not edited it for Mu Zening.

So this hand strap is unique.

...

The room was silent.

Mu Zi slowly recovered her memory, and the movements in her hands gradually became proficient.

When editing, I felt quite uncomfortable.

This kind of weaving method in my hand now uses three red ropes. If weave it into a lover knot, it means the Three Lives III.

And Murong Cheng Sansheng III?

...I feel bad when I think about it, and she will be able to bear it for the rest of her life.

Mu Zi made a hand strap and wanted Murong Cheng to try the length. He looked up, but found that the person on the bed was silent.

She was stunned.

Murong Cheng actually fell asleep on the bed.

The table lamp at the bedside emits a pale orange light, warm and lingering, but also a little drunk and warm.

Murong Cheng's face was deep and thin in the shadow of the lamp, showing fatigue, as if he hadn't slept for several days.

Mu Zi approached gently and put the braided red hand rope on his left wrist.

Rao is like this, he didn't wake up either.

Murong Cheng was very vigilant before, even when he was sleeping, he remained vigilant. Maybe this time he was really exhausted...

Mu Zi looked at him quietly.

His sleeping face is rare and gentle, neither savage nor cruel, only gentle and beautiful.

Murong Cheng, really is a very handsome man, there is always endless grace between his brows. Whenever Mu Zi looked at this face, there was something in her chest ramming her heart, and her mind was messed up, as if he could tolerate more of the evil stains this man had done.

...But why didn't she feel this way when she saw Murong Cheng before?

Probably because she didn't have him in her eyes at that time. She is too devoted to work, ignoring too many people around her, too many things...

Thinking about it this way, she would have a different feeling for Murong Cheng. In the final analysis, it was because of his reckless involvement in her life that she had to pay attention to this man.

This slight movement was actually sprouted because of bullying? Mu Zi frowned, a little uncomfortable.