Wild husband, please let me go

Chapter 32
It took An Ziyin three full hours to pack her things, and during these three hours, Mo Zhimu was sitting in the car waiting for her.

An Ziyin was delaying time on purpose, now she felt that if she stayed with Mu Zhimu for just a second longer, she would feel uncomfortable.

When she came out of the elevator with only her small suitcase, Mo Zhimu saw her.

"I thought you were going to move all your stuff out."

Mu Zhimu got out of the car, walked up to An Ziyin, and took the suitcase from her hand.

"It's only a month, as for it!"

"No, it's four months!"

Mu Zhimu opened the car door for An Ziyin very gentlemanly, An Ziyin gave him a blank look, and sat in.

Four months is four months, it will pass soon, An Ziyin comforted himself in his heart.

When they arrived at Muzhimu Villa, it was getting dark and it started to snow.

"Why is it snowing again!" An Ziyin muttered in his mouth, but Mu Zhimu still heard it.

Mu Zhimu turned his head and took a deep look at her, but said nothing.

An Ziyin doesn't like snow very much. I remember that winter, the snow was very heavy. At that time, she loved beauty and walked in the snow in high heels, and then slipped all of a sudden.

Everyone present laughed at her, and she didn't get out of bed for several weeks because she slipped and fell.

Since then, An Ziyin no longer wears high heels in winter, and when it snows, he feels bad.

However, Mu Zhimu would always try his best to make An Ziyin happy at that time, but not now...

"Where do I live?" An Ziyin asked Mu Zhimu.

Mu Zhimu took the suitcase from An Ziyin's hand and went up to the third floor, with An Ziyin following behind.

When they came to Mu Zhimu's door, they couldn't be sleeping in the same room with Mu Zhimu, right?

An Ziyin thought in fear, but Mu Zhimu took a few steps forward and stopped at the door of another room.

"You live here." After Mu Zhimu finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

An Ziyin opened the bedroom door and was crushed!

Pink wallpaper, pink curtains, pink quilt... How could Mu Zhimu design the room like this!
Does Mo Zhimu like pink?
She went out and came to Mu Zhimu's room. At this time, Mu Zhimu had already taken off his shirt and was about to take off his pants!

Abdominal muscles, lines, mermaid lines, a great figure, if you touch it, it should feel good, An Ziyin praised in his heart.

"Miss An, be careful of nosebleeds."

Mu Zhimu walked up to An Ziyin, getting closer to her, and finally brought her back to reality.

An Ziyin hurriedly backed away, "Mr. Mu, are you sure that room is for me?"

"otherwise?"

"OK, I see." An Ziyin ran out in a panic again.

Mu Zhimu, An Ziyin's back, laughed at himself, so you still forgot.

After An Ziyin packed her things, she felt very tired. She lay down on the soft bed and fell asleep.

In her dream, a boy of eighteen or nineteen and a girl of sixteen or seventeen were talking, "Brother Mu, I want a room that is all pink, just the two of us."

The boy snorted coldly, "I don't want it, and I didn't say I want to marry you."

The girl was not angry, and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, you don't need me to marry me, I just marry you."

The boy blushed and said, "You girl really don't know how to be reserved."

When An Ziyin woke up the next day, she forgot everything that happened in the dream. She looked at the time and saw that she was going to be late for work!

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(End of this chapter)