Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Wang Zhan finally went in.

He stood outside the door, knocked on the door, waiting fearfully.

I couldn't help thinking, if Master Rong was interrupted at a critical juncture, would he be furious and violent, or would he shoot him unbearably?

……Can not be done!

He must risk his death to persuade him! Don't let Rong Ye make fun of his body!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhan straightened his chest and stood up awe-inspiring.

...

"Come in." The voice inside was calm and could not be heard.

Huh? ...It's okay?

Wang Zhan was puzzled, and then cautiously pushed the car in.

He saw Murong Chengkao lying on the bed, raising his arm to wear earrings to Mu Zi.

The second earring was easier to wear than the first one. When it pierced the barrier, Mu Zi closed his eyes in pain and endured it.

"Let me see, will it look good?" Murong Cheng held up her face and admired it comfortably.

Mu Zi was very uncomfortable when he looked at it so intently, her eyes lowered, her lashes half-hidden her clear eyes, her face flushed, adding a little charming.

She whispered: "Have you seen enough..."

"Not enough." Murong Cheng leaned closer and pecked her lips, smiling, "The more you look, the better you look."

Wang Zhan pushed the dining car to the side of the bed silently, and bowed back without squinting...

When he left the door, he closed the door again, Wang Zhan raised his hand on the two heads at the door, and cut each viciously!

"Vulgar! Dirty!" Wang Zhan despised them, "Master Rong is just wearing earrings for Miss Mu! Get away from me! Dare to eavesdrop and cut your ears to make soup!"

The two of them stood a little farther away, but still had a smile on their faces.

...

In the room, Mu Zi touched her ear, there was no blood anymore.

Originally, she had pierced ears, and the bleeding was only a little bit, but she had never worn earrings before, and now she felt heavy on both sides, a bit unaccustomed.

"Does it still hurt?" After Murong Cheng put on two earrings for her, Mu Zi was fine, but he was nervous and sweating.

He had never been so nervous when performing operations under local anesthesia.

Mu Zi shook her head, and the eardrop swayed along with it. She hurriedly stopped, touched her ear and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

For some reason, Murong Cheng felt that Mu Zi looked more beautiful now.

He patted the bed and asked Mu Zi to lean over, jokingly: "If you can't bear this pain, what will you do if you get married in the future?"

Mu Zi leaned in his arms and glanced at him weirdly: "What does it have to do with marriage?"

Murongcheng's eyes smiled more intensely: "The wedding night will always hurt."

Mu Zi: "..."

She sat up, turned and sat on the chair beside the bed, keeping a distance from Murong Cheng.

"Purple?" Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Come here."

"I'm not going over." Mu Zi didn't want him to glance at him, "Your brain is too dirty, it will corrupt me if you get close. I want to keep the last holy place, thank you."

Murong Cheng seemed to be really frustrated when she saw her. After thinking about it, his eyes fell on the dining car, "How do you feed me when you are so far away?"

There are nourishing porridge and soup on the dining cart, and there are also some desserts, which you can tell that they are for Mu Zi.

On the second floor of the dining car, there are medicines, bottled, boxed, and various medicines to help recovery.

Mu Zi sighed and felt relieved when he saw the medicine.

She picked up the porridge, swallowed a spoonful and fed him a spoonful, muttering to herself: "I must owe you in my previous life!" Otherwise, how could I be eaten to death?

Murong Cheng ate the porridge and said, "Zizi, stay here tonight."

Mu Zi used a spoon to stir the porridge in the bowl heavily, and filled a large spoonful of it into his mouth.

"You want to be beautiful," she said.