Chapter 206 Habits are scary

There had been a moment when she thought he was, but the thought fell like nine twists and turns, winding its way through her mind and finally tying itself into a dead end, unable to find its way out.

 It couldn't be.

 If he really was a body collector, there was no way he wouldn't recognize her.

 If he is really a body collector, it is impossible not to explain the original reason to her.

 If he is really a corpse collector ...

 Mu Zi felt that she was too weak. It must be that she is not strong willed enough, her heart is wavering, so she will produce such a ridiculous association, just to ... give that shameful heartbeat, find a reason to convince herself.

 The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was weak and incompetent.

 Mu Zi did not want to think about this matter anymore.

 Behind her, Murong Cheng ringed her waist, gently rubbing her soft skin, burning end fell on the back of the neck, all the way to flow, falling deep and shallow red marks.

 Mu Zi let him do whatever he wanted, closed her eyes and didn't move, her heart was astringently bitter.

 She was really finished.

 After all, she had already gotten used to Murong Cheng's actions like this, so used to the point that the sense of shame when kissing and embracing became thinner and thinner.

 Habit is a terrible thing, it will make people lose the will to fight.

 In the future when she is pressed by Murong Cheng on the bed, will she also accept it without changing her face?

 Mu Zi was really afraid that she would become like that, degenerate, and spineless.

 She was full of sadness and finally fell asleep in her depression.

 The afternoon sunlight was blocked behind the curtains, the room was dull and quiet.

 Mu Zi fell asleep after no defense, petite body snuggled in the man's arms, breathing sound calm and long.

 Murong Cheng kissed her sleepy little face, a depressed color coalesced between his brows.

 "If amnesia should be so good ..." after a long time of silence, he murmured so.

 ...

 When he woke up, Murong Cheng was not around.

 This was not unusual, he was often out of sight and once he disappeared he would be gone for days on end. Recently, when Mu Zi was sick, Murong Cheng had stayed at home to take care of her, it was already very unbelievable.

 After all, Murong Cheng was a big shot, and big shots always had a day job.

 It was like a warlord in the olden times, fighting for territory and running a power while also guarding against being pulled down at the same time.

 Muyong Cheng can be really busy.

 People like this usually end badly, and the women who follow them around, by and large, won't have a good ending either, right?

 Mu Zi leaned against the bed, quietly thinking about her heart.

 Sitting slightly for a while, she got up and dressed, feeling much better today, she was almost cured.

 Pulling open the curtains, the golden sunlight outside spreads in, adding a layer of warm sunshine to the whole room, Mu Zi subconsciously squints her eyes slightly, her mood becomes pleasant because of the good weather outside the house.

 She only in the presence of Murong Cheng, will give birth to a thousand threads of sadness, Murong Cheng is not there, her heart is open, comfortable.

 After washing up, she went downstairs to have breakfast, and Bai Wei kept urging her to eat more.

 Mu Zi's illness has been lingering, sleeping all day long, hardly ever eating well, she has lost a lot of weight.

 Bai Wei was heartbroken.

 Mu Zi also resented that she was too thin, so she ate very hard.

 She is not like the current generation of girls who love beauty to pursue bony, she only wants to be stronger and sturdier, lest every time in front of Murong Cheng, she has no power to fight back, like a weak chicken.

 Even if you can't fight him for a while, after all, you are young and will grow, while Murong Cheng is eight years older than her, and will age faster, she will win sooner or later.

 ... When you think about it like this, you seem to have the advantage?

 While eating breakfast, Mu Zi received a call from Qu Ming Jun.

 Ming's voice was like a crybaby, wailing: ''Miss sister, did you let Ms. Xia come to the law firm? Don't play with me, okay? We really can't take this case! We'll be scolded to death! How am I going to get along in the circle in the future?"