Chapter 255: The biggest disaster in history

Murong Cheng took over the bed, and Mu Zi didn't want to share the bed with him, and planned to go to his room to sleep.
Picking up his coat and clothes, Murong Cheng woke up as he was about to go around the bed.
"It's ready?" He didn't notice Mu Zi's intention to leave. After waking up, he saw the birthday present on his wrist for the first time, his thin lips were slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared.
Mu Zi was slightly embarrassed and said weakly, "Happy birthday."
"Well, thank you." Murong Cheng smiled, got up a little and took Mu Zi's hand, and pulled her to his side.
Her hands are small and soft, her palms are soft and warm, and her fingers are smooth and smooth.
Murong Cheng felt a slight ripple in her heart when she thought of using these hands to knit a hand rope for herself.
"It's hard work."
He took her hands, put them to his lips, and kissed each other one by one next to her ten fingers. His expression was both pious and affectionate.
Mu Zi felt that his heart started beating again.
She was very uncomfortable, she didn't want to see him kissing her fingertips at first, but her face was burning like fire.
Mu Zi thought to herself: My face must be red...
Murong Cheng had kissed her countless times, she only felt sick, but when he kissed her finger, she blushed.
"It's not because of your hard work." She complained awkwardly, "It made me unable to sleep in the middle of the night..."
Murong Cheng smiled, picked her up and stuffed it into the quilt, "I will let you sleep now." He lay down with her arms around.
Mu Zi struggled with conditioned reflex, tossing twice, and felt that he was hypocritical.
Sleeping with him so many times, one less time, can you keep your innocence?
In the end, I felt at ease lying in Murong Cheng’s arms and fell asleep in a daze...
...
When I woke up in the morning, Murong Cheng was not around.
Mu Zi yawned drowsily, wondering if he had a dream last night, when he raised his eyes, he saw the rose petals scattered on the bed...
Not a dream.
The bedding that has already become cold makes my heart feel a little sad, and the emotions are always inexplicable.
When I got up to wash, there was a bang outside the window, and it was Xiaoya who was talking about the glass window outside.
It always waves outside these days, and occasionally comes back for a stroll, probably because the air conditioner is on at home. Although the heating is warm, it is a bit boring. Birds probably feel uncomfortable.
Mu Zi opened the window, and the little girl outside carried a new baby—a pull ring of a can.
The problem of picking up trash could not be corrected, and Mu Zi did not expect it to be corrected.
The crow jumped into the room, carried the can through the room, and went all the way downstairs. Without thinking about it, he went to find Sisi again.
"Xiaoya, don't always throw things into people's nests, it's hard to clean!" Mu Zi shouted helplessly.
But her birds still do what they want, and Mu Zi doesn't bother to care about it.
At this time, the phone rang.
Mu Zi answered the phone casually, it was Jiang Ci.
"Have you watched the news?" Jiang Ci asked, just listening to the joyous voices on the phone, you can imagine how happy Jiang Ci is at the moment.
Mu Zi smiled: "I just got up, I haven't had time to watch, how is it, is it lively?"
"You must watch the video interviewing Mayor Qiao! Hahaha, I didn't laugh to death!" Jiang Ci laughed unscrupulously, "Qiao Jingjia is a superb dad!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Mu Zi's mouth. While listening to the phone, he opened the most popular news website.
The expected headline news, bold fonts and eye-catching graphics, one point in, you can see the continuous increase in netizen comments below.
Sure enough, Qiao Jingjia was scolded miserably, and even called: the greatest disaster in the history of the procuratorate!