Chapter 149: Pick up (recommended for more than 1,000 tickets)

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It was late at night, and Jiang Huan drove Mu Zi away.
As soon as I left the door, I saw a black Rolls Royce parked in front of him. Murong Cheng was leaning on the side of the car, holding a cigarette in one hand, and the smoke was full of smoke, as if he had been waiting for a while.
His eyes were deep and narrow, and his eyes passed through the car glass, falling on Mu Zi's body.
"...It seems to be your brother." Jiang Huan recognized Murong Cheng, a well-known elder brother in Qingjiang City, and a frequent visitor to the casino restaurant.
Mu Zi looked down and said nothing, unhappy.
I didn’t see it when I was hosting a banquet at home. Now it’s at night, this person runs diligently...
Really annoying.
Murong Cheng stepped away from his long slender legs, a few steps had come close, tapped his fingers on the glass window, and said, "ZiZi, I am going home."
He came to pick her up.
Even though Mu Zi had a thousand or ten thousand reluctances in her heart, she still opened the car door and got into Murong Cheng's car obediently.
Murong Cheng also got into the car afterwards, and he hugged Mu Zi to his lap and squeezed her face affectionately.
"Brother came to pick you up in person, are you happy?"
"Unhappy." Mu Zimu replied with a face, "Someone always wants to kill you. The risk factor of riding in your car is too high. I would rather take a taxi."
Murong Cheng just treated her sarcasm as acting like a baby, and didn't care at all.
Murong Cheng hugged her and asked, "I heard that the Jiang family gave you a big gift today?"
"Didn't you install a surveillance camera? Why don't you give me a gift and ask me to watch the surveillance video." Mu Zi said coldly.
Murong Cheng was silent for a moment and said, "But the surveillance video range is too small to be comprehensive. What should I do? Maybe we should also install cameras in the bathroom and toilet."
Mu Zi bit her lip, why did she argue with Murong Cheng? How naive.
And can't win!
"Why, wronged again?" Murong Cheng chuckled lightly, "How come you love to talk so much, Xiao Jiaobao, eh?"
Mu Zi turned his face angrily and ignored him.
But Murong Cheng always had a way to deal with her. He pinched her chin, bowed his head and covered her lips, ignoring Mu Zi's struggle, thoroughly tasting.
Mu Zi broke away from him, panting and glaring at Murong Cheng with anger.
Murong Cheng smiled: "It smells like red beans...Is the Jiang family so poor and sour, just entertain you with red beans?" He took advantage of it, and even teased Mu Zi.
Mu Zi sneered at each other: "Homely meals, of course you are not used to eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea every day. If you eat too much, you may not digest it!"
The last three words were gritted by her.
"No matter how much food there are outside, it is not as delicious as Zizi." Murong Cheng leaned forward to kiss her again.
There was a cry from the car: "Murongcheng, you will bully me!"
"Nonsense, how am I willing to..."
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Mu Zi didn't cry for too long this time. She was used to kissing by Murong Cheng, and she was used to being numb...
Although he would still be angry, it was more helpless frustration.
Murong Cheng simply restrained her.
He couldn't scold him, he couldn't open, and couldn't escape. The only thing Mu Zi could do was to ignore him coldly and ignore! Ignore! Ignore it again!
The night is deep, and the night scene outside the car window is deep and monotonous.
Mu Zi gradually became confused and sleepy.
She dozed off in the car and fell asleep slowly...
Murong Cheng put her on her arms, adjusted her posture, and hugged her gently.
He likes to be naive and ignorant when Mu Zi is asleep, and will never refuse his intimacy.
The white skin was delicate and soft, and her thick black eyelashes quivered slightly. In her sleep, she frowned slightly, her delicate and aggrieved appearance, arousing love.
Murongcheng stretched out his fingers and gently scratched her soft face, which caused the girl to mumble vaguely: "Murongcheng, stop making trouble."
He smiled, his heart warm.
The driver who was driving seemed to understand the owner's mind, the speed of the car gradually slowed down, and he drove slowly on an unmanned road