Chapter 167: Back to back

They picked up a lot of wild fruits on the mountain, all kinds, red thorny rose fruit, round shandingzi, black old black eyes.
The little crow liked it very much. When Mu Zi was picking it, he ate a lot, but he liked to play with it in his mouth more than eating.
Crows like small things with bright colors.
Mu Zi also found a pomegranate tree. It was the time when the pomegranates matured. Each pomegranate was red and full on the branches, heavy.
Mu Zi didn't have much interest in eating pomegranates, but she fell in love with the joy of picking. She picked many large pomegranates. If she couldn't reach them, she let Murong Cheng pick them until their bags were full.
When it was about to go down the mountain, Mu Zi was shocked to realize that the time had passed so fast, unknowingly, the sun had set down.
She and Murong Cheng had been playing wildly in the mountains all afternoon?
Murong Cheng strolled in the mountains and forests, carrying the harvest of the two people throughout the afternoon in his hands, the warm sunset shining on him, his face was blurred in the golden backlight, and his voice was more gentle: "Purple, it's time to go home for dinner. ."
Mu Zi was in a trance.
It seems that the direction he is, really has the warmth of home.
But... he is Murong Cheng, Murong Cheng, a scumbag who is addicted to gambling...
Maybe it's just his disguise? In order to hide his secret identity for helping the Huo family?
Mu Zi's heart jumped, shocked.
Is she actually helping Murong Cheng to defend? Why did she help him find excuses?
What mystery medicine did Murong Cheng give her!
...
There are too many fruits, especially pomegranates, one by one is very heavy.
I was light when I went up the mountain, but now I am going down, but I find many problems.
Mu Zi's backpack was full of fruits, and he was out of breath after walking for a while, but after working hard to pick it, would he just stay in the mountains? Mu Zi couldn't bear it.
Murong Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, stretched out his hand to carry her back, suddenly thinking of something, retracted his hand and squatted down in front of Mu Zi.
"Come up."
Mu Zi was a little embarrassed. The fruit in Murong Cheng's hand is more and heavier than the one on her shoulder...
She hesitated and didn't move.
Murong Cheng said: "You are walking too slowly, it is already dark when you go home, and there are no street lights on the mountain."
What he said is reasonable.
Mu Zi pursed his lips and lay down on Murong Cheng's back dullly.
In this way, all the burden lies on Murong Cheng...
"...Will it be heavy?" Mu Zi asked uncomfortably softly.
"Well, it's very heavy." Murong Cheng lifted her up and said, "It's like a piggy."
"Nonsense!" Mu Zi shyly stretched out his hand to pinch Murong Cheng's face.
Murong Cheng laughed heartily.
Mu Zi's face got hotter.
The road down the mountain is rugged and winding. Murong Cheng is tall and long in legs, carrying her and the fruit on his back on the road, striding calmly, like walking on the ground.
After walking out of the dense forest, Mu Zi saw a magnificent sunset, which stretched her and his shadow very long.
Mu Zi quietly lay on Murong Cheng's back, his eyes followed the shadows on the ground, his face unknowingly showing confusion...
Later, she fell asleep on his back...
I slept from night to night, and when I woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
Mu Zi sat on the bed blankly, thinking that Murong Cheng called her a pig. It was not wrong at all. Every time she was with him, she could eat and sleep. Isn't she a pig?
"Not promising." Mu Zi scolded herself in a low voice, getting out of bed embarrassingly.
The dinner table downstairs was already full of dishes and freshly squeezed juice. Presumably Murong Cheng had just prepared it, but Murong Cheng was nowhere to be seen.
Mu Zi felt strange, and went upstairs to look for him. He was not in the guest room, but the lamp in the study was on.
She walked into the study and found Murong Cheng was looking at her laptop.
Mu Zi was shocked, and took a few steps to close the computer!
Murong Cheng raised his eyes calmly, his deep eyes were as dark as ink, and asked faintly: "Are you investigating Suzi's case?"