Chapter 518: I want to marry you

When Murong Cheng went to the bridal shop, he saw Mu Zi sitting blushing on the soft leather sofa.
The sofa is champagne, and her clothes are snow-white. When she sits, the skirts spread out like fish tails, and her figure is exquisite and graceful, and her skin is as white as jade, which is breathtakingly beautiful.
Murong Cheng walked for a while, clenched his fists to endure and endure, only to hold back without throwing her down, he pressed on the sofa and kissed fiercely.
"Why are you alone?" Murong Cheng walked over pretendingly.
Mu Zi's expression was a little subtle, "Huo Lin... and Sarah, in the fitting room."
Murong Cheng frowned, he didn't think too much, he just felt that Huo Lin was too unreliable, and left Mu Zi here alone.
"Let's go," Murong Cheng said, "don't wait for them, let's go back first."
In fact, Mu Zi wanted to leave too, she was very embarrassed, but she felt it was impolite to leave without saying a word, so she just abruptly waited here.
Fortunately, Murong Cheng is here!
Mu Zi got up and was about to change clothes. Just then, Huo Lin led Sarah out of the fitting room. Sarah's face was flushed and her lips were smiling sweetly.
When Huo Lin saw Murong Cheng, she was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "So fast?"
Murong Cheng's face was dark.
Huo Lin was taken aback and said hurriedly: "I mean, you are coming so soon..."
In some words, it's okay not to explain, and it's even worse if you explain.
Murong Cheng directly took Mu Zi away.
This is an open era, and many countries have successively recognized the legality of same-sex marriage.
But legal recognition does not mean that individuals, such as Murong Cheng, are very contradictory.
In fact, he didn’t have any strange feelings about this kind of people before, didn’t like it, and didn’t hate it, but when Huo Lin really came back from France, he saw Huo Lin smile, talk, or shake hands at Mu Zi. Murong Cheng is particularly grumpy in physical contact!
He felt that Huo Lin was just a mouse poop, even if it didn't fall into the pot, just put it aside, the stench would contaminate Mu Zi's bowl of white rice porridge!
He told the rice porridge Yin Yin: "Stay away from her in the future!"
Mu Zi asked: "Then do I have to go to the engagement banquet?"
"Don't always have the engagement banquet on the left and the engagement banquet on the right." Murong Cheng explained in annoyance, "My engagement with her is just a verbal agreement. The future dissolution of the engagement will be a matter of one sentence. The banquet next month will mainly be Invite Elder Huo to have a meal and let him see Huo Lin with his own eyes. It is not so much an engagement banquet as a family banquet!"
"You... don't get excited." Mu Zi said in a cold voice.
Murong Cheng was startled.
Then I realized that I was really too extreme.
He returned to his senses and sighed softly, holding Mu Zi in his arms, with his forehead against her shoulders, and his voice was unexpectedly dull: "I want to marry you."
Especially when he walked into the bridal shop and saw Mu Zi wearing a white dress, the stunning moment at that moment almost took away his soul.
How he hopes that one day, she can put a white gauze on him!
"Well, let's go abroad first to get the marriage done!" Murong Cheng was suddenly anxious.
"Not good." Mu Zi blushed, her voice soft, "I'm not ready yet..."
It's not just that she wasn't ready, it was the same for him. Both she and him have their own things unfinished.
Murong Cheng's arms tightened quickly, and he hugged her tightly.
Mu Zi moved slightly uncomfortably, and whispered: "You relax, you are almost out of breath..."
Murong Cheng relaxed a little, and sighed at the same time: "I always feel a little relaxed and you will fly away."
"Why?" Mu Zi smiled. She thought she had been trapped by Murong Cheng, and joked, "Unless you do something sorry to me!"
Murong Cheng was silent for a while, and whispered: "The thing I am sorry about you most in my life is that I didn't get hold of you earlier..."
When he said this, he was infinitely sad, as if he was lamenting his youth, and as if he was lamenting his fate.
Mu Zi didn't understand.